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Authors pov.

After freshening up, Hazel went down stairs with the use of the stair case, even if it looked too many she preferred it to the elevator.

She walked down to meet the maids carrying a trail of food to a place she figured would be the dining hall and she followed them, still panting and trying to catch all the breath she had lost just from climbing down the stairs.

Her mouth dropped at the new heaven that was staring right back at her, everything in the dining room was made of glass and decorated with gold, Axel's house is the pure definition of paradise.

“You really need to get your house a lift.”Hazel breathed out roughly the moment she walked into the dining hall to meet him already eating.

He raised his gaze to meet hers but his eyes feel on her exposed belly.

She was wearing a crop top and a distressed shorts, the curve from her breast to her hips was visible to his eyes and it got him hooked.

Slowly he batted his lashes and took a sip from his juice.

“Anything for you baby gir....”

“Momma!” She gshut him up even before she could realize it and he stared up at her before letting out a smile.

“Pretence would be the end of you, momma, so you enjoy hearing me call you momma?”His lips twitched into a mischievous smile and she rolled her eyes opening the plate and dishing herself some food.

Silence fell in as they both munched their food silently, just the clash of spoon and fork could be heard.

Minutes fell and the awkward silence came to an end by the beep of Hazel’s phone.

She checked the caller and it was her boyfriend, Armstrong, she dropped her spoon and giggled slightly.

Axel noticed the look on her face and his face formed into a frown, his hand tightening around his fork as he wondered why she was grinning so happily.

“Hello, babe.” Armstrong's tin voice came out from the other end and Hazel grinned and sip from her juice just so she could push the food that was stuck in her tbroat.

Hazel knew that she had to reciprocate all his plesantries, but she was not comfortable being with Axel and speaking so lovely.

“Excuse me,” she made to leave but Axel shut her with a dagger glare. With cold eyes and stern voice he questioned.

“Where are you going?”

Hazel gulps down the fear that ran through her body.

“Hello,” Armatrong voice came in worriedly from the other end.

“Seat!” He instructed, with a stern voice and his face completely void of emotion. Hazel had known Axel all her life and she knew the voice he had now, should not be questioned. Her ass hit the chair and she gulped down nothing.

She wandered why he was being that way.

“Hello, babe.” she breathed out quickly and Armstrong stood a minute before replying.

Axel bit slightly on his lips after hearing Hazel call Armstrong the unexpected name, he cast her a hard glare but she was quick to stare away, not minding the look he had.

“What's happening over there? Where are you are you in Washington already?” he inquired in just a minute and she inhaled slightly.

Hazel hated to be in a sit like this, and Axel is not being any different from her father, suffocating her life at every given space.

“Where do I start from Armstrong, up have asked me so many questions already.”

“It's okay to start from anywhere.”

“I am in Washington already, and I won't be seeing you till tomorrow, my dad insist that I stay with a close relative.” she explained ignoring the ferocious glare that was coming from Axel.

Armstrong inhaled silently and Hazel could hear the disappointment, but it wasn't her fault.

“I am sorry.” she breathed out softly and he nods like she could see him.

“It's okay, we have school hours to our self.” he muttered, relieving her off the guilt she was feeling.

“Yes, yes,” she smiled softly and sipped from her drink.

“I will call you later at night, I have to go now.”

“Okay baby, I love you.” Armstrong was far from believing what Hazel said and he purposely said the love swear just so he could be clear she isn't with a guy.

Hazel hated that she had to reciprocate and she knew that Armstrong was a jealous type he might just pick offense if she doesn't reply, and Axel might be young but he is like a father to her and she had to accord him that respect, however, she doesn't want to be on the wrong side with the one she had loved all her life.

“I love you too.” she let out softly before hanging up.

“Who was that?” His gaze was fixed to his food while he took a spoon full to his mouth, not sparing her a glance, trying so hard not to seem affected or jealous.

“It's none of your business..” she snaps at him and he shut her a very dangerous glare the one that told her that she had to speak or keep shut and not question his authority.

“I have every right, you are in my house and it is my duty to watch over you.” he finally found something to back himself up.

