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A Wife

AXELWe step inside Damien’s office, and I take in the familiar view. Nothing has changed.This isn’t my first time in Damien Morozov’s office, but the effect is always the same, because it’s designed to be. The place is designed to display power. A massive chair behind an even bigger desk, animal heads mounted across the walls, flags from every country he’s ever conquered or pissed on. The whole room is built to make a weaker man feel smaller, intimidated, and controlled.But of course… I’m not a weaker man.Damien walks in and moves straight behind his desk, like he needs the height of it for what he is about to say. Of course, I have a great feeling of what he wants. His right-hand man is already standing off to the side, obviously waiting for us. Of course he was. Damien gestures for me to take the seat in front of his desk, and I do. Remo stands beside me, silent, still, alert.We watch each other like predators circling a single kill. None of us blinks. None of us drops our gua

A Favour

AXELI sit back now, putting one leg on top of the other, leaning back on the chair, watching Damien Morozov. I can see the wheels turning in his head as he continues watching me, searching, before he looks at his right-hand man. And then he looks back at me again.He says, “As I told you, you won’t have anything to prove when our families merge together. Our families are the largest crime families in the country, probably the whole world.....and if we were to merge, we would be unstoppable. Just think of what your children—my grandchildren would be like. They would be so powerful.”He leans back, elbows on the armrests like a king. “Moretti, you know I do not have a son to inherit my Kingdom. I have my beautiful daughter, and I am willing to put her in your care. That girl is smitten by you, so we won't have a problem, I don’t have to force her into the engagement. She has had a crush on you from the very first moment she saw you, so chemistry is not a problem."“And our grandkids,”

Future Wife

AXEL I smile at Damien before I continue. The favour isn't what he thinks it is.“In the meantime, I want her trained to be a wife.... My wife. Not a princess. Not a sheltered girl. She needs to learn what marriage is. She needs to understand she won’t be living in a fantasy. She’ll have a husband to take care of, children to raise. My children will not be raised by nannies. They will be raised by their mother. And I want her prepared to be the Don’s wife. Not the Morozov princess. The Moretti Don’s queen.”Damien nods slowly. “That’s acceptable.”“Good,” I say, standing and buttoning my jacket. “I’m glad we got that out of the way... pleasure talking to you as always.”“Cheers,” Damien says, raising his glass.I raise mine too, put it to my mouth, don’t drink. Set it down.That’s when Ivan pipes up again.“We’d like that… in writing.”I turn my stare on him, ice-cold. I really don't like him.“What was that?” I ask.“The agreement,” he says, adjusting himself nervously. “That you’ll

The Smiles

AXELI groan inwardly but don't show it. I seriously don't need this right now.“I have matters to attend to," I answer curtly. "I’m a businessman. A busy one at that,” I add. I want to cut this short. I want to get the hell out of here. The last thing I want is to give her hope...to let her believe I’m going to marry her, that something is going on between us. Nothing could be further from the truth."I knowwww...." She pulls the word. "But this is important, it won't take a minute."“Yes? What is it?” I ask, my voice cold, sharp, straight to the point. I’m not trying to make friends.“My father told me he was going to talk to you,” she says excitedly. “So....did the two of you talk?”“Your father will tell you every detail of our talk,” I say ready to walk away.“So you agreed? We’re going to get married?” she squeals.I turn and leave without giving her an answer.As I walk away, I pray she doesn’t run after me. You never know with teenage girls’ minds, especially a brat from Dami

A Promise

HAZELThe minute I left Axel and walked into my bedroom, I closed the door behind me and slumped against it, sliding down until I hit the floor. My back pressed to the wood, I took a deep, shaky breath and stared at my trembling hands. They were shaking....literally. I felt like my whole body was.I don’t think I have ever been this nervous.Or this happy.Or this confused.There were just… too many emotions, too many feelings crashing through me all at once and I didn't know how or what to do or think.Did I think I saw Harris that night at Axel's nightclub? Yes. But he was so far away from me, and I had been wanting to see him for so long, hoping he was okay, that I convinced myself I had imagined it. That maybe it was just my need....my desperate, aching need to see him again that had procured him. That anyone who even slightly looked like him would have made my mind twist him into Harris.But it was him. I know it was him in that toilet cubicle. Even though we didn’t talk, even th

