Chapter 1 After So Many Years

• On her dad’s bed.
• Chapter 1.
• Authors pov.
• Hazel walked down the stairs, her face pulled out in a long stretch, while the maids carried down her bags and her few other belonging.
• She stood behind the single-seater that was made of nothing but pure gold. Her hands gripped the top of it as she stared at the entire house, the house she has lived all her life in.
• “What's with the long face, Hazel?”Her dad walked into the parlor with a glass of juice.
• “I am going to miss you and Henry,” she replied with a pout, and her dad smiles. He spread his arms wildly and she fell into it, his other arms wrapped around her body, while the other, held onto his glass of wine, preventing it from falling.
• “You do not have to worry, Hazel. Staying with Axel is just as same as staying with me.” he strokes her hair slightly trying to calm her down, but his words only aggregated the anger she was trying so hard to bury.
• The thought of going to live with Axel provoked her even more.
• Hazel, is the youngest child and the only daughter of Mr. Marco. She had just gained admission into her favorite university in Washington with the thoughts of staying with her boyfriend who has been there for over a year now, however, plans changed when her father insisted that she would be living with his young best friend whom he had known since college.
• However, her father is doing all this, just to see that she is safe and far away from sexual assault, Her tiny little waist that had shaped out the curve of her ass and hips calls onto men, and can get their dick throbbing, and her father doesn't wish to have rap or rap assault in his list.
• Hazel is young and petite, pretty, with jet-black hair and hazel green eyes, white pale skin, a chubby neck with a cute flush, and plump lips.
• “Can I not live with Axel, Daddy?” her voice came out tiny and her dad exhale slightly.
• “I have known Axel since I was 29, and he has been my best friend since his brother passed away, he is my best friend Hazel, and I feel safe letting you stay with him.”
• Hazel knew that no amount of words would get her dad to change his mind, so she would live by it.
• “You might miss your flight, let's get going.”her father urge and she Inhaled deeply.
• She stared at the entire mansion, and her heart stiffened a bit. She is going to miss her father so well, and this house. Tears burnt the back of her eyes, but she did well by blinking them back inside.
• “Let's get going.” her dad patted her shoulder and they walked out of the door through the exit door, slumped into the car, and took off.
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• Hazel stepped out of the flight and the cool air took up her hair, her eyes blinked into a small close, before patting open. She stared up at the sky, another feeling of happiness flushing into her.
• “Washington, here I come!” she breathed out happily, all the pain in her heart suddenly vanishing. It has always been her dream to visit Washington and here she is.
• The sudden beep of her phone pulled her away from her thoughts and she reached out to her phone.
• It was her best friend, Tracy.
• “Hey, dolphins.” Tracy giggled from the other end and Hazel rolled her eyes at the annoying name.
• “That name sucks, Tracy.”
• “Everything sucks the Hazel I know.” she let out a little bit bitchy and Hazel scoffed.
• “Have you arrived?”
• “Yes. I am at the airport.”
• “Did plans change?”
• “No,” she let out a frustrated sigh
• “My Dad still insisted that I stay with Axel.” she dragged her box through the airport finding a place to sit.
• “I am sorry girl. However this isn't even a bad idea, I mean plenty of girls would pay to be with him.” her hands covered her mouth while she giggled, aggravating the anger Hazel was feeling.
• “I am not a lot of girls, and I do not wish to live with him.” she rolled her eyeball disgustingly.
• “I suppose she is protesting against living with me.”The husky yet tantalizing voice of Axel broke through her ear and she felt chills run down her spine.
• Her hands loosed a little grip on her phone as she heard the soothing voice of Axel. Even without turning to get a glimpse, she was sure that he was the one. How can she forget his voice? The voice that sent chills down her spine.
• “Is that his voice?” Tracy’s voice, broke through the phone jolting her out of her thought, as she gulped down nothing, before hanging up and turning to him, her phone tightly held to her hand.
• Her legs halted the moment she turned to see Axel taking a slow yet steady step toward him, her eyes blinked softly as she stared at the perfectly structured 6’6 tall guy, with long braided Raven hair, a pointed nose, pink, plump, and flushed lips guy, with a sharp jaw, that is as straight as the very edge of a knife, the motion in his steps sent hitches to her throat as she watched the air capture his jacket, spreading it wild apart just so she could get a glimpse of his broad wild shoulder and a well-quantified arms that were threatening to rip away his singlet, Indeed the 33 years old guy has grown more fully than she imagined.
• Her eyes followed the few steps he had to take till he got to her, and she managed to gulp down nothing, the scent of his cologne captivating his nostril.
• “Baby girl,” he called out the moment he got to her, jolting her out of her admiration, and she rolled her eyes, at the annoying name.
• “I am not the baby girl from high school, I am all grown up now.” she corrected and he used that as the medium to cheek her out.
• Indeed she has changed from the little aged Hazel to a lady with much more heavy tits, a big ass, and a tiny waist that got him salivating, the thoughts of grabbing her ass, invading his brain.
• “Isn't it bad that your eyes are about to tear my clothes away?” she snaps her finger at his face and he batted his eyes softly with a low and seductive smile, securing the bream of his lips.
• “Do you think my hand would do better?” he teased and she stamped her feet at how well he had grown naughtier.
• “You do not intend to keep me standing here forever, do you?”
• “No baby girl, I just wish to stare a little bit more.”
• “I am not baby girl,” she groaned, he like the cute angry face she had, and it would be fun to bully her, just so he could get that cute angry face as a reward.
• “Seeing that you are already grown for the name, baby girl, should I call you momma?” his voice came out barely above a whisper, Hazel felt her heart miss a beat, at the undertone of his voice.
• “Don't stare too much, momma, you might fall for me.” he grins, and she scoffs.
• Without letting her say a word, he pulled her hands into his arms, dragging her with him after asking his guards to carry her box and the rest of her stuff.