“Who else am I supposed to be saying the ‘love swear to,?” she dug deep into her food.

“Girls are unpredictable these days, I do not know if you are practicing lesbianism” he replied with a stern voice yet there was so much sarcasm.

Hazel had earlier thought that he was angry because he was jealous.

“I am not lesbian, Axel. I was speaking to my boyfriend.” she blurted out nonchalantly.

Axel felt his heart stiffned at the utterrance of that word. He shut her a dagger stare, which she did queit well to ignore.

He couldn't believe that she had a boyfriend, but it was coming directly from her, and he had no reason to doubt her.

“So you have a boyfriend now?” the tone in his voice was different and he sounded like she was committing a big sin, too grave to be pardoned.

However, on his own part, she was committing a big sin for having a boyfriend when he is here, waiting to taste her, when he has waited so patiently for her to grow.

“Is there a problem with that?” she averted her gaze from her phone and he scoffed.

“How long have you know him?” he ignored her question.

“Roughly two years.” she replied confidently and he scoffed.

“I hope he is hitting the spot, really well.” he suppress his not so obvious nerves with a drink and Hazel shut him a smug glare.

She hated how raw he is, but he has always been that way.

“Everything is not always sex Axel.”

“What is it about?” he arched his brows confused yet sarcastic and she foamed in anger.

He grin at the expression on her face.

“Your boyfriend is not man enough. It is not possible to have such hot cake without ramming into her one or two times per day.”

“What the fuck, Axel.” she stared at him disgustingly.

“Your boyfriend doesn't know how to fuck baby girl. I could help him take the place.

“How many times have you both had sex?”

Hazel hated how raw Axel is, she had tried adapting to it, however, she hated herself for liking and always wanting to hear him speak this way.

“We have not had sex before.”

He accidentally slipped the juice in his mouth, Axel stared up at her and he gulped down slightly at the sudden wave of happiness that flushed through him.

His eyes scanned her body and landed on her heavy ttboobs, the thought of being the first person to bury his cock into her nagging him.

“What are you thinking, why are you so quiet?”

“I am just examining your physic and wondering how it would be to be your first, perhaps the one sex would reset your factory and keep you in check!” his husky voice sent a series of chills down her spine and it got her wondering how it would feel to have him touch her. Hazel could swear that she hated this man so very much, but she would always enjoy the dirty talks his mouth entertained them with.

The way his eyes travelled down her body made her twitch.

“You sure haven't changed a bit.” she rolled her eyes balls faking annoyance and he chuckled.

“Do not ever receive a call while eating, I won't mind smashing it and buying you another one.”His voice was stern and commanding but it had this soothing undertone that left her quivering and hoping that he speaks again.

The rest of the meal was devoured in silence.

After eating and exploring the house with her eyes, Hazel decided that it was time for her to return back to her bed, and sleep so that she could wake up early, but the hight of the stairs was killing her and the elevator was not a thing to consider at all, and Axel had been on call for long.

She decided to push through.

With determination she began to ascend the stairs, gradually she would stop to catch her breath, her legs were already quivering and she was not even close to the top.

Slowly she felt something hard rounding her waste and taking her into a bridal style.

Taking in his scent she inhaled slightly.

At first she didn't want to be in this hand, but the feeling of warmth that followed made her to settle into his arms, while he took her up, her hands wrapping firmly around his neck.

“You are so feeble, I wonder how you would take my dick if you can not take these stairs.” his saggy voice caused her to thrill, and her mind drifted to the thoughts of how huge his dick could be.

She settled into his arms, her heavy tits pressing into his hard chest.

“I am not feeble I am soft.” she pouted and he chuckles softly.

Axel felt the soft press of her tits against his hard chest, the feeling of sparkles travelled around his body and made his dick to budge in his trouser.

Unexpected intense moment.

ON HER DADDY’S BED!

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Authors pov.

Axel carried her all the way to her room, while she just wrapped her hand firmly around his neck, her head placed gently on his chest.

