Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE DON'S CAPTIVE MISTRESS : Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

HAZELI woke up the next morning with a massive headache. The moment I opened my eyes, Angela was opening those windows, letting the light in, and I couldn't help but groan, "What are you doing?" I snapped at her."Axel told me to bring the pills. They're right there beside the table. Just get them and then come downstairs and have breakfast." She said as she walked out.I peeked beside me and saw the pills, put them in my mouth, drank the water, and burrowed myself back into the blanket for another long sleep. When I woke up again, my head felt a lot better, but my bladder was killing me. I ran towards the bathroom, did my business, and decided to brush and shower all together. When I was done, I got up, got changed, and I was super hungry. I could feel my stomach crying for food. Walking out of the door, I nearly screamed seeing Nico there, and I told him, "Sorry, I'm getting used to you." He raised an eyebrow in question but didn't answer. Right! He wasn’t talking to me. I didn

HAZELMy heart is beating so, so loudly. I can practically hear it going boom, boom, boom… thump, thump, thump. Is this what it feels like?What will it feel like to kiss Axel?To know what he tastes like?To feel his lips against mine?What will it feel like?I wonder that, right up until he suddenly moves closer. Closer than I thought he would. Close enough that the air between us disappears, evaporates, melts.He presses his forehead against mine, and I shiver all over like he just pulled a string inside me. He’s still holding my hand, tight, warm and then he closes his eyes, jaw clenching like he’s fighting something deep inside himself.I don’t know what battle he’s having.But I can sense it.I can feel it.I can practically hear it in the way he breathes.Tonight, though… tonight I have this man.Axel Morelli—a puzzle, a contradiction wrapped in danger and restraint. A man who, just for tonight, has lowered his walls, softened his inhibition. A man who, for the first time, is l

AXEL“Come here,” I say, before I can truly process what I am about to do.What the fuck am I doing?This is a bad idea..... A terrible idea.Hazel closed the space between us without hesitation, willing and responsive. Perfect. I’d never met someone so agreeable yet so stubborn. Who was this woman??We were flush against each other, her flowery scent invading my nostrils.“You're so beautiful” Fuck! What the hell was I saying?My hand slid to her cheek, palming it. She took a ragged breath, her entire body trembling to my briefest touch. I wondered how receptive she was and if I would get to find out tonight just how much.How hard she quivered when pressed against someone she actually wanted.Someone whose arms she longed for.“Oh! Aah…” She stammered, letting me tug her into position. Her thighs straddled my right leg. I angled her so her clit pressed against my muscles. "That is so.... Umh..." She wasn’t thinking straight.Unfortunately, neither was I. I dipped my head down at th

AXELBefore I can stop her, Hazel's hands are already tugging at my jacket. I should pull away. I should take her wrists. I should stop this.But I don’t.She slips my jacket down my arms, lets it fall to the floor like it’s nothing, and then her fingers move to the buttons of my shirt. My breath catches, not because of what she’s doing, but because of what I’m letting her do.The only excuse I have—the only defence I can come up with—is that I froze.I froze. I was too weak a man to resist temptation this lethal, this beautiful, this fucking inevitable.Too weak to push Hazel away when she was offering herself like this—soft, willing, trembling, trusting.Her fingers undo another button… then another… and I swear my heart slams against my ribs hard enough to bruise.Hazel stands there, small and unprotected and perfect, looking at me like I’m something worthy instead of something dangerous.And I can’t move.I can’t breathe.I can’t fight her.Because despite everything I’ve told mys

HAZELOh no, he didn’t.“What the fuck are you doing here?” I practically screamed.And to her credit, she actually had the sense to look a little shy as she stepped further into the room, her hands raised as if she were approaching a wild animal. “Do not kill the messenger,” she murmured. “I am here because Axel told me to get you something.”She walked deeper into the room and placed something that looked like a small basket on top of the table, as if this were completely normal. Then she turned back to me with this soft, pitying look and asked, “How are you feeling? Are you okay?" I didn't have the words to reply to her. "Don’t worry, I’m gonna take care of you.” she continued.I widened my eyes at her."What the hell are you doing here? Get out. Go. I don’t want you here." I snapped.“It’s gonna be okay,” she continued, oblivious to every warning inside my voice. “I know everything is… your emotions are all over the place. But first things first, I know you’re in pain. I’m gonna