𝙍𝘼𝙋𝙃𝘼𝙀𝙇'𝙎 𝙋𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙃𝙊𝙐𝙎𝙀
Elsa couldn't come out of her room after what happened between her and Raphael.
She felt too embarrassed to come out of her room to see him until he leaves for work.
Her cheeks flushed pink as she recalled how he fingered her, She felt her insides throb at the thought and she was starting to feel hot at the thought of it.
She still couldn't believe that she let him do that to her... She also couldn't believe that she loved his fingers inside her and she still wanted more.
Elsa instinctively took in her lips when she remembered how he called her baby so softly...It makes her melt like icecream instantly and she'd find herself smiling whenever it came to her mind.
And then,Her mind went to when she stroked his c-ck,His groans that made her stomach warm,His moans that made her wet just by hearing it.
Elsa giggled when she remembered his reaction when she stopped stroking his c-ck.
"What a sweet revenge"She smirked to herself and giggled again.
She was smiling widely just thinking about him and her heart was beating fast against her chest.
𝙃𝙊𝙏𝙀𝙇,𝙄𝙏𝘼𝙇𝙔.
Hazel stepped out of the bathroom feeling like a new born baby,Her dark hair was slightly wet but dry sticking to her face and she was wearing a long white shirt that reached her thighs.
Hazel's eyes moved to Liam who was fast asleep on the couch while shirtless and his face looked so relaxed with his dark hair looking rough but cute.
Her eyes trailed down his pointed nose and then to his lips looking full and inviting... She silently wondered how it'll feel like to kiss him.
Her eyes widened slightly when she realized what she was thinking and she immediately dismissed it from her head....How would Dawson react? He'd definitely kill her for sure so she looked away from Liam's lips.
She continued staring at his handsome face with a bright smile and her hands itched to touch him,To brush that rough hair away from his cute face.
She bit her lips lightly and walked quietly to the couch so he doesn't wake up and she stretched out her hand to stroke his hair.
Gosh! His hair was so soft like feathers. Her hand brushed the rough strands away from Liam's face and she smiled again.
Hazel's fingers trailed down his face,To his cheekbones, his cute nose, and finally, his lips.
She touched his lips and they parted slightly making her breath hitch and then his eyes suddenly flew open.
She gasped and immediately removed her hand from his face blushing heavily.
"Good morning!"She squeaked, wishing the ground would just open and swallow her.
How the hell was she supposed to explain why she was touching him?
Liam chuckled staring at her flustered face with a huge smile.
"Nothing feels better than seeing your pretty face the moment I woke up" Liam said truthfully still smiling and Hazel's blush deepened and she looked away from him.
"I..I.. I'm sorry for..."
"For touching my face and lips?.... I'm not complaining Hazel. You can touch me whenever you want,I don't mind."He stated gently staring at her intensely and she felt her face grow even hotter.
"Okay"She responded quietly, not knowing what to say to him.
"Did you sleep well?"He asked softly, getting up from the couch and was now standing so close to her.
Gosh, His scent! So masculine. She swallowed hard and nodded.
"I did and you?"
"I slept well too"He replied with his deep voice.
"I'm sorry about last night, I shouldn't have snached your phone away from you like that. Are you still mad at me?"He continued with soft eyes and she felt a fuzzy feeling in her stomach.
"I'm not mad you,I was never mad at you...I was just...."
"Scared"He said, interrupting her words and she freezed. "You looked scared, You were trembling just because he called. Why?"
Hazel pressed her lip together firmly unable to speak with her heart pounding hard against her chest.
She didn't know how to respond to his question so she kept quiet... She took in a deep breath and turned around to leave but he grabbed her arm, pulling her close to him.
"Does he hurt you Hazel?"He asked with clenched jaw, His grip on her tightening.
"N..no"Her lips trembled and he immediately knew she was lying to him.
"Don't lie to me Hazel, Goddamn it Hazel I hate it when you always lie to me. Tell me the truth,Does that fucking Asshole hit you?...Why were you so scared last night? Does he hurt you? Please talk to me... Please"
Hazel's breath caught hard in her throat and she felt her eyes well up in tears at his questions.
"H..he doesn't hurt me"She responded trembling already.
"Don't you trust me?"He asked softly, feeling his heart aching as he saw her tears.
"I..I do"She responded,A tear slipping out of her eyes. "It's just... You don't understand Liam, Please don't Ask me anything... Don't ask me please...."
"FUCKING MAKE ME UNDERSTAND, I WANT TO UNDERSTAND!"He shouted in Anger and furstration still holding her tightly.
"You keep lying to me, I want to help you but you keep fucking lying to me, asking me not to ask you questions. Why the hell can't I ask you questions! Why can't you trust me, why can't you talk to me?"Liam asked staring at her shocked expression.
"I swear on my fucking life, if I fucking find out that he hurts you or lays his hands on you then he's fucking dead"Liam growled, realising her arm and walked into the bathroom, slamming the door hard that she flinched.
Her stomach tightened and she felt like crying so hard but she held it all in and sat on the couch still trembling.
She had never seen Liam so angry before...He had never yelled at her before but today...H..he but he was right... She deserved it.
Few minutes later,The bathroom door opened and Liam came out fully dressed in his casual outfit.
He didn't even spare her a glance and she felt like she had been stabbed against her chest.
"I'm heading out to go make arrangements for the the event and to speak with Mr Marco"He said still not looking at her and her chest tightened more.
"Okay, I'll just go dress quic...."
"No. Stay here,I don't want you to accompany me"He cut her off and she stared at him in surprise.
"W... why? Is it about the..."
"No, Just stay here. Order something to eat from a restaurant you want, I'll pay. Make sure you rest, I'll be back late and don't wait up for me"He said to her and then left leaving Hazel confused with her heart aching badly.
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The cab came to a stop and Axton stepped out first,His mother followed unfolding the wheelchair and she looked at Axton who was leaning against the car.
"Do I have to tell you everything, Axton? Carry Evelyn out of the car. You know she's still weak."
Axton grumbled under his breath and scowled at Cecilia who was staring at him blankly.
Nevertheless, he carefully lifted her out of the cab, carrying her in a bridal style and headed towards the front door of their apartment still Frowning while his mother payed the cab man.
Cecilia's face was pressed against his chest and she inhaled his unique scent of cologne.
Axton's mother immediately rushed to open the door and Axton stepped into the apartment with Cecilia still in his arms and she stared around the house curiously.
Their house was Modern and the living room was tiny with two small couches and a small coffee table and there was family photos hung up on the wall.
Axton dropped Cecilia on the couch and she didn't even bother to thank him,His frown deepened and he looked away from her in annoyance.
"Welcome to your new home Evelyn, You can stay with us for as long as you want till you return back to your family okay"Axton's mother said smiling warmly and Cecilia nodded with her sweaty hands on lap.
She was somehow not comfortable in the small space and she silently wondered why cuz their home was really beautiful.
"Axton,Get her a glass of water, I'll go arrange the guest room for her"
Axton groaned again and Cecilia smiled secretly kinda amused by his grumpy behavior.
He returned with a glass of water, holding it out to her without standing too close.
She stretched out her weak hands to collect it but her fingers trembled and the glass fell from her hand, shattering into pieces on the floor.
Her eyes widened and Axton's eyes softened for a moment before he sighed lifting her legs up on the couch.
"Don't move. I'll go get something to clean it up" he grumbled, walking away to fetch a broom and dustpan.