She placed her on the bed and arranged the duvet to cover her body, her really wish he could plant a kiss on her forehead and eventually trail the kiss down to her pussy hole.

“I am not a baby, Axel.Stop treating me like one.” she pouted and adjusted her head on her pillow, comfortable.

“Go to bed, baby girl, you need to wake up early.” his rocky voice came out stern and she arranged the duvet properly before nodding to him while he walked out majestically.

He shut the door behind him and stared down at his dick.

“Fuck!”he cursed, just the gentle pout of her mouth made his dick to budge. Axel was damn sure that he can't guarantee how long he would stay with her and not touch her, but first, he needs to find evidence about the motherfucker that is hovering around her, he won't spare him at all.

The next day!

Hazel walked out of the room, neatly dressed and ready for school. She stared down at the stairs that already seem to be a workload entirely, slowly she began to walk down the stairs.

It was easier for her to descend the stairs than to ascend it.

Successful she ascended the stairs and made her way to the dining hall, Axel was not in the dining hall, so it was a peaceful way to start her morning, she ate quietly and stood up ready to go, but that familiar cologne gripped her nostril and she tilted her head backward to see Axel ascending the stairs sophisticatedly .

He seemed different from usual. She couldn’t quite understand what was different about him, but his hair was curled into another style his eye lashes was queit different from the normal one, his eyes were sparkling and his skin glowed she thought it was beautiful as ever.

But why did her stomach flip every time he came near?

They looked each other in the eyes as he approached each other and Hazel’s heart started beating fast as he bored his eyes into her skin.

Her cheeks flamed hot with his intense gaze. His presence caused shivers and goose bump to ran down her spine. Hazel never noticed that she was nervous, till she noticed his eyes on the curve of her hips or her calves. She felt more exposed under his gaze than anywhere else in her life.

She allowed herself to savor the moment, she kept glaring till she didn't know that he was already standing in front of her.

“Your hands will do a lot better than your eyes, little one.” he let out a calm smile and Hazel wondered what it was about him that got her really hooked.

“Where are you going to dress so differently?” she inquired ignoring his silly talks.

“You do not think that I kill people to make money, do you?”

“It's as simple as telling me you are heading to work, right.” she rolled her eyes and he grinned calmly.

“You are running late, I have assigned a driver to the new BMW, outside. it has always been your dream car since you were a baby so I decided to get one for you.”

Hazel felt like her soul was going to leave her, she had always loved BMW, but her father was not a fan of portable cars, so he never got any for her, and to think that he still remembers all her favorite wishes, what could she interpret that as?

She blinked feeling a bit emotional.

“Thank you so.” she appreciated calmly, but he was back to the usual him, cold and calm.

“Get going, this is not Texa’s, you will run late, in a swift he walked past her and walked into his car which was accompanied by three other cars, she wasn't bothered, she has known him all her life and she knows that he was always acting like a saint and a devil.

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Crystal colleague.

She stepped out of the car the moment her body guards opened the door for her, she stood tall and stared at the school she has dreamt all her life about.

In no time Tracy and Armstrong were standing next to her.

“You took so long.” Armstrong walked closer to her and pulled her into a hug.

“I didn't wake up early, and I had to eat before leaving the house.

“We are finally here at our dream school.”Tracy whispered and they all chuckled.

“We are finally here together.”Armstrong added and they all smiled.

Hazel stood at the gate of the school with her friend and her boyfriend, while they stared at their dream college, finally, they could see clearly and physically and not just from the phone and magazines, and finally, they could all be together.

“I have missed you so much, babe.” Armstrong pulled her into a kiss, and she managed to reciprocate the kiss.

“I have missed you too.” she breathed out softly and Tracy rolled her eyes playfully at them.

“You know what, I think I need to get myself a man!” she yells out looking frustrated, but she was not close to that.

Hazel and Armstrong let out a chuckle, as they both held each other, while they stare at the dramatic Tracy who had been heaving frustratingly like she was jealous of them.

“I am glad you are finally here, Hazel, we are going to spend lots of time together, plan out our future work towards it and live our dream life.” Armstrong’s hand held her tiny waist firmly as he made those wishes, staring directly into her eyes.

