LOGINHAZEL I stood there stunned, staring at the door. Then the door opened, and Harris stepped inside. He stopped the moment he saw me, and A slow smile spread across his face."There she is," he murmured. "I knew they'd make you look expensive."His eyes travelled over me like I was something on display. Something that belonged to him, something waiting to be bought.For the first time, as I stood there and saw him watching me, walking around me, looking me up and down while he nodded his head, I realised why he had wanted me dressed up. I realised why these last few days he'd been nice to me, bringing me food, tending to my wounds..... It had all been because of today."Come on. Let's go," he said as he opened the door and walked out.I followed and walked behind him, wondering where the hell he was taking me. But as we got to the top of the stairs, the murmurs started. A lot of murmurs. Not really noises, more like murmurs.Then I saw the people. Lots of men in jackets, most of them b
HAZEL I didn't have the strength to question him. Harris prepared the bath for me himself. Warm water, bubbles, and Everything. Then he looked at me.I knew from his expression that I had no choice but to do what he wanted. So I went into the bathroom and bathed.When I returned to the room, he was still there waiting. I froze in front of the bathroom door. Then he pulled out a medical kit."You have bruises that need tending to." He said, almost conversationally."I'm fine." The words came out immediately.I didn't want him touching me. That was the last thing I wanted. But he insisted."It's my responsibility."Something in his expression made me stop arguing. So I sat there, and I let him clean the injuries. My knees, thighs, arms, neck. Everywhere that needed attention.When he finished, he packed everything away."I'm going to get your food."He cleaned up, closed the door behind him, and walked away. A few minutes later, he returned with soup. I stared at it, and my hands shook
HAZEL I stood there, staring at the door Harris had just walked through. And then... I started laughing. I laughed because what else was there to do?The man I thought was my saviour... The man I thought loved me... Had turned out to be the devil. A complete psychopath. All this time, I had been dreaming about escaping Axel's mansion, dreaming about running back to Harris.God...I remembered Axel. I remembered what he told me. He always said he was protecting me, and I never listened. But now I understood. That night Axel took me... He had saved me, and I had no fucking idea.Every single time I mentioned Harris... Every time I begged to go back to him... Every time I dreamed about escaping... I had just been an idiot—a complete fool.I didn't sleep that night. Instead, I lay there remembering my life at Axel's mansion. Nearly a year. Nearly a whole year with him. And then I compared it to this place. To Harris. What had it been? Barely a month? Not even that, and yet Harris had alr
HAZEL Silence settled over the room againHarris watched me cry without a shred of pity. If anything, everything he'd confessed seemed to make him feel bigger... more powerful... like he'd finally won.One of the men cleared his throat."I think that's enough for today. We should go. We need to be in town by morning to get to work, so we can't stay here too late."Harris nodded."Cool. I'll call you so you can tell me what Morozov thinks.""Don't take too long," one of them said with a grin. "Finish up here quick. Let's do the job, and then we can get paid.""I know," Harris replied."And don't damage the merchandise," the man added with a laugh.I felt sick. I had been reduced to merchandise. That was all I was now. Not Hazel, not a woman. Not even a person. Just something to be sold.The men filed out of the room one after another. The last man pulled the door shut behind him before disappearing into the hallway.Silence settled between us. For a few long seconds, Harris and I simp
HAZEL The room started spinning. One of the men laughed."He was sleeping with every woman at the strip club," he said. "And you really believed..." The rest of his words disappeared beneath the sound of my own heartbeat and the sound of their laughter. I looked at Harris. Waiting and Hoping For him to deny it. For him to say something, Anything. But he didn't."I was only keeping you long enough," Harris said quietly, "because you were useful."The word cut deeper than anything else. Useful."I needed access to the Morozovs"I frowned."What?""That night," I whispered. "The night everything happened..."He smiled faintly."Yes.""The night your little boyfriend broke into our party and ruined everything."My face went cold."That was supposed to be my way in. I was supposed to gain access to the Morozovs, but then he showed up." His jaw tightened. "He destroyed everything, so I had to start over. Find another innocent woman, find another virgin."He laughed."Do you know how hard
HAZEL 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
AXELAxel sat at the head of the long dining table and watched Hazel walk out of the room without sparing him a single glance. He wasn’t sure what exactly about her managed to get under his skin, her defiance, her anger, or the way she moved around him like he was poison but he knew one thing:He w
HAZELAs Axel soothed the spank, his finger dipped, trailing up my inner thigh, and the cool air met the sudden, undeniable wetness he found. My breath hitched.He tutted loudly, a sound that amplified my shame and my need. “My, my…This is supposed to be a punishment, you do know that, right?”I
HAZELI didn’t even think. I didn’t even blink. The plate was just suddenly airborne, leaving my hand with this wild, reckless freedom I didn’t even know lived inside me. And for a split second, as it cut through the air, I actually felt good. Liberated. Powerful. Like maybe, finally, I’d gotten on
HAZELThe next morning, when I woke up, I wondered what kind of day I wanted this to be. Am I going to stay in my room all day? Am I going to get out? But then, thinking of seeing Nico… thinking how he must be feeling right now… he must be blaming me, right? I mean, there’s no way he’s not blaming







