Hazel POV
He kissed her hard and started to stroke her breast and body..."Uh huh" she moaned
"You want me to sleep with you... I will show you how I fuck my mistress",He dipped two fingers in her honey pot and started to pound it in her
"Uhhhhhhhhh" He teased and rubbed her clits till she saw stars and came on his fingers, "Oh.." She gasped.. "Stop it.."
"I won't till I mould u to my shape.. Till u can't think of anything but me" He held her hands down and she tried to stop him... "Stop struggling... And call me daddy"
"I won't call u that... Ouch..." He slapped her boobs hard and sucked on her nipples till they were so pink
He plunged his monster cock in her and started to pound on her mercilessly, "Please stop... Uhh... Ohh.. Omg"
"Call me daddy.. Say it bitch...." he fuck her faster "Daddy please too fast" he move to her
ear " you must be sick if you think I care about how a mistress feel"
He drove more in her and pounded harder, " ah l_Liam ah" she gasped as her voice broken,he grip her tightening until she cried out.
"you sound so perfect bitch" he said, thrusting
deeper "call me again " "ahhh li...Liam" she said from the force of his thrust.
not listening to her pleas till he came in her..
Hazel lay completely exhausted, her body too weak to move as sleep slowly claimed her. Her breathing was uneven, her energy drained from everything that had just happened. She didn't even have the strength to think, let alone count how long it had lasted.
Liam pulled her gently closer into his arms, his expression softening as he looked down at her sleeping face.
"I almost lost you today…" he whispered, pressing a light kiss against her forehead as he held her tighter.
Carefully, without disturbing her, he reached for his phone and dialed.
"Get me the security camera footage from 2:00 to 2:10," he said coldly. "And bring Lina to me."
"Sure… but what about your friend? Did her surprise—"
"Do what I said," Liam cut him off sharply. "And stop asking questions."
"…Yes."
He ended the call and looked back at Hazel, his hand brushing gently across her cheek.
"So you wanted to surprise me…" he murmured quietly. "Don't worry… I'll fix everything."
He stood up, got dressed quickly, and stepped into his office.
"Did you get it?" he asked as soon as he saw Jacob.
"Yes. But… where is Hazel?"
Liam's gaze turned sharp. "Show her some respect."
Jacob paused. "Sorry… where is Miss Hazel?"
"She's resting. It's been a long flight, she's exhausted."
Jacob gave him a knowing look. "You two are more than just friends."
"We're just friends," Liam replied flatly.
"Alright… if you say so. I've sent the footage."
"Good. You can leave."
"But there's still a lot of work—"
"I said leave. Handle it yourself."
Jacob sighed. "You really are pushing everything onto me."
Liam didn't respond.
"Fine," Jacob muttered before walking out.
A few moments later, Lina entered nervously.
"Sir… you called for me?"
Liam's expression darkened immediately.
"Do you even realize what you've done?"
She lowered her head, trembling. "I'm sorry, sir…"
"You're fired."
"Sir, please—"
"Don't make me repeat myself."
"…Yes, sir."
She quickly left, fear evident in her steps.
Liam exhaled slowly before returning to his private room. Hazel was still asleep, peaceful and unaware of everything that had unfolded.
He gently wrapped her in the bedsheet, making sure she was fully covered, then carefully lifted her into his arms.
Taking the private elevator down to the parking lot, he carried her to the car and placed her inside with care. He got in beside her and signaled the driver.
As the car moved, Liam held her close again, his expression unreadable—but his grip said everything.