“I pray so too.” her face stretched into a smile and he pulled her into another round of kisses, that she broke within some seconds.

She wasn't a fan of intimate affairs, to her it's just something plain, and she never feels anything like sparkles, as they talk about in books, whenever she kisses her boyfriend, for that reason she doesn't really fancy all of the intimate affairs.

Hazel and Tracy had attended two lectures for the day and they had no other lecture to attend till the next day, but they were waiting at the cafeteria for Armstrong.

“Don’t you think it would be right for you to tell Armstrong who you are living with?” Tracy broke the silence that has been living between them for eternity.

Hazel shot her a glare.

“You think it's going to be funny?” she asked in a rather serious tone and Tracy inhaled slightly.

“It's going to be terrible if he finds out himself.”

“Who would tell him? you?” Her voice was quiet authoritative and a hint of range could be detected.

“You know I will never do that.”

“Then take a chill pill and relax, Tracy. He is not going to find out.”

Silence fell again as Tracy pounded well on the topic, she was only scared that Hazel might get caught up in the mess, eventually, she waved the thought aside.

“So how is Mr hottie doing?”Tracy broke the silence with her question, alongside a chuckle and Hazel scoffed.

“What's so hot about him, Tracy? He doesn't even look nice.” she rolled her eyes and concentrated more on her phone.

Tracy cleared her throat distinctively at the lie Hazel threw.

“You know that's a huge lie.”

“He is no hot guy, Tracy. He is an ugly duckling.” Pretense would be the end of her just like Axel remarked, no matter how she twisted it, she knew that Axel is really handsome and they are barely up to two guys that would match up to his hotness and uniqueness, but she hated that ladies threw their self shamelessly at him, she can't stand a man that fucks anything under a skirt.

“If I have Armstrong as a boyfriend I will end up leaving him for Axel, who knows you might do the same.” she chuckled and Hazel shut her upwith a glare.

“You are the only one fooling over him, Tracy. I do not want a dog!” her look was quite distinctive and all she had in her eyes was repulsiveness.

“That's not funny, Hazel, our idol, and Ceo is not a dog,” she replied faking anger, while Hazel ignored her.

The rest of their stay was in silence till Armstrong reached out to them and they all departed to their various houses.

Hazel had returned from school and stayed in her room all through the day.

It was evening already and she decided to visit the living room since her day had been a bit boring.

She visited the bar in the house and her eyes met with a whole lot of familiar and unfamiliar drinks.

She reached for one drink that looked clearly like juice. She poured it out into a cup and decided to watch a little movie and while away her boring time till Axel returned from work.

Slumping into the chair, she turned on her favorite Telemundo channel and it was her favorite movie, on the show. ‘Getting Wild With the Enemy.’

She settled into the chair, curling herself into the two-seater after turning off the entire light, and slowly she began to sip from the alcohol she saw as juice, however, it tasted so much like juice and Hazel never noticed it, till the moment when a sex scene from her favorite movie came up.

Her eye was glued to the screen as Will’s hand moved into Rachel’s pussy, fucking her roughly while Rachel moaned out his name.

Hazel felt her body tense at the pleasurable sight of how well his hand worked wonders into her pussy.

Slowly she felt her pussy shrinking and spurting from the dirty scene in front of her.

The sultry movement of Will’s hand against Rachel's pussy made her mind wander off to Axel.

Her mind described the size and length of his hands and how well it would make her feel if he held her like this.

Hazel closed her eyes to block out the image of how good his big manly hands are, how they will stroke her body so gently that she can feel him everywhere while at the same time making her orgasm with only the sound of her own voice.

It didn't make any sense, why she was thinking about Axel instead of her boyfriend, but it also didn't make any sense as to why she suddenly wanted to feel him so damn bad.

Slowly the thought of him cogged her mind and she began to fondle her boobs to the thought of how well he would make her feel if he was the one doing the stroking.

She took another gulp of alcohol and began to think about kissing him, licking his lips, biting them until she left marks.

