All Chapters of THE DON'S CAPTIVE MISTRESS : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

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Cook

HAZELI turned and walked back toward the house, my feet dragging against the sand. The moment I stepped inside, the silence hit me.No voices.No movement.Nothing.I hated it. Mostly because it reminded me of the time he had locked me inside his estate, and now… He had just locked me on an island. All by myself with no one close....just left alone on a deserted island.Where did he even go?Is there another side of this island where I could find a way out? That thought lingered.He couldn’t have gone to the airstrip and just left me here, could he? The idea hit me suddenly, sharp and unsettling.But I shook my head quickly. 'No. Don’t panic.'It’s too early and he's just left. I am sure He’s going to come back. I swallowed and forced myself to keep walking. Everything looked perfect here. Clean. Prepared. It seemed as though someone had made sure this place had everything anyone could ever need. I walked into the kitchen and started opening cabinets without thinking. I just needed

Don't Cry

HAZELI didn’t know how long I was down there at the table, waiting, waiting for Axel to come back. I didn’t even notice when I leaned forward, my arms resting on the polished surface, until I had fallen asleep. Waiting for a man to sit with me, to have dinner with me....a man I wasn’t supposed to expect anything from, a man who didn’t deserve it. Axel didn’t see me like that. We weren’t like that. And yet, for the first time, I thought I could surprise him, do something good for a change, something positive. This place felt different, lighter, and for a moment, I wanted him to see me differently too.But in the end, I was just a girl asleep at a table, the food untouched, candles burning low, alone. No appetite and no one.I suddenly felt my body lift gradually, my eyes fluttering open, and that’s when I saw him....Axel. He had me in his arms, carrying me. “Axel…” I whispered, my voice sleepy.“Go back to sleep,” he murmured. It was quiet, firm, commanding, the way his voice always

Angry

HAZELAxel knelt beside the bed, close enough that I could feel the heat of him without seeing him clearly. “You’re upset because I ate your food.”I sat up a little, blinking away the tears. “It's not about the food....” I said quietly. “I wanted us to share a meal without being forced into it… I wanted it to be something good. Something… positive for once. And you just....” I stopped, frustrated, unsure how to finish.He stayed silent for a moment, then reached out and brushed a strand of hair from my face. His hand was warm, and the touch made my heart beat faster.“I didn’t mean to hurt you,” he said softly. “I thought… I thought you would be okay with it.”“Okay with it?” I laughed bitterly, shaking my head. “Axel, you don’t get it. I spent all day thinking about this. About doing something for you. And then… then you completely disregard me.” My voice cracked, and I turned away.He shifted closer, kneeling so his knees were on either side of me, his hands resting lightly on the

Thank You

HAZELWhen I thought I couldn’t take much more, before I came apart at the seams, Axel somehow managed to cover the whole of my pussy with his mouth and proceeded to suck against my tender and intimate skin, causing a series of violent shudders and spasms that tore me apart in a sea of cries and screams around us both.Still breathing hard, slowly and a little smugly, Axel crawled up and over my body until he blanketed me, gazing into my eyes that were glazed with arousal and satisfaction. He settled between my thighs and I instinctively gripped his shoulders. The friction was a slow, deliberate torture, a tease that left me breathless before he finally began to press inward. I caught my breath, my lungs hitching just like those first few times. I was still so tight it felt like a beautiful ache, but I didn't want him to stop. I could see the strain in his jaw, the sheer force of will he was using to be gentle with me, but I didn't want gentle; I wanted him to be himself and not trea

A Dream

HAZELI was having a bad dream...no, a very bad, dirty, sexy, hot dream of a man I shouldn’t be dreaming about.... and in that dream I heard his voice around me, probably everywhere around me. Clear and so real.“Hazel… Hazel…”“Mm…” I moaned—yes, I moaned.“Come on, wake up,” he said, and then I felt his featherlight touch on my cheek.But I was still in my dream and the touch was so goddamn sexy and hot, so I called his name.“Axel…”An intake of breath.“Oh God, you make me so hot. I want you so much right now.”I took his hand from my cheek and then placed it on my breast, guiding it, using his hand to grab me hard..... I moaned even harder.It felt so real.“Oh, Axel…” I moaned again.“Fuck,” I heard him curse, and then felt, more than heard, him hiss.And that’s when something shifted. That’s when I felt it, that I might not be in control of this dream.When I opened my eyes…There he was. Sitting beside me on the bed. And here I was, holding his hand to my breast, my legs apart,

