All Chapters of THE DON'S CAPTIVE MISTRESS : Chapter 11

HAZELKat eats like she’s performing for an audience, every bite louder, slower, exaggerated, like she wants me to flinch. I don’t. I stay right where I am, arms crossed, face blank.But the truth is, it burns. Everything about her burns, the way she moves, the way she smirks, the way she acts like she knows Axel better than I ever could.She swallows and wipes the corner of her mouth with her thumb. "You really think you’re different, huh?” she says, her tone dripping with mock sweetness. “You think you’ve got something I don’t? That you matter to him?”I breathe in slowly through my nose because if I open my mouth, I might just lose it.Kat leans forward. “You’re just another broken toy, Hazel. The only reason he’s keeping you around is because he likes watching you fall apart. It entertains him.”I laugh. I actually laugh, but there’s no humor in it; it’s short and bitter. “And you think you’re better because you get to serve him drinks and warm his bed when he’s bored?”Her eyes