Hazel sighed as the image flooded her brain, and she knew she could get drunk just looking at what she imagined, so, without wasting more energy she slipped her hands into the cloth that her erect nipples had been threatening to rip away, slowly she started to fondle her breast with the thought of Axel sucking her to orgasm.

It was clear enough that all she was doing was influencing intoxication, but she liked the feeling that this drunkness brought to her.

“Ummm.” she moaned out softly and closed her eyes her hands fondling her breast even more.

“What are you doing, Hazel.” Axel’s rocky voice came in and her heart missed a beat as fear gripped her, the coldness and hardness of his made her quiver but the voice's unexpected usage of the name he claimed to hate so well sent a series of fear down her body.

She opened her eyes gently to meet his eyes staring at her calmly, her face twitched into an innocent look, her hands still in her breast, giving the Tv screen a quick glance.

Fuck! Axel’s dick was already twitching at the innocent look in her eyes.

He gulped down nothing as he stared at the sexy and round sight of her round breast. He wanted to scream at her and yell at her for being so naughty, but he couldn't even help himself, his voice betrayed him to it.

He stared down at the position of her hands, her innocent face, the Tv screen then back to drink on the table.

“Fucking goodness momma.” Why are you drinking that? He lowered himself to her level, the moment he spot the drink she was drinking, but she only pouted the more.

“What are you doing, give me back my drink.” she cried out into a moan, and fuck! his shaft made a quick throb.

“You are drunk, momma. hold on I will take you to your room.” he breathed out softly trying not to stare at her tits.

“No,” she pouted. “I am not drunk, I just want to feel, that way.” she pointed at Rachel that was panting from the orgasm she had and Axel inhaled slightly.

“I am not your boyfriend, little one.” he cautioned and made to jerk her up but she made him fall back to her, his face pressing into her heavy tits.

“You were not my boyfriend when you said you were going to fuck my brain back to a reset factory.” her voice came out barely above a whisper and it made his dick throb even more.

His eager hands cupped her boobs, mistakenly, and she pressed them harder into her boobs.

“Ummmm....” she let out a soft erotical moan and that was the height of it, his hands found her clothes, and he ripped them off her body, causing her to moan out in pleasure as his hands brushed her skin in the process.

His eyes opened wild open at the sight of her heavy round boobs that welcomed him.

He giggled like a child that has been deprived of bus mother's milk and his wet tongue found her nipples and she couldn't help but groan louder.

The feeling of his hot tongue on her nipple made her knees buckle, and she sank further in the three-seater her hand tangled in his hair, pulling on his hair hard, to pull him closer as her breasts bounced around, bouncing with his mouth.

“Oh my fucking goodness.” she squirms and whined in pleasure as she felt her pussy throb in pleasure, pleasure sparkled.

“Go on baby girl, moan for me.” his soft breath caressed her breast and she shuddered, her eyes tightening into a heavy fist.

“Fuck it! She cried out in pure ecstasy, her body jerking up in pleasure as he rolled his tongue around her nipple and sent a gentle breeze into it.

Her hands fisted into his hair, hard enough like she was going to leave a few small indentations in his head.

Her legs wrapped around his waist while he pushed into her, sucking more and more, his shaft, shaking vigorously in his trouser.

Her body stiffened as his teeth graced her nipples, Hazel felt her body turn rigid at that particular action.

Axel knew the feeling she was about to have, but he didn't stop, not a bit, instead his hands cupped her breast even more, sucking in more like he had been deprived of breast.

He wanted to go down to her pussy and lap greedily on her pussy juice, but he didn't want to know how her pussy tasted, he would never be able to hold himself back from wanting to taste her.

“Oh my fucking goodness, Axel. I am going to pee.” She cried out helplessly in pleasure.

“That's not pee, that squirt, baby girl.” he corrected her amidst sucking and she whimpered as her pussy walls tightened really hard, her body jerked in pleasure and her orgasm hit hard at her inner walls.

She let out loud squeals as her body convulsed under the pressure.

“Oh my fucking goodness, Axel.” she cried out her body shaking while she squirt all over his stomach.

