EVERSTON INC • 7PM
Liam sat at his desk, looking through a file.
He enjoyed working at night, finding solace in the peaceful atmosphere and his favorite coffee. His thoughts were interrupted by Hazel, She was still at the off despite the late hour. He wondered if she was still there.
Standing from his seat, he headed towards the door. As he stepped out of his office, his gaze fell upon Hazel, engrossed in a book. Her eyes were focused, but he could see that she was tired. Why hadn't she gone home?
"Mrs Hazel," he called out softly, opting for a more formal address despite his preference for using her name without adding the word 'Mrs'
She jumped slightly,Her eyes lifting up from the book to as she heard his deep voice.
"S...sir..."She stuttered, adjusting her glasses and immediately stood up. "I didn't know you were here"
"Why are you still here, Hazel?" he asked, his voice softening.
Hazel hesitated, closing her book slowly. "I'm waiting for someone_"
Liam's eyes narrowed slightly. "Your husband?"He asked with a frown and she nodded slowly.
His frown deepened, She was always waiting for her husband and sometimes he doesn't show up and then he had to drive her home whenever it was late.
Liam's gaze lingered on her face for a moment before he nodded. "Alright. But please, go home and get some rest. You look exhausted."
"Y..Yes sir, He'll be here soon"She responded and then he nodded again, walking back into his office.
THIRTY MINUTES LATER
Thirty minutes had passed, and Hazel was still at the office. Her eyes felt heavy, her muscles weak, and she was exhausted. She tried calling her husband, Dawson, again, but he wasn't answering his calls as usual. He was always busy.
She suddenly heard footsteps and looked up to see her boss, Liam, frowning at her. She swallowed, dropping her phone.
"He still hasn't come yet?" he asked, and she shook her head. His jaw clenched, and he walked towards her slowly.
"I'll drive you home." It wasn't a request,it sounded like an order she couldn't refuse.
"Okay," she said, gathering her things nervously. She stood up straight, smiling lightly at him.
"Shall we?" She nodded and walked slowly, with Liam behind her.
The car stopped, and Liam's eyes went to his secretary, who was fast asleep in his car. She looked exhausted, tired, and...beautiful, even with her glasses.
Unable to stop himself, he brushed a strand of hair from her face, and her eyes opened. She froze for a moment, and Liam took back his hand.
"I'm sorry," he said, and Hazel quickly replied,"It's fine, sir. Thanks for dropping me off."
With that, she hurriedly left the car, her heart hammering against her chest.
Hazel took out her spare key and unlocked the door. She slowly walked in, surprised to see the lights turned on.
That meant Dawson was home, but he hadn't come to pick her up. She headed towards their room and saw him lying on the bed, his eyes staring at her.
"Good evening," she greeted softly. "I was waiting for you, Dawson, but..."
"Who dropped you off?" he asked, his voice cold. Her heart skipped a beat. "M...my boss," she responded, her voice shaking.
"Your boss," he repeated slowly, and she nodded.
"How many times have I told you to never let him drop you off here? Are you sleeping with him?" he asked, his voice loud, and Hazel flinched.
"No, I'm not sleeping with him. He only offered to drop me off, and I accepted..."
"Come here," he ordered lowly, and her eyes was filled with fear. She didn't move.
"I said, come here!" he growled, and she immediately walked towards the bed, her hands shaking.
"Get on the bed," he ordered, his voice cold. Hazel's heart sped up; she was trembling with fear. She got on the bed.
"Take off your clothes," he ordered, his voice firm and commanding.
Her Eyes widened, She shook her head at his words and his eyes flashed with anger.
"Are you saying no to me?"
She shook her head immediately,Her lips trembling in fear. "It's not that, I..I can't have S*x today Dawson... I'm still sore from last night and I'm also exhausted from work"
Hazel gulped as she finished talking. He always wanted to have s*x with her only when he was angry,He would vent the anger on her while having s*x and it was always painful not enjoyable. She couldn't remember the last time he made sweet love to her.
She gasped, Her eyes widened when he suddenly pinned her to the bed and began taking off her clothes forcefully.
