Chapter 6

Hazel stared at the nasty-looking Axel, her heart pounding against her ribcage.

She wanted to stop him—to yell at him and tell him to stop. But. She couldn’t. Her body wanted it, and it arched so bad yearning for him—desiring whatever it was he had done to her body yesterday.

Axel’s grey eyes locked against hers.

His hands found her under thighs and he scouted her to the edge of the marble stand.

A gentle gasp escaped the corners of Hazel’s lips and her hands hurriedly found the sink, clutching onto it for dare life—their eyes not letting go of each other.

The tension in the air thickened and

awkwardness wrapped a grip against it—their heart pounding in rhythm to the breath that they took.

Hazel could barely fix her thoughts together. She felt trapped under the haze of his mesmerizing gaze—that sent a squirm of sensation across her spine.

“First.” The silence in the air shattered as Axel’s deep velvety voice shimmered through the air.<