She relaxed into the couch and he pulled back from , staring at his body.

“Excellent, baby girl. Excellent!” he remarked, and he stood up staring at his cloth.

“I wish to not wash this baby girl, I wish to just dry it and keep it close to my nose, Just so I can inhale the nice scent of your pussy forever!”

He stared at her quivering body and his heart missed a beat.

A letter to his friend. “I am sorry Marco, but this is the beginning of a journey I can not guarantee an end to!”

The clubs restroom.

ON HER DADDY’S BED!

Authors pov.

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The next day.

Hazel woke up with the hospitality of a sharp headache.

She arched her brow in pain as the hangover and the memories of the previous day came hitting hard at her.

Her heart sank as she recalled vividly all that happened before Axel and her.

Her heart stiffened and she felt a sharp pain run through her chest as though a dagger was thrust deeply into her chest.

She could hardly breathe, and it hurt so much that it made it so possible for her to remember everything clearly, cause the memory of what had happened last night remained crystal clear as if it had been tattooed onto her brain with permanent ink.

Axel.

The gentle movement of his hands against her body, and the way his tongue worked wonders and directed her to orgasm.

Her body quivered at the thought of it and she felt the same pleasure from yesterday washing through her body.

Hazel felt cheap, knowing that she had a boyfriend yet she threw herself shamelessly on Axel, even though he denied her clearly.

She breathed out roughly trying to shut away the other side of her that made her want to feel his tongue against her boobs again.

Hazel hated that she cheated on her innocent boyfriend. But she hated herself the most for not feeling gravely guilty, she was trying hard to shut away the voice in her head that wanted her to crave that feeling over and over again.

Hazel was only trying to feel guilty for cheating on her boyfriend. The only thing she felt guilty about was the way she threw herself over Axel and the way she would be needing to run from him and deprive herself of the tantalizing feeling just so she doesn't cheat on her boyfriend again.

She dashed into the bathroom and came back a while later. She dressed in nice cloth and made to storm out of the house, but shut her door close the moment she caught a glimpse of Axel walking toward her room.

She leaned on the door heaving slightly till her moment of relief was interrupted by a knock.

After several minutes of no response, Axel decided to walk back into his room.

Hazel made sure that Axel had returned back into his room before walking out.

She ignored her breakfast and slide out through the existing door, slipped into her car, and the driver drove her off to school before Axel could come down.

The rest of the day was quite moody and different for Hazel as the thought of Axel and his magical tongue kept cogging her mind.

She wondered what other things his hand and tongue could do to her body.

It was a pity that she wasn't feeling as guilty as she was supposed to, but she couldn't help the great feeling of pleasure that came from his burning gaze and his miraculous hand.

“Are you okay?” the gentle voice and the tap from Tracy stretched her face into a fake smile.

Tracy could tell from her smile that she was trying to conceal something.

“Are you okay?” She inquired again and Hazel nods her head.

“I am doing perfectly fine.” she was having a rethink of telling Tracy all that happened yesterday, but she didn't want the prosperous saying of Tracy to be confirmed so she held back again.

“I am doing perfectly fine.” she wore a not-so-fake smile and Tracy nods.

Tracy made to ask her a question but Hazel shut her up by beating her to it. She knew that Tracy was going to ask about her idol and she was doing anything in her power to not think about him, even though the image of how well his tongue licked her boobs kept clogging her brain.

“We should check out a few clubs this evening, don't you think it would be nice?”Tracy stared a little bit dumbfounded at Hazel she knew Hazel was never the clubbing type.

“You are up with a new game girl, when did you start clubbing?” a hint of surprise displayed in her voice and Hazel rolled her eyes playfully.

“Okay, now I want to club. obviously, my father never allowed me out because he was scared I might get rap.” she lied eventually.

Hazel had never liked clubbing and she still doesn't, she just needs perhaps some shot of tequila, something that would get the so-called thoughts of Axel’s tongue off her mind.

“Oh! My goodness! This call for celebration.” Tracy shouted out happily and everyone in the library turned to stare.