Up Early

HAZELWhen I woke up the next morning, I had already made a decision.Sleep never really came no Matter how much I tried. I spent the whole night tossing, thinking about Harris, thinking about getting out of here, thinking about what would be different now. I had tried everything the first time Axel brought me into this house. I had tried pleading. I had tried crying. I had begged, bargained, and broken down. None of it had worked.Axel had shoved me into this tight, suffocating space, his home, my prison without a single explanation. I still had no idea why I was here, what purpose I served, or when he intended to let me go. Sometimes he wanted me near him, as if my presence fed something in him, yet he wouldn’t even engage with me. He wouldn’t talk. He wouldn’t explain. It was maddening, confusing, and suffocating, and it drove me to the brink.But now… now I had hope. And that changed everything.Lying awake in the dark last night, I realised I had to change my strategy. The Hazel

Good Morning

HAZELPutting on my best cheery smile, cheery voice, cheery face, I said, “Why would you ask that? Am I not at home? This is home, right? And this is the dining room if I'm not mistaken. I have breakfast here every day. Am I not allowed to come in here?”She stops and stares at me. It feels like she’s calculating something in her head. I have no idea what she sees in my face because the only thing I’m offering her is a bright, innocent smile, but she just sighs, shakes her head, and mutters, “I’m not going to say anything. Just do whatever you want.”“Why are you acting as if I did something wrong?” I ask, widening my smile.She shakes her head again. She sets the table silently and leaves without another word. But, of course, I don’t mind. Not today.Today is my grand performance, and everything I’m doing is building toward the moment Axel walks into this room. I’m already rehearsing the look I’ll give him....sweet, composed, agreeable. The version of me he least expects. The one t

I Smile

HAZELI smile brightly at the question.“Nothing. Why do you ask?""You are... Uh, you changed....?" Remo answers."I just thought I needed a change,” I say, my voice bright. It’s cheery. I feel maybe it’s because of the reaction that I never thought I would ever get from them that’s pushing me on. But I continue.“I just woke up feeling so great this morning. And, you know, I think I should make this a daily occurrence, you know.....waking up early, enjoying the sun and the company...." I take a deep breath closing my eyes. "I watched the sunrise today. And it was just spectacular, watching the sun. You know, I feel like there are so many things around me that I don’t appreciate,” I say.Remo is nodding his head. He has this half smile at the corner of his eye. I know he’s watching Axel. And he’s giving me the audience I need to go on. And, you know, he’s keeping me going.“And I realise I’m just so lucky,” I continue, as I look at Remo and Axel. “Like, you know, I have Axel here.”

Something New

HAZELThat goddamn phone.Axel has done many things to me, but seeing that phone feels like everything at once...his ownership, his control, his cage, his monitoring. All wrapped into one glossy little device.I look from it to him.“Yes? I don’t understand,” I say.“I gave you this phone yesterday in my office. I told you to keep it with you at all times. And you left it behind. Twice.” His voice sharpens. His finger lifts. “Twice, Hazel.”I bite my lip.The truth is: I don’t want that phone. I hate what it represents. But I look at his face… and something shifts. Something in me decides:If I’m going to take the phone… I’ll take everything else that comes with it too. I guess there are a lot of things he's going to ask me to do. And I'm going to have to do them with a smile plastered on my face. So I bit my lip before I talked. So that I wouldn't say the words that would mess up this whole plan I had. So I could tell him the things that he wanted to hear.“Oh, the phone,” I say lig

I Want To Know

HAZELFor a second, I just blink at Angela.There’s something about the way she says it, apologetic but firm, that makes me feel like a child who wandered somewhere she shouldn’t. And Natasha still hasn’t taken my hand. She hasn’t even looked at me again. Her eyes have returned to the cutting board like I’m just an inconvenience that walked in with the wind.Heat creeps up my neck.“Oh. Okay.” I swallow. “I didn’t mean to interfere, and I wasn’t saying it was her job. I just hoped I would get to do something.... I wanted something to keep me busy so I won’t be so bored. I always wanted to learn how to cook, and when you said she’s a real chef, I just got curious to learn from her. That’s all.”Angela’s face softens immediately, and I can see her trying to come up with a solution.“Um, you know what… if you’re looking for something to do, why don’t you go watch a movie in the movie room? I’ll bring you popcorn, some chocolate, juice....whatever you want. Just say it.”But that’s not wh

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