Under One Roof Ali Hazelwood Novels & Stories

“Oh my god, the look on that man’s face when you got done with him!” “Are you okay?” Logan said to Hazel, who was uncharacteristically quiet. She nodded. “I just need a minute.” She headed for the door to the banquet hall. Maria watched her. “Excuse me,” Maria said to Logan and ran to catch up to Hazel. Dylan returned to the table with his plate. He set it down and sat. “Man, what a spread!” He noticed the concerned look on Logan’s face. “What’s wrong?” Logan shook his head. “The president of our client’s business made some lewd remarks to Hazel.”

“Ribs. Leg. I’m upright.” Upright meant alive. I looked at the building. Blackwood Tower. Same tower Aliyah and Rosie went down. Different face. North scaffolding. They took east fire escape to 8. We had rust and air. The scaffolding ran down the whole face. Twenty floors to the street. Gaps every two floors where platforms ended. Ladders between. Leo’s shell company left it after OSHA violations. _Cheap._ Now it was our ladder or our grave. “Can you climb?” I said.

Avery carefully pushed them aside and set the stack of files she brought next to them, but something drew her attention. In between the documents was an old newspaper, sticking out. A name bolded across the headline: THE HALE FAMILY SCANDAL—Secrets the public never knew. Slowly, she tilted the paper just enough to see more. A photo. A mansion. And a younger version of Nathaniel standing in between a man and a woman who seemed like a mirror image of him. Scandal? Her throat tightened as she read a line beneath the headline: "Sources claimed the investigation was abruptly closed after undisclosed…"

3, 9 and 11 will take care of room 5 and 6. No. 4, 10 and 13 will take care of room 7 and 8. No.11, 14 and 15 will take care of the rest of the rooms. One's u are done u will wait for my orders. ----------------------------------------- They all agreed in unison and went to different directions to complete the designated tasks. ----------------------------------------- NEET Kate, Bella u both are coming with me to the basement. Ella u will stay here and keep us notified. -----------------------------------------

He knew Bree, though only for just a couple of months he already knew that she would want to move out of his place because she felt bad that she had rejected him. And he was right because that was how it exactly plays out days after they got back. The positive side was that Hazel seemed to take it well, she believed everything her mom said about the need to go back to their sleazy apartment now that the landlord had gotten rid of the mold in their ceiling and he also slapped in new paints and fixtures making sure that Bree would keep quiet of the past situation that had caused her little girl to be hospitalized. Bree was relieved and glad when Mrs. Mancini greeted them, Hazel hugged her tigh

But their show of affection was soon cut short, when we heard footfalls coming down the stairs. “What’s happening here?” The sophisticated and elegant Mrs. Rosewood, Ignacio’s mother, and lady of the house appeared on top of the staircase. Mrs. Rosewood’s appearance is stern. Her eyes are chink, and her high cheekbones equalled her to a few elites, who won’t accept no as an answer.

"You have less than five minutes Ms. Willoughby. The BOD are here already and they don't take unseriousness and lateness lightly. You need to do all you have to do very quickly. Do you understand? And another thing. You ain't making use of the normal conference room. The one at the highest floor is bigger and spacious." "Alright, thank you for keeping me updated. I appreciate your kindness. I will hang up now. We catch up later." Hazel and dropped the phone. She wiped the sweat on her face, reapplying her make up to hide her swollen and red face. She wouldn't concentrate if she kept thinking about Tom and Gerald. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. *****

Rumour had it she had married him only for his wealth, and she never made an attempt to deny these claims. Hazel followed hastily into the room minutes later, a try of drinks in her hands. Lucas Rossi turned his eyes to her, holding her gaze. She looked down immediately. "A drink would be nice." He uttered. Hazel walked slowly to his side, avoiding eye contact as she held the tray before him. "Here, sir." In that moment, Alva came down from her room. Looking beautiful in her dress, Hazel let out a tiny gasp of appreciation at her beauty. Truly it was no doubt that Alva was the beautiful model in the agency yet.

And the war he thought he had ended… may only just be beginning. Ryan rises from the floor, finally comprehending what’s happening before him. Now that his father is gone, he is the new boss. But that’s not what matters now. “Where is Hazel?” They look up. One answers, “She’s in Room Z. The soldiers lift their eyes. One of them speaks. “She’s in Room Z.” Ryan doesn’t wait. He starts marching out. The soldier hurries alongside him, guiding him through the halls. When they are close to the room, the man rushes past him and opens the door for Ryan out of respect.

He agreed. ‘This is really the last time these two are going to meet. I will make sure of that.’ Hazel thought to herself. When they came to an agreement, Hazel turned around and vanished into the building. Cade was curious so he sat back on the bunk of his car to see what floor Hazel was heading to. “This building has only three floors, why is it taking them forever to get into their apartment?” He mumbled when the light in a room on the third floor switched on and the shadow of Hazel and sleeping Ivy appeared on the curtains on the window.