“Keep it low, young lady, you are attracting people.” Hazel smiled genuinely for the first time since she came to school that day and Tracy stared at the entire people in the library before hitting her ass back on the seat.

“So? What about Axel? Won't he get mad at you if he finds out?”

“Get a break from your favorite, idol, Teacy. Nobody is going to tell him, he is never going to find out.” she ran her hands over the screen of her phone, trying to find a perfect small club.

“Oh! That's true.” Tracy smiled sheepishly and They both went silent till Armstrong came back. Tracy excitedly informed him about everything and he felt surprised for some moment. They all agreed to visit a Mall before going to the small club that Hazel found for them.

Later at Night.

Hazel, Armstrong, and Tracy had all gone to the mall, they fetched themself a nice pair of cloth and heels.

They walked into the bubbling club, Hazel taking the lead, as she always did. She was the finest, prettiest, and the most powerful, so if you didn’t know better, you would think that she was the head of the group they didn't name. However, she liked being in charge.

The perfect swaying of her hips got the club staring after her.

Hazel was wearing a short skirt that left much to the imagination, but was cut to expose her thighs just enough to entice. Her heels matched it perfectly.

Her crop top where the boyfriend type, the huge big one that exposed enough quantity of her belly button, and it had incredible sultry words crested on it.’ suck me.’

They all advanced towards the bartender, with Armstrong’s hands wrapped slightly around her waist.

“Three bottles of vodka, please,” Armstrong ordered and they all took a seat.

The bartender jotted it on his book and walked past them.

He returned with three bottles of vodka and they all popped their champagne before drinking and meriting.

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After a very tiring day at the fashion studio, Axel reached out to his friend Alex and they both decided to meet up at a nearby club somewhere fans would not recognize Axel and hover around him.

Axel and Alex were both seated in a VIP spot when Hazel walked in, with Armstrong’s hands firmly held around her waist.

His eyes caught her and he felt anger sprung into him like a raging fire in his body.

Hazel looked stunning in her white top and black leather mini skirt that seemed to shine under the dimmed lights. Her makeup, eyeliner, and red lipstick made her even more stunning than normal.

His hands tightened into a fist as his eyes moved to Armstrong’s hand against her hips.

Fuck! he couldn't control the anger that was threatening to rip him into pieces.

“How dare that bastard!” he stood up in rage but Alex was quick to hold him down, Even though he had tiro idea to what was bothering Axel.

All he knew was that Axel was an idol, and scenes like this should be avoided because of his image.

“Seat, Axel. please seat.” he pleaded, not willing to know why Axel was in a rage.

“Please seat, please.” he calmed Axel down.

Axel pulled his hands away from Alex and sat on the chair breathing profoundly and trying hard to calm himself down and not go against Alex, but his eyes could not stand the sight of Hazel and Armstrong, he couldn't stand the sight of seeing Armstrong holding Hazel so close when she is all that he had lived for.

“What's happening Axel, why are you in a rage?” he inquired after some moment of calmness.

“Because some bastard is holding onto my property.”His voice came out roughly and Alex arched his brows confusingly.

“You do not have a girlfriend, who is your property?” Alex looked around trying to find who Axel was referring to, and also trying to control his heavy laugh.

“I do not have a girlfriend, but that lady is my property!” he pointed his hands in the direction of Hazel and Alex tilted his head to the position.

“Is that not Hazel?” he arched his brows and Axel nods.

“What is she doing in the club?”

“Are you asking me, dummy? I came here with you right.” his voice was aggressive and it got Alex wondering.

“What's with the jealousy man, and how is she supposed to be your property?

“She is under my care, Alex, It's only normal that I care for her.” he tried to conceal the jealousy, and Alex nods.

“That's right, what do you intend to do?”

“Kill the driver and assign to her another driver alongside some guards, I am going to teach her a lesson.” he breathed out coldly, anger and hardness echoed in his voice, as he thought of the perfect way to punish her with his tongue and teach her a lesson she would never forget.

Alex knew already that it was pointless trying to convince Axel to not kill the driver, but he needed to know about the lesson.

