INICIAR SESIÓNHAZEL I had no idea what was happening."Calm down," one of the men said to Harris. "You were going to use her to get into the Morozovs "But now..." He looked me over. "...she's been Axel Moretti's woman, and from what we've heard, he's still looking for her."He grinned."I bet we can get a lot of money for her if people know she's the one Axel Moretti's been looking for.""He's right," another man agreed."Should we let Morozov know?" Harris asked."Of course," one of them replied. "She's worth a fortune. Do you know how many enemies Axel Moretti has made over the years?"The room filled with quiet laughter."So what do we do now?" someone asked when the voice died down."We need pictures." The other responded. He pointed at me. "Come on. Take her pictures."One of the men pulled out his phone and started taking photographs."Get the blanket off," Harris ordered. Then, after a pause, his voice hardened. "In fact... Take all your clothes off."I clutched the blanket tighter around m
HAZEL I was right to be scared. Because the next day, I got up while he was still sleeping. Of course, I hadn't slept all night. I took a quick shower, went downstairs, prepared breakfast, left his food for him, and then locked myself inside the library.He didn't come looking for me, and I managed to avoid him the entire day. We didn't meet for lunch. We didn't meet for dinner, and for the first time in days, I thought maybe he wasn't going to come for me.I was wrong. He did. He knocked on the library door, and I pretended I hadn't heard him. But I never expected what happened next. The knocking suddenly became pounding. Hard and Violent.The door shook beneath every blow while my heart climbed into my throat. Then it went quiet, and I heard his footsteps walking away. For one brief second, I thought he'd given up.Then I heard him come back. This time he was carrying something heavy. The first hit splintered the wood. The second cracked the frame, and the third sent the door crash
HAZEL I walked back to the bedroom. It was no longer the room where Harris had planned a beautiful night for us. It was the room where everything changed.I stood there, unable to move. Harris noticed and walked farther into the room."Hazel," he called softly.I looked at him but didn't make a move."Come inside," he said, opening the door wider.I hesitated for a second before finally stepping in. It felt like I was walking into a place that could hurt me. He went to sit on the bed while I remained standing, looking around the room as though I were seeing it for the very first time. I had only come back here a few times to collect clothes before returning downstairs. Eventually, I stopped coming altogether and simply wore whatever clothes I'd already taken with me."I wanted to tell you something," he said quietly.I looked up at him."I never wanted to hurt you.""I know you say that.""And I mean it," he replied, sitting forward. "I lost control... but I'm not that person."The w
HAZEL Everything got way worse after that talk. Not better. Not fixed. Worse. That night, I decided it was better to stay downstairs again. I didn't want to be near him; I didn't want to be in that bedroom. Not after everything that had happened there.So I took a blanket, found a place on the couch, and tried to convince myself that I could get through another night. I heard Harris moving around the house. The sound of his footsteps, the turning off of lights and the quiet movements of someone who was still awake. Then I heard him go upstairs. And finally... I relaxed. Just a little. I thought I was safe; I thought I could finally sleep, but that didn't happen. Because the moment I closed my eyes, something inside me shifted. Something felt different and Wrong.I opened my eyes, and there he was. Harris was standing over me. Watching me. My entire body went tense."Let's go to bed," he said. His voice was calm, too calm."I don't feel like going to bed," I responded.I immediately
HAZEL I wasn't the same Hazel who walked into Axel's mansion. I couldn't be. Being in that mansion had changed me.Axel had changed me. What happened there had changed me, and maybe... Maybe it wasn't completely bad.I wasn't as naive as I used to be, and I had seen things, Experienced things. Things that control the world. Things that I never wanted to think about again. But Harris didn't seem to see that. He only saw the pieces of me that didn't fit the image he had created. The memories of the person he wanted me to still be."I spent all this time saving you," he whispered. His voice broke slightly. "And now I feel like I don't even know who I saved."The guilt hit me immediately. Because despite everything... Despite the fear, despite the pain. A part of me still cared about him."I never wanted to hurt you," I said softly.He laughed quietly. A broken sound."But you did."I looked down. "I did," I whispered. The admission surprised him. I looked back at him."But you hurt me
HAZEL "No." I shook my head immediately. "I already told you what happened.... I was trapped."He shook his head."That's just the thing..... I don't believe you."I lowered my eyes, searching for words I couldn't find. "I wanted to come back to you," I told him. "I did. And I thought about you too, every day."He stared at me."Then why does it feel like I lost you before I even got you back?"Silence."You're different, Hazel." He added.I had no answer. The room fell silent again. Then Harris spoke."Did he love you?"I frowned."What?""Axel." His eyes were filled with something I couldn't identify. "Did he love you? Did he have any feelings for you?"I looked away and slowly shook my head."I'm not sure that man loves anyone.... Least of all me." I said bitterly.Silence settled between us again."Did he treat you better than me?" he asked.The answer was clear, Simple. Because when I thought about Axel... He had never laid his hands on me. He had never forced me to do anything.
HAZELMaybe Axel did come back to the house. Maybe he didn’t. I shouldn’t even care if Axel was here or wasn’t, or if he came to see me or not. But as the days went on, my anger for him only kept growing.It was six days in, and I was doing a lot better. I no longer felt the pain I felt. The bruise
HAZELI hadn’t touched the food or done anything except, of course, pee and then crawl right back into bed. I was lying there, staring at nothing, when Angela walked forward and a woman in a white coat followed behind her.I guess Angela hadn’t listened to me at all. She’d gone ahead and called the
HAZELHe did not just say that....?My breath hitched. My lips parted, but no sound came out. What could I possibly say?Tears blurred my vision again, spilling down the sides of my face. Axel watched them fall, then stood up. “Untie her.”Luca moved behind me, cutting through the rope. The fibres
HAZELHours later, I lay on the carpet, the room completely destroyed. It looked like a fight had taken place or several, but I felt perfectly fine with it.Did it release my frustration?No.Did it feel like revenge?No.But it took something out of me, and I needed that something gone.I stared u







