Tug of War

“Ah, at last!" She exclaimed upon getting to the comforts of her bed. She felt so drain after finishing two missions in just one day. Her exhaustion was more of the mental aspect.

Being the only person having this kind of ‘sideline' was pretty unusual already. Well, ‘being the only person’ was just her thought, anyways. Who knows, there might be some other home wreckers out there.

How did she end up in this kind of job? She was in desperate need of money at that time. Right on cue, she happened to hear girls talking wanting about to get revenge on a certain girl for stealing her boyfriend. That's where Hazel got the idea.

She can have other part time jobs, of course. But this thing was the ‘thing'. It was a huge money maker and since she's an orphan, all alone and no one to lean on, she didn't have to worry about what her parents or any relatives would have to say.

At first, it was hard for her, especially everytime she sees someone crying. She only convinces herself that what she's doing has a good side to it. The guy wouldn't make out with her if he was truly in love with his girlfriend, fiance, or wife.

Being a home wrecker also made her realize that she can never trust a man's feelings or words. It was all about shagging up someone. Ironically, she's a virgin. Yes, eventhough her job requires her to be intimate with someone, she never went all the way. It's probably because no one has ever turned her on yet.

There are also limitations in what she do, of course. She usually doesn't take clients who are going to the same university with her or just around the vicinity of her place. The ringing of her phone made her open her eyes. As she took her phone out, an unknown number displayed on the screen.

She had no choice, of course.

“Hello?" She answered.

“Ahm, are you Miss Hazel?” A girl's hesitant voice responded.

“Speaking." She answered in a business-like tone.

“I was told about you by a friend.”

“Just a foreword, the price of my services won't come cheap.”

“Oh!" She exclaimed, taken aback with her straightforward attitude. “Money's not a problem. Just name your price." She added in a more confident voice.

“We'll talk about that when we meet." Hazel said. “Just tell me when you're free.”

“I'm free tomorrow.”

“Good." She nodded to herself. “Bring a photo of the guy and wear dark glasses and a big hat or something to conceal yourself. I work on a strict confidential manner. I hope you understand.”

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Her nose wrinkled in disgust as she saw the guy entered the building. She's been watching her prospect for three days already and she already got some hold on their schedules. And what perfect day could she set out her mission?

The day the couple's going to be together. But this war her way of living, she can't be picky. She stood up and followed the guy silently. When they were in an empty lobby, she quickly took advantage of it.

“Ahm, Mister!” She called. “Excuse me.” The guy stopped and looked around. Hazel quickly went up to him, wearing her most seductively innocent look. “Can you help me?” She asked, casually touching him. “I'm kind of lost.”

“Oh, sure. Where are you up to?”

Hazel deliberately bit her lower lip. “I'm feeling kind of hot and I need to go to the comfort room to ease... the tension I'm feeling.”

“I-Is that so?" He stammered. She nodded with a pout. “J-Just walk straight ahead then t-turn left.”

“Can you walk me there?” She asked, sliding her index finger from his shoulder down to his chest. “I'm kind of scared of being alone. And I can be claustrophobic sometimes.”

“Of course." He answered. “It'd be my pleasure walking you there.”

“Oh, thank you so much! You're such a gentleman!” She enthusiastically said and gave him a peck on the cheek. She then dropped her purse on purpose. “Oh, I'm such a klutz!”

The guy's eyes bulge out as the girl bent down to pick her purse up. Her dress was too short that when she bent down, he got a glimpse of her underwear. Shaking his head off, he knelt down to help the girl pick up her scattered things that spilled out from the purse. Beads of sweat started forming in his forehead as the girl's cleavage was visibly available for him to see.

“I'm so sorry for this.” Hazel said, silently smirking as she sensed that her ‘charms' were starting to get to the guy.

“N-no. It's okay.”

“Thanks for helping me.” She said as she stood up after gathering all of her things. “How could I repay you?”

“That was nothing. You don't have to bother." The guy chuckled uncertainly.

“I insist.” Hazel said. “Would a kiss be enough?” She added in a husky voice.

They guy's eyes widened at her boldness but it was obvious that he wanted more than a kiss from her. “Well.” He swallowed. “If you insist.”

Hazel smiled. As expected, she succeeded again. She slowly closed the distance between their faces but before she could do that, the guy already pounded on her, his hands automatically went to her butt, squeezing them. He was ravishing her lips that she had the urge to throw up but she closed her eyes tight and gave a moan as an act of fooling the guy that she loves what he's doing to her.

She let him have his way on her– let him touch her. She moaned some praises and words of pleasure but deep inside, she was horribly disgusted. ‘This guy got bad breath!’ She thought. ‘And what a maniac!’

She had no choice, of course. So, when the guy's girlfriend HAPPENED to pass by that lobby and saw them, Hazel rejoiced and silently thanked the stars for letting the girl arrive quickly. She quickly exited from the scene as the two started fighting. She went to the comfort room, unaware of the sign that says, OUT OF SERVICE. She immediately went to the sink, planning to brush her teeth when she heard the moans, grunts and groans coming out from one of the cubicle.

“Unbeliavable!” She muttered under her breath.

“Oh God, Chase!” A girl moaned. “Uh... you're so fucking big!”

“Gaaah!” Hazel's mind screamed at her. She was caught between disgust and amusement.

She should leave, but the NEED to brush her teeth was stronger. It's not like her ears were innocent, anyways. Shrugging the event happening in one of the cubicle, she proceeded to brushing her teeth, wondering why the lovers didn't hear or notice the flow of water. She guessed they were too busy or too engrossed to notice anything.