“What lesson?” Alex popped his eyes wide and Axel realized that he had said a little too much.

“Why are you being so inquisitive?” he shut Alexander with a daggered glare and the whole place fell silent for a while.

Axel sinks into the chair and sipped from his wine, as he kept on passing dangerous glare to their dimension.

He was trying all it took to not cause a scene just so he could protect his celebrity life.

Hazel and Armstrong had been engaging in a few kisses that Hazel would end up breaking as she kept feeling like a thing was missing.

Tracy had decided to give them alone time after she a guy walked up to her.

Hazel’s cup was out of wine and she needed more, so she told him to add a little to her cup, but he mistakenly ruined her cloth by pouring it out into her cloth instead of her cup.

“Oh my God!” she exclaimed as she stared down at her already stained clothing.

“I am so sorry, Hazel. I am really sorry.” he pleaded and she nods her head to him.

“It's fine, I will just use the restroom.” she stood up and made her way to the bathroom.

She was done washing her cloth, but she was unable to retreat as she heard the voice of Axel. Her legs halted abruptly and fear gripped her, her heart clenching and missing several beats.

“Are you in Washington to club or school?” His thick masculine hard yet stern voice brought the movement of her legs to an abrupt halt as she felt her soul resonating from her body.

Pleasure sparkles mixed with fear ran through her body, although his voice came out stern there was this part that got her pussy throbbing as the thought of what happened yesterday played freshly into her mind for the umpteenth time

“Are you suddenly feverish? Why can't you talk or even take a turn to stare at my face?”

Hazel felt her legs buckle as fear surged into every vein in her body.

His hands gripped her arms and he pinned her roughly to the walls.

“Who was that guy?” his cold yet anger-filled eyes bored into hers and she trembled at the new side of him that she had never encountered.

“Answer me,” he yells into her face and she let off a soft whimper as tears came rolling down her eyes.

His heart pierced as though a dagger was thrust into his heart, slowly he did away with the monstrous look he had on his face, his heart arching terribly for scaring her and cursing her pain.

His hands cupped her soft cheeks and he slid one of his fingers into her mouth, dragging her lips hard while she just placed her head on the wall, her pussy dripping wet from that very action.

“I don't want you near anybody momma.” his voice came up barely above a whisper and she felt her pussy spurting in response to his voice.

He leaned in and inhaled her cologne, his hands pressing and squeezing her, while she bit on her lower lips trying really hard to suppress the moan that was threatening to escape her mouth.

His teeth graced her neck and she shuddered.

“Only I have the right to your body momma, only I have the right to your fucking body. don't you ever give my property out.” he squeezed her even more, and she let out a whimper, his voice was compelling and domineering, yet they had this undertone that kept her pussy on the very edge of exploding.

“I would never dare!” she subconsciously affirmed in pleasure and he grits his teeth, kissing at the nap of her neck while she inhaled moans.

He pulled away from her, his eyes caressing all her body.

He wanted to let her go, but his dad was already throbbing just to have her.

Hazel felt her heart tremble ad he hovered inches away from her. She knew she had to stay away from him, her normal Hazel would yell at him and tell him never to come close, but she couldn't help the feeling that she was having underneath her legs the feeling that only he had the antidote to.

Her mind might not want this but her body and eyes were saying otherwise.

In one swift move, he raised her up and positioned her on the sink, spreading her legs wide open, his palm fondling her soft ass through her cloth.

“I am going to punish you in ways that your cloth has commanded momma, I am going to suck you till you can no longer feel your legs momma.” His husky voice sounded dark, as his eyes took in every inch of her.

Hazel couldn't speak, she could only stare down at the crest on her cloth and she shooked uncontrollably.

“The sultry wish of your clothes is the desired command of my tongue!”

With that, he pushed her skirt up, and his hands brushed her pussy as he reached for her pant and pulled it down, slipping them into his pocket.

“Ummmm” he licked on the small juice that his hand had gained from just brushing against her pussy.

Orgasm in the club restroom.

ON HER DADDY’S BED!