Semua Bab Billionaire's Obsession (18+): Bab 11 - Bab 20

HAZEL "I so badly want to kiss you." He whispered again but this time my breath caught up in throat."Then do it." I replied."If I start my ways with you, I won't be able to stop."My knees went jelly. It felt as if I was getting high with the mere sound of his voice. "What do you want to do with me?" I asked, not believing that I'm getting desperate for him."I want to worship every single inch of your body, to make you come as you scream my name even in your dreams, to fuck that pretty mouth of yours that runs too much on sarcasm, to fuck you in every way possible that you won't ever think of touching another man again in your life."My body sat on fire and I felt my panty getting damp. His each and every word said with so much intensity that if he hadn't held my hand, I would have fell on the ground. No body has ever said something so erotic to me and I've never been this much turned on by mere words. "Then do it, Atlas." I let out a weak sound, my gaze falling on his lips.He

HAZEL "It's three in the morning, Hazel." Justin looked at me, suspiciously when I entered in the room.Shit.Ignoring him, I walked to bed. "You fucked, Atlas, don't you?" He raises his eyebrows which made me realise that I've came out of his room wearing one of his shirts since in hurry I couldn't find my clothes. "That bastard fucked you while knowing that you're dating me?" He hissed and before I could explain anything to him, he stormed out of the room.Double shit.I ran before him but it was too late. He had already reached Atlas's room. He threw a solid punch right across his jaw and then grabbed him by his collar. "You slept with her even after knowing that I'm dating her?" He yelled, throwing another fist at him. Hearing the loud sound, Ava rushed to the room and looked at both of them with in confusion. Speak up, Hazel. But when I saw hatred in Justin's eyes for something else, I decided to keep my voice off. Maybe it's better for them to talk even if it means bruised

HAZEL “Tell me what would you like to eat?” I asked, looking inside his fridge.“You.” His voice dropped behind my ears and I couldn’t stop myself from holding my breath as he wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me a little closer to himself. I felt his arousal against my back and all the dirty imaginations started flooding my mind. “Anything that you’ll make.” He added, maintain a distance between us.My mouth opens wide and I turn to him, catching a wide grin on his face. He knows. He fucking knows that how much impact he has on me. “Spaghetti and roasted duck would be okay with you?” I asked, ignoring his grin. “Princess, if not detective, you could’ve been a chef.” He replies, leaning over the kitchen’s counter.“Don’t butter me up.” “No worries. I can Nutella you up.” He crossed his hands over his chest and gave me a low smirk.God! He’s an ass. Ignoring his remark, I indulged myself in cooking. And let me tell, this has to be my favourite scene. It always was though.

HAZEL Why everything about him reminds me of past? Why do I want someone to give up everything for me when in return I can’t even give the feeling of love? I asked the same question to Tyler when he told me multiples time that he loves me. Once I asked him if he can give up everything for me? If he can give all the luxuries, his fancy car, his house, everything for me? And that’s when he left me alone in a deserted island after we had sex because he thought that I was not in a right state of a mind. His exact words were like this “You’re fucked up, you know that? No one gives up everything for love and besides you’re not the kind of girl who makes me crazy enough to waste away my life. You’re a good fuck and that’s it.” He was right though. I don’t blame him. “Tell me about you, can you give up on your job for me?” His question hit right back at me.“No, I can’t. Being the detective was my dream ever since I was a child. I worked hard for it. You and Justin are the only person for

After all the tiring classes and skipping cafeteria on recess, I walked out of the classroom, finding Justin in the exact same spot where I’ve last seen him. “I’m hungry.” I told him as soon as his eyes fell on me. “I’m taking you home.” He gestured towards the car as if he knew what I was about to say.“Coffee and lemon cake, please.” I pouted.He gave me a weird look, nodding anyways.When we reached the café nearby, I grabbed the seat around the corner, next to window. He sat across the table and narrowed his eyes. “Gen Z.” He snorted when I clicked the picture of the café. “You see me as some stupid kid, don’t you?” I asked, scanning the menu.“I don’t see you as anything.” He grumbled. “One cappuccino with extra whipped cream and chocolate syrup, one lemon cup cake and one rainbow truffle with extra chocolate chip.” I ordered. “Just one Ice Americano.” He said for himself.Once the waitress went away, he looked at me. “What are you? Five? Who eats this much sugar?” “It lif