“Damn! You're so... uh uh good at this." The girl panted. “F-faster baby. Harder and deeper please!"

Hazel stared at herself in the mirror in disbelief at how loud the girl was while the guy seemed... too silent.

“You liked that, didn't you?” A male voice then said.

“Hell yes! Yessssss!”

The sounds of sex continued. Hazel, who was being rather naughty, stayed in her spot eventhough she was done brushing her teeth. She smirked as the girl screamed she was coming.

Silence soon followed. Through the mirror, Hazel saw one of the cubicles opened. The couple were all dressed up but sweating. They were caught in a fierce lip lock, still unaware of another person's presence.

Since Hazel was being playful, she smirked and spoke out loud. “Oh, sure. Don't mind me. Go on with your business.”

The couple separated. The girl looked at Hazel with wide eyes then quickly hid herself behind the guy. “Chase.” She whimpered.

“It's alright." He assured her. “I'll take care of this. You go ahead.” Red from embarrassment, the girl quickly took off.

“Oh, why did you send her away?” Hazel asked. “I was rather enjoying the live show. I mean live audio.” She winked.

She silently scrutinized the guy. He's not that handsome but he's kind of cute. He's not that well-built but rather skinny. He looked and smelled neat, though. There's something about him that she finds sexy. It was an odd combination. Is it his aura that exudes power? Or is it his unmistakable presence?

“Didn't you read the sign at the door?” The guy snapped. “This is out of order.”

“The faucets were doing fine." Hazel shrugged.

“How long have you been here, anyway?”

“Quite long." She smirked knowingly.

Chase's male pride was shaken upon seeing the look on the girl's face. He inspected her from head to toe.

The girl was a nice view. She's pretty, very pretty actually and a nice body to go along with it. With the way she was dressed, he would assume she was and easy lead-on but there was something in the harshness of her face that told him there are a lot of secrets and mysteries behind that pretty face and hot body of hers.

He shook all those thoughts off and focused on the problem at hand. It was unlikely for him to caught having a sex with someone, especially with Victoria, who by the way, was engaged to one of the Hunter's business associates.

But that's Chase Hunter. Once a girl caught his attention, he would make sure he'll get her in his bed. Well, not exactly in bed but figuratively. But his liaison with Victoria if made public means bad business.

“How much would it take you to shut your mouth about this event?” He asked bluntly.

Hazel's ears clapped. She instantly smiled money. Assuming that the guy was filthy rich and just had a forbidden association with that girl a while ago made her mind thought of naughty things.

“Actually, I don't need your money.” She said, which was a total lie but since she was being playful, she let the opportunity passed. She slowly walked up to him and grabbed his tie, playing with it. “Do you have an alternative offer in mind?”

Chase's eyes squinted. Then, he smirked. “Playing a game, huh?”

The girl smirked in return. “Hmm.” She thoughtfully mumbled. “Based from the girl's loudness a while ago, I can't help but think that you're quite... good in what you do. So, I'm thinking, maybe we could just hit it?”

“Would that shut you up?”

Hazel laughed lightly. “That depends on how you're going to.” She smirked. “Satisfy me.”

She sees him as a challenge and she was merely being playful. Also, she hated the arrogant look in his face. She wondered how he'd react once she leaves him ‘hanging’. She doesn't know him in the first place.

The chance of them bumping or running into each other was also impossible. She realized that they live at the opposite ends of life. So, she assumed it safe to play around a little. And besides, she does find him sexy.

“What's your name?” He suddenly asked.

Hazel was momentarily unnerved but then she smiled sweetly. “I don't go on telling my name just like that, Mr. Chase.” She said, remembering the girl calling him that name a while ago.

“Don't you think it's unfair? You know my name but I don't know yours.”

“I'll think about it." She said. “But first, let's...” She trailed and pulled his head down on hers.

A soft purr came from her as soon as their lips touched. This surprised her. The purr wasn't forced, it was an involuntary response. Heat crawled through her veins, sending her nerve endings to life. She kissed countless of guys already but she never felt this way before. No one has ever made her feel like this. Unknowingly, she hooked her left knee in his waist, desperate to be closer to him.

He, on the other hand, was just being himself. No one has ever resisted him. He kissed the girl with fervor, his left hand wrapped around her waist while the other was resting on her thigh, slowly pushing her dress up. With a grunt, he pushed her to the sink, their lips still glued together. He then lifed her up, letting her bottom rest on the cool tile. He spread her legs apart and rested her body in between. He went to zip her dress down. The garment gathered around her waist and he pushed the hem up.

Totally out of her wits, Hazel started unbuttoning his top. Somewhere along the process, a voice told her to stop. But her hands went on, anyway. She never felt this responsive before. She never responded to a kiss this way before. His lips, his touch, his body, his presence– they were bringing her new sensations for the first time and she loved everything.

The ringing on a phone brought Hazel back to her senses. She pushed the guy away and quickly looked for her phone. “I'll call you back." She said and jumped off the sink.

She was badly shaken with what just happened. She didn't expect that from herself. If it wasn't for the ringing of the phone, she doubts she could stop IT from happening.

She quickly fixed herself and her dress as the awful realization hit her. “Sorry, I'm afraid the game's over." She said.

“You're going to left me hanging?”

“Business just called." She said. “And business' more important to me."

The guy shrugged. “I'll get you next time." He said. “No one has ever walked out on me before.”

“There won't be next time, Mister. I'm afraid this would be the last time we're going to see each other."

“I can find you." He confidently said. “You see, what I want, I ALWAYS get.”

She laughed. “I'm not an easy person to find.”