"Am I really at fault for watching my girlfriend dance like that in front of me?" Liam asked, his voice low and dangerous.
Hazel lowered her head slightly, her fingers tightening by her side. Well… it's my fault for teasing him, she thought, biting her lower lip.
"…How can I make it up to you?" she asked softly.
A slow smile spread across Liam's lips. "Kiss me."
She hesitated for a moment before rising slightly on her toes and pressing her lips against his. The kiss was soft and unsure, making Liam pause in slight surprise. He had only meant to tease her, but the moment he realized how inexperienced she was, something in his expression shifted. He took over instantly, deepening the kiss, his hand sliding to her waist as he pulled her closer.
Hazel let out a soft sound, her hands gripping his shirt as he guided her, not giving her a chance to pull away. The kiss became more intense, more demanding, his presence overwhelming her senses. Before she could even think straight, he lifted her effortlessly and placed her on the bed, his body hovering over hers as their lips still moved against each other.
He pulled back slightly, breathing heavier than before, his gaze locked onto her flushed face. "You really don't know what you're doing to me," he murmured, his voice thick with restraint.
Hazel's heart pounded in her chest as she looked at him, unable to respond.
He leaned down again, his lips brushing along her neck, sending a shiver down her spine. His touch was firm yet controlled, teasing her senses, making her body react in ways she didn't fully understand. She clung to him instinctively, her mind going blank as everything around her faded except him.
the next minutes she is naked under him,exploring his muscles and kissing him.
he broke the kiss and stared at her " am not making love to you tonight but am going to lick and taste you down there so you won't have any thought but Me and how my tongue is in you".
he then spread her laps apart and dug his mouth into her honey pot.
"ouch Liam" "oh gawwd" " please,uh" she moaned as he licked and such her pussy lips.
he bit her pussy as his tongue fucked her."uhh Liam plss". right now she can't think straight.
"cum for me love" he said as he rub her clit. " aaaaaaaaaaaah" " it coming ".she spilled her juice.
panting and weak on the bed,he sucked the remaining cum out of her. he kissed her lips as she tasted herself. then he laid down beside her and held her tight.
He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, completely different from before, calmer and softer. "Sleep," he added.
His voice carried a strange warmth, and before she knew it, her eyes felt heavy. Within moments, she drifted into a deep sleep.
The next morning, Hazel slowly opened her eyes and turned to the other side of the bed. It was empty. She sat up slightly, looking around the room, and then her gaze landed on him.
Liam stood not far from the bed, a towel wrapped loosely around his waist. Her eyes traced the tattoo that stretched from his chest to his back, her curiosity taking over.
Is that a dragon… or a snake? she wondered silently, completely focused.
Liam had been watching her the entire time.
"Like what you're seeing, love?" he said with a faint smile.
Hazel snapped out of it immediately and covered her eyes. "Don't look at me!"
He walked closer and gently pulled her hands away. "You can look as much as you want," he said, holding her chin lightly so she faced him. "You're only allowed to look at me anyway."
Her cheeks turned red instantly. Then she realized something and looked down.
She wasn't wearing anything.
"Ah!" she quickly grabbed the bedsheet and wrapped it tightly around herself. "Stop looking at me!"
"I've already seen everything," he replied calmly, his gaze not leaving her.
Hazel turned away, embarrassed, but her reaction only seemed to amuse him.
"…I still can't get enough of you," he whispered near her ear, making her shiver.
Before she could react, he kissed her again, pulling her closer. His hand rested on her waist, holding her firmly as if she belonged there.
Hazel felt herself getting lost again, her body reacting before her mind could catch up. But then—
I have class.
She quickly pushed him away, her face flushed, and wrapped the bedsheet tighter around herself before rushing into the bathroom.
When she came out, four maids were already standing in line, each holding different outfits. They bowed respectfully.
"Ma, we were instructed by our boss to dress you."
Hazel paused for a moment. Ma? That sounds weird… she thought before nodding. "Okay… let me see."
They showed her the clothes one by one. She frowned slightly at most of them. "Too long… too covered… not my style…" she muttered before picking one. "This one is manageable."
"Yes, ma."
As she got dressed, the maids exchanged silent glances.
She's calling him by his name…
"Where is Liam?" Hazel asked casually.
"At the dining room, waiting for you."
"And my clothes?"
"…They've been disposed of. That was his instruction."
Hazel frowned slightly. "That jerk…"
When she stepped out, even the maids couldn't hide their amazement at how naturally beautiful she looked.
"No wonder the boss brought her here…" one whispered quietly.
"Do you want makeup, ma?"
"I don't really use makeup."
They looked surprised. "Really?"
"Yeah."
"What about jewelry?"
"I'm fine. Just take me to Liam."
She walked into the dining area and sat down.
"Liam, why did you burn my clothes?" she asked directly.
"They were too revealing," he replied calmly.
"This one isn't even my style."
"You don't have other options."
Hazel rolled her eyes and started eating.
"About your request," Liam said after a moment, "after school?"
"Sure."
"I'll pick you up—"
"No need," she interrupted. "Just send the address. Vorden will take us."
Liam paused briefly, then nodded. "Fine."
Hazel took out her phone and texted Dior while eating.
[Please bring my clothes to school. I'm at Liam's mansion]
[OK babe]
[Thanks]
She finished eating and stood up. "I'll be going now."
"My driver will take you."
"No, I'll manage. I don't want attention."
"…Fine."
Just as she turned to leave, Liam grabbed her wrist and pulled her back into him, pressing a firm kiss against her lips.
"Don't forget," he whispered, his voice low, "you're mine."
Her heart skipped.
"Let me go… they're staring…"
"But you tormented me yesterday," he murmured before kissing her again, then finally letting her go.
Hazel quickly left the mansion.
The moment she stepped out—
Liam's expression turned cold and deadly.
"No one speaks about what happened here," he said, his voice sharp and filled with authority. "If I hear a word… you die."
"Yes, sir," the maids responded immediately, fear evident in their voices.
Without another glance, he walked away.
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