"Dawson... Please"She begged her eyes filled with tears. "I...I can't do it"
But all the pleading went to waste,He didn't even look at her. Didn't pity her, Didn't even care. He thrusted into her and began f-king her forcefully.
She was crying and pleading for him to stop but he didn't. All she got was more slaps on her face and then she gave up.
She let him use her body as he pleased, feeling numb. And when he was finally done, almost tearing her V-gina. He pulled out and then walked into the bathroom.
And then she broke into uncontrollable sobs.
Her life was a mess.
AT A HOTEL
Rapheal smirked as he arrived at the hotel. He was so tired from work and he needed to relieve that stress. He had been looking forward to fuck the receptionist he met at at his dad's office.
Just thinking about f-king her made him hard,He couldn't wait to do it as soon as possible before he goes crazy.
As he approached the reception desk, he pulled out his black card to pay for the room. But when he tried to use it, the machine declined the transaction.
Rapheal's eyes narrowed in confusion. He tried the card again, but it was declined once more.
The receptionist, a polite-looking woman with a friendly smile, looked at him apologetically. "I'm sorry, sir. It seems like your card has been declined."
Rapheal's expression turned to confusion. What was going on? He knew he had more than enough money in his account to cover the cost of the room and more.
The money that was in his account could be used till he gets old and it will still remain for his great grand children so why wasn't it working?
"Try another card," he barked at the receptionist, his patience running out.
The receptionist nodded and tried another card, but it was also declined. Rapheal's annoyance was growing by the minute.
"What's going on here?" he demanded, his voice loud and authoritative. "I know I have money in my account."
The receptionist looked at him nervously. "I apologize, sir. But it seems like your account has been frozen."
Rapheal's eyes widened in shock. Frozen? He quickly pulled out his phone and dialed his father's number. This had to be his father's doing but why would he freeze his account for no reason unless.....
Was he doing this to make him agree to get married?
Ha!
He kept calling and calling his dad but he wasn't responding, Rapheal kicked the nearest wall in anger and cursed deeply.
Fuck,Fuck, Fuck. He ran his fingers through his hair and dialed Liam's number.
But he wasn't answering too.
He cursed again and walked out of the hotel,His d-ck still fucking hard in his pants. He needed to release badly but now he couldn't even pay for a hotel room and he hated taking women to his penthouse.
He hated it alot. No woman had ever been to his house or bedroom. He never allowed it.
A thought crossed his mind and he dialed the only woman that lets him f-ck her in her house, Cecilia.
She answered almost immediately like she was expecting his call.
"Hey Baby, oh my Gosh, I'm so happy. You never call me but today....."
Rapheal rolled his eyes, annoyed that she was talking too much. She was probably thinking that he's falling in love with her but the truth was,He only wanted a p-ssy badly and she was the only one available.
"Can I come over?"He asked curtly.
"Sure, I'll be waiting"Cecilia responded immediately,Her voice excited.
Rapheal hanged up and immediately got into his car. He was going to have a talk with his dad later but for now,He needed to fuck.
FREDRICKS MANSION
Elsa finished reading and was about to sleep when she heard a car honk. Thinking it was her dad, she stood up happily and peeped from her window.
It wasn't her dad's car but someone else's. She peeped down from her window and a gasp escaped her lips when she saw it was Rapheal. She blinked. Her lips parted, her cheeks flushed, her heart beat faster as she stared at him.
"Angel Raph," she muttered, blushing lightly. That was the nickname she gave to him when he saved her from some bullies at a party. That was the last day they both talked... Infact he didn't even talk to her that day except when he saved her, and it seemed he really disliked her, but Elsa didn't understand why.
He was leaning against the car, looking devilishly handsome with a stick of cigarettes between his lips. Her eyes traced his handsome face, his dark hair, his eyes. He had become more handsome since the last time she saw him; he even had a lip piercing.
She couldn't stop staring at him, and when his eyes lifted up to her room window, she gasped again. Their gazes locked for a few seconds, and he looked away frowning.
Elsa's smile faltered when she saw her stepsister approach him, and they kissed deeply. Her heart felt like it had been ripped to pieces. She looked away from them and drew the curtains.