เข้าสู่ระบบAxel leans down, his breath brushing against my ear. At first, he bites lightly, just enough to make my breath hitch. Then, his voice slips into a whisper, “I’ll give you a warning, Hazel." He says so slowly and deeply. And then he continues, "Don’t ever raise your hand at me again. Do you understand?” I force myself to look up at him. I don’t know where the strength comes from, but I manage to say, “Or what, Axel? What are you going to do?” His eyes darken, something sharp flashing behind them. For a second, I can’t tell if I’ve shocked him, impressed him, or made him furious. ****** The Don is a strong, cold, powerful man. His voice alone makes men tremble. Ruthless. Powerful. Precise. Commanding. He thinks he can control me.....own me. But he’s wrong. I’m not one of his mistresses, not another woman he can use and discard when he’s done. he can’t contain. He might rule the Morelli empire, but he’ll never rule me.
ดูเพิ่มเติมHer entire body was feeling hot as if she was being engulfed in flames.
She was in a dreamy state. With a blurry vision, she caught hold of a man’s arm.
She wanted to cry for help. A strong masculine scent reached her. Her slightly opened lips were blocked off by a strong force.
She wanted to resist, but the man did not give her any chance to do so. He went in straight, exploring her mouth and consumed her whole.
Undoubtedly, towards this strange man’s kiss, she should have resisted and felt repulsed by it.
But, why is her body feeling stimulated?
In the next second, she experienced a wrenching pain in her lower body.
A strong pain seized her.
*********
Early morning.....
The early morning sunlight shone through the beautiful curtain, illuminating the furnishings in the luxurious room.
Clothes were all over the floor messily. The air had a slight odour of last night's affair.
On the bed, the lady was partially visible under the golden color quilt.
Red marks were slightly visible on her body, a reminder of last night’s affair.
In her heavy state of sleep, she heard the door being pushed open. Although she did not want to open her eyes, she consciously roused herself.
Her eyes were open.
Outside the doorway, she caught sight of her husband and the astonished expressions of her mother-in-law and sister-in-law by his side.
“Jude… ” She wiped her eyes. Her sight fell on the sheets and the surroundings of the room. Her mind turned blank for a moment.
This was not her room. Where was this?
“Jude… Where am I?” She asked the grim-faced man standing at the door.
He sneered. His handsome face was malicious and insidious. “You still have the effrontery to ask me where this is? Tell me, who was the bastard whom you spent the night with, you shameless adulterer?”Adulterer?
With brows furrowed, Cynthia tried to recall the events that had happened last night, but she couldn’t remember a thing. Her last memory was of herself drinking some wine with Jerry at a cafe.
At this time, she saw her sister-in-law and her mother-in-law stepped inside the room from behind Jude. Turning to her daughter, her mother-in-law said, “Queen, take a good picture, make sure to capture the appearance of your sister-in-law having gone to bed with another man.”
Gone to bed with another man? Cynthia’s brain exploded.
“I… I didn’t… ” Cynthia shook her head and tried to explain.
At this time, her mother-in-law, Cherry, walked up to the bed and tugged her hair up. She raised Cynthia's neck, revealing her chest which was covered in hickeys.
“Take a good picture.” Cherry said to her daughter.
Queen, while taking photos of her neck, laughed at her. “Sister-in-law, it looks like you had a great time last night!”
Cynthia lowered her head painfully looking at the traces on her chest which she had not realized had emerged on her body. Fleeting images of last night’s shameful affair came into mind. She had thought it was a dream….
Obviously not.
Alarmed, she turned to look at Jude’s handsome face, only to see his face horrifyingly cold, staring at her as if he was staring at a piece of trash, “Very good, Cynthia. Only half a year of marriage, you dare to run off track. I don’t care who you were with last night… Get ready for a divorce!”
After saying this, he gave her another disgusted glance, pushed the door open and left.
Cynthia’s face turned ghostly pale.
Divorce?
“No, Jude, listen to me… It’s not like that… ” She was bare-naked. She wrapped the quilt around herself and tried to catch up to him.
Before she could do so, she was ruthlessly pushed back onto the bed by Cherry. Stunned, she looked at her mother-in-law. “Mother…”
“You are not entitled to call me mother. You shameless vixen. How dare you carry on with another man behind my son’s back. You’re a total disgrace to our family! Let me tell you, my family will absolutely not tolerate your wanton behaviour!”
“Mom, the photos have been taken.” Queen said triumphantly while holding her phone.
“Cynthia, her mobile phone already has evidence of your adultery. Be sensible and quickly give my son a divorce. If you’re not willing to, I will send the photos to the lawyers to carry out the divorce proceedings.”
~
Jude opened the door to his Porsche SUV. An alluring figure was seated on the passenger seat. Seeing him entered, her ruby-red lips lifted into a smile. “Jude, was the plan successful?”
Jude reached out and pulled her into his embrace. With one hand clasped behind her head, he kissed her wildly. She wrapped her arms around his neck and swiftly responded to his kisses.
After a long, hot kiss, he smiled against her delicate forehead.
“Angela, it won’t be long till I can marry you.”
“I’ve been waiting for these words for a long time.”
After saying that, She held his handsome face and actively kissed him on his thin lips.
~
Cynthia sat on the bed with a pale face, eyes brimming with tears. The hickeys on her body and the unbearable pain at the slightest pull of her lower body caused a panic feeling to well up in her. She had no recollection of the incident last night.
Picking up the clothes on the floor, she rushed into the bathroom, weeping miserably and washing herself vigorously trying to rid her body of the man’s scent.
In the afternoon, Cynthia distractedly returned to her matrimonial home. In the well-lit living room, Jude sat there like the devil himself, an angry glower on his face, looking as if he would strangle her to death in the next second.