You Might Need This

HAZELAxel laughed softly as he walked toward me, took my hand, and guided me back to bed. He pulled the blanket away and helped me into bed, then covered me again carefully.“I thought you wanted me here,” he answered calmly.Just like that, I remembered this morning. That conversation about sharing a room. One embarrassment at a time, please.“Yes,” I said slowly. “And I remember exactly what you told me.”“Well,” he replied casually, “maybe I changed my mind.”“You did?” I asked, my voice going higher than I intended, higher than I expected.I sounded… ridiculous. Like I had just been told something unbelievable. Like I had just met someone I admired and didn’t know how to react.He didn’t tease me for it. Instead, he leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to my nose. Then he walked to the other side of the bed and got in. He then turned off the light and pulled me toward him. I didn’t know how to explain it. The way it felt with His arm wrapping around me. The warmth of him. The solid

The Island

HAZELI took a deep breath and then reminded myself who I was getting worked up about. This was Axel. He always leaves. Just like he always does. There’s nothing new here. There’s nothing to think about or feel.“Get over it, Hazel,” I muttered to myself. Sometimes I could be such an idiot.The words sounded firmer out loud, even if something inside me wasn't really on board. Still, I turned and walked outside, pushing the door open and letting the sun, the air, and the view greet me again. The warmth of the Island wrapped around me instantly.The ocean stretched endlessly ahead, blue and alive, the waves rolling in with that steady, calming rhythm. For a moment, I just stood there taking it all in. Then I started walking Barefoot. Slowly at first, letting my feet sink into the sand, feeling the softness beneath me, the warmth from the sun, the occasional coolness where the water reached.I looked around as I moved, really looked this time. At the trees swaying in the distance and th

The Lies

HAZELVery carefully, I started walking closer towards the sound of voices. I slowed even more as I got closer, crouching slightly, crouching behind a cluster of trees and that’s when I saw them.Men. Two of them. They were dressed casually, but there was something about the way they stood, the way they carried themselves, and the unmistakable guns hidden beneath their shirts and t-shirts.This had to be mafia men. Of course they were.I exhaled slowly, something like relief and irritation settling inside me at the same time. Because these had to be, these had to be Axel’s men. Of course they were. I wasn’t alone here, as I thought I was. Not really.Axel had just made sure I felt like I was here all alone… but that was all a lie. Just like all the lies he keeps feeding me.Why do I even believe a single word from his dirty, crocodile mouth?My jaw tightened slightly at this new discovery as I stopped and started wondering what I should do, why Axel was so obsessed with having control

A Mistake

HAZELI stood there, completely frozen, staring back at them just as shocked as they were staring at me.I didn’t know what to say.I didn’t know what to do.So we just… stared at each other.The moment stretched. No one moved. No one spoke. For a second, it felt like the entire room had frozen around me, the women, the men, the ones packing, the ones watching. Even the air itself felt heavy, like it was holding its breath.And then everything shifted.“What the hell......” The man in black, the one who looked like he was in charge, turned sharply toward me. His eyes locked onto mine, and in that instant, I knew.I had made a mistake.A huge mistake.My fingers tightened slightly on the edge of the door as instinct screamed at me to move, to run, to do something, but my body lagged behind, still caught in shock.“Who are you?” The man in charge demanded, his voice sharp, cutting through the room.No answer. I couldn’t answer. Because what was I supposed to say?Hi, my name is Hazel,

Stop Her

HAZELOut of the corner of my eye, I glanced at the man in charge. His expression had changed just slightly.“Axel Moretti,” he repeated slowly.My throat went dry, but I forced myself to nod.“Yes.”Silence followed. Heavy and Tense. One of the men near the door let out a quiet breath. Another straightened. The energy in the room shifted completely. Not relaxed or safe. But… different.Where they Axel’s men?The man in front of me turned his head slightly toward Kat, who was still watching me, her face full of that same disgust she always wore when she looked at me. Then he looked back at me, tilting his head, studying me in a whole new way.“And what are you doing all the way out here… alone?” he asked slowly.There was something about the way he asked that question that made him far more dangerous than before. Or maybe it was just my fear speaking.“I…” I swallowed, scrambling for something to say. “I was just walking around.... Axel told me I could walk anywhere.”The man and the

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