What happened this morning dealt a fatal and heavy blow to Cynthia. She knew that no explanation could possibly save her.
She looked at her husband seated on the sofa and took a deep breath. “Jude, I agree to a divorce, but I want you to return me 10% of my father’s shares. The other 5% take it as my compensation to you.”
As soon as he heard what she said, his countenance darkened. He had just secured his position as president of the Leonards Group. If she were to withdraw 10% of the shares, it would not only jeopardize his prestige and status, but also threaten his position as president.
He scoffed. “Cynthia, what qualifications do you have to demand things from me? You betrayed me and put a green hat on me. Can this simply be dismissed with just 5% of the shares?”
“5% of the shares if converted into cash would amount to more than 500 million dollars. Is this not enough to compensate you?” Cynthia argued. Her father owned those shares in the Group during his lifetime. She could not hand those shares over to the Leonards family just like that.
With a glint in his eyes, Jude went up to her and grabbed her by the neck. “Cynthia, listen closely, put the notion that the shares will be returned to you anyway. Even if you don’t want to leave this marriage, you have no choice but to do so. If you want to make a fuss of this in court, let me tell you, you will only die of mortification.”
Eyes wide open, she struggled to breathe. What hurt even more was the face in front of her. The tender and loving face he had formerly used to gaze at her had disappeared. What remained was the hideousness of a self-serving egomaniac.
However, her father’s shares…
“Jude… Those were my father’s… Return them back to me.” She cried hoarsely.
“Now they’re mine. Don’t even think of taking them out of my hands. Cynthia, wise up. Sign the papers and scram, or… I will let you disappear from the face of this earth.” Jude released her onto the floor, her face ghastly pale, and threw down a draft divorce agreement. “Sign it!”
“I will not sign it… ” Cynthia bit her lips, refusing to be forced out of the house.
“If you don’t sign it, you won’t just be losing 15% of the shares but also your reputation, or even your life.”
Cynthia trembled, looking up at the man who had sworn to love her. At this moment, there was nothing but ruthlessness, indifference and cruelty.
She felt suffocated.
Her heart sank into the pit of despair. She looked at the image of this diabolical man driven by self-interests. She knew that it would cost her, her life, if she were to insist on the return of her father’s shares.
“Alright, I’ll sign it.” She clenched her teeth and put down her signature.
HAZELOh no, he didn’t.“What the fuck are you doing here?” I practically screamed.And to her credit, she actually had the sense to look a little shy as she stepped further into the room, her hands raised as if she were approaching a wild animal. “Do not kill the messenger,” she murmured. “I am here because Axel told me to get you something.”She walked deeper into the room and placed something that looked like a small basket on top of the table, as if this were completely normal. Then she turned back to me with this soft, pitying look and asked, “How are you feeling? Are you okay?" I didn't have the words to reply to her. "Don’t worry, I’m gonna take care of you.” she continued.I widened my eyes at her."What the hell are you doing here? Get out. Go. I don’t want you here." I snapped.“It’s gonna be okay,” she continued, oblivious to every warning inside my voice. “I know everything is… your emotions are all over the place. But first things first, I know you’re in pain. I’m gonna
HAZELIt fucking hurt.... Shit!It hurt like hell.And it's not just my body. My heart felt like someone had shoved a fist straight through it and squashed it.I was still trying to breathe past the dull ache that had settled between my legs. After he jerked away and I was instantly replaced by a stinging emptiness. All I’d wanted was for him to feel what I felt. I wanted him to be there for me, but instead, I got... this."Fuuuck""Shit!"“Sorry.” The words sounded hollow and meaningless as he quickly fumbled with his clothes, trying to shove himself back into his pants. “Jesus. Fuck. I’m so....”I watched his face, expecting, hoping for something.... Something gentle, something tender, but his eyes were wide with self-disgust, not concern for me. He was focused on his mistake, not my pain.Axel shook his head, looking everywhere but at me. I bit down hard on the inside of my cheek, tasting copper. I was the one bleeding. I was the one who had suffered through it. And now, I was
AXELBefore I can stop her, Hazel's hands are already tugging at my jacket. I should pull away. I should take her wrists. I should stop this.But I don’t.She slips my jacket down my arms, lets it fall to the floor like it’s nothing, and then her fingers move to the buttons of my shirt. My breath catches, not because of what she’s doing, but because of what I’m letting her do.The only excuse I have—the only defence I can come up with—is that I froze.I froze. I was too weak a man to resist temptation this lethal, this beautiful, this fucking inevitable.Too weak to push Hazel away when she was offering herself like this—soft, willing, trembling, trusting.Her fingers undo another button… then another… and I swear my heart slams against my ribs hard enough to bruise.Hazel stands there, small and unprotected and perfect, looking at me like I’m something worthy instead of something dangerous.And I can’t move.I can’t breathe.I can’t fight her.Because despite everything I’ve told mys
AxelI don't know what exactly made me hesitate, because I wanted her, and I wanted her badly.I wanted her more than I wanted my next breath. That's how bad I wanted her. That's how bad I wanted into her....inside her.But I think it was her eyes. It was the way she looked at me. There was trust there....pure, unguarded trust and something else I didn’t want to acknowledge. Something that pinned me to the ground harder than her body ever could.What struck me most was the innocence I saw in there. Hazel was so innocent.She probably thought I was going to make love to her, the same way she probably did with her boyfriend... as that stupid, prick, good-for-nothing boyfriend promised her. But that’s not what she was going to get with me. Especially not this way, with her pressed against the wall, begging for my hands, begging for my mouth, begging for everything I could give and everything I shouldn’t.I’m sure it’s not what Hazel expects tonight.Contrary to her belief, I know Hazel m
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