- HAZEL -
He did not just tie up and lock in his trunk. I can’t believe Killian. DID HE EVEN THINK OF HOW I’D BREATHE?!
After a long drive, my throat hurt and I got tired of screaming. I also couldn’t reach my phone so I dished that thought too. He’s ant to be with Kate, what changed?
I swallowed as the car ca to a halt. Did I seriously send my nude to my best friend’s fiancé? Shit. How dumb could I have been?
I an, I’m and I was drunk but not that drunk.
I heard footsteps and noises. Soon, strong arms ca in sight as they pulled the trunk open and I stared at the bearer. As expected, it’s no other person than Killian.
"I’m ho. Enjoy the ride?" He asks with a sly grin on his face. I can tell he’s enjoying this a little too much.
My brows creased. "Fuck you."
He chucked. Killian grabbed my phone and purse then drew out roughly.
"Be gentle, you asshole!" I yelled but I doubt he’s having any of it. I scoffed. I don’t care if he’s my professor but outside campus walls, he’s just Killian, the man I slept with and who abducted just a few minutes ago.
"You should’ve thought about that when you scarred with your hands and heels, kitten." Killian said. His voice is so deep that I felt it’s vibration. That gave butterflies yet my eyes widened in horror. The deep chuckle which escaped his lips reverberated throughout my body. "Yes, you should be afraid of what I am going to do to you for that."
... How did he know?
I gulped. Sothing he said just popped into my head. Did he actually say.... ho? He dragged to his house, again!
I took a deep breath and tried to make shape of my environnt but it’s just too dark. How is he even moving?
Ugh.
"Dragging to your house? Is that how your ga works, Killian?" I ask with a roll of my eyes. I want him to know I’m annoyed.
"You didn’t give much of a choice." He said. Killian stopped moving. I can’t see what he’s doing while hung on one shoulder but I know he’s doing sothing with his other hand. tal clashing with tal rang in my ears. Maybe he’s getting his key out.
"I have a dorm. You’re my professor."
"You wanted to take you there while in this state?" He sounds annoyed. He literally abducted . If anyone should be pissed, it should be .
"That’s what I would’ve done if I was alone or with my roommates!"
"No. You’d have let yourself be at the rcy of a man you t on Tinder." He pushed the door so hard that it slamd on the wall. That made flinch. Is he mad at because of that? Why on earth is that his business?
I took a deep breath to calm my pounding heart. Killian couldn’t give two shits about and my well being.
"That’s what you get when you are engaged and go on Tinder!" I snapped back. He has no right to snap at . I’m sure he’s here because Kate sent him. I roll my eyes. That must be the only way. She’s probably in his living room waiting for .
Killian didn’t say a word. He just walked in. The lights ca on and my body fell gently on a soft surface. It’s his sofa. I can’t lie, I kind of expected him to throw down but he didn’t. I stared around.
This man is a professor yet his house looks this majestic. First the one back ho and now here? Is he truly a professor? Or does he get involved in fraud?
"Say what you’re thinking." Killian said.
I looked up to face him. He walks to and kneels. Now he’s undoing the ropes around my ankles.
"Huh?" I ask.
"What’s on your mind. I know you’re curious about sothing. Now that I’m here, ask." The mont the ropes left my feet, I felt relieved. "Hands." He said and I stretched my hands forward. She chuckled. "You should be tied more often. It makes it easier to control you."
My brows furrowed. I refuse to respond to that. The cuffs ca off my wrists and I sighed with relief. It’s so nice to be free and not enclosed in a tight corner. I stared around once more. There’s no sign of her. "Is she here? Kate." I ask softly.
"Is that really what you want to ask, kitten?" He looks up at him. Staring at his eyes got lost for a second. I cleared my throat.
"Don’t call that." I whispered. Killian stood up and took a few steps back.
"She’s not. I don’t bring won ho."
My heart skipped a beat. Won? She’s not just any woman. "Not even her?"
Killian walks behind . I didn’t follow his movent with my gaze but he ca back with a tumbler and a bottle of brandy. The tumbler is half filled with the brandy. He drank out of it. "Not even her." He said.
That made my body hair stand. I want to ask why. I also want to ask why I’m here. "Why am I here then?"
He spared a side gaze. "Because you’re dumb."
That’s make my eyelids flickle. That was not the answer I was expecting. "Excuse ?"
"You’re stupid, Hazel." He’s not helping. How can he say that so suavely? "I know you won’t rember and even if you do, won’t say a word. It’s a good thing, the good kind of stupid."
"Are you baiting right now?"
"Call if whatever you want." He winked at and drank from his glass again.
I inhaled to clear my head then exhaled softly. "Why are you on tinder anyway?"
Killian groaned. "Because your best friend is a different breed of human."
Kate wanted him on Tinder? What is she, Stupid?
Wait,... that’s kind of ironic.
I cleared my throat. My eyes wandered around his house again. Such nice furniture. I know because my parents are wealthy.
"Sothing tells there’s more you’re not asking. Ask. I’ll feed your curiosity." Killian said.
"Are you a fraud?" Left my lips before I could even think of what I wanted to say. That ca out wrongly. My hands covered my lips the mont the words ca out. "I’m sorry, that’s not what I ant."
Killian laughed. "It’s okay. I understand why you’ll think that." He picked the bottle of brandy from the glass side table and poured himself another refill. "Let’s say, teaching is what you all call a side hustle. My side hustle. It earns peanuts."
"If I may, can I ask another question?"
He raised the hand holding his tumbler up, gesturing to ask. "Go ahead."
"What do you do?" I ask. Killian eyes darkened as he t my gaze. He has a half grin on his face. That makes feel uneasy.
"Oh little Hazel, so things are best not known." He drank the contents of his glass completely and dropped the cup on the side table. His eyes were on while he did that. "Anything else?"
"What happens now?"
’You go upstairs. Pick a room, shower, and sleep." He said. "Don’t go anywhere on the left. I forbid it." Killian said and crossed his arms over his chest. His shoulders are so broad. His arms are strong too. I want to touch it but I can’t.
It’s quite funny. The last ti I was alone with him, this is how the night started. He didn’t want to touch . Until I made a move. I thought being alone with him again will stir things or be dangerous for but it’s not.
My nude.
I got up. "Did you?..." I don’t know how to ask. "Did you see that photo I sent?"
Killian’s back is facing . "On Tinder? Yes, I did."
"Okay." Seeing the back of his head makes this worse.
"You didn’t respond to it." I added.
He turned to face without turning fully. "Would you rather I did?"
I swallowed. It’s shitty for to answer that. Or ask in the first place. My eyes wandered around the floor. "Maybe."
"Yes or no."
"Yes." I accepted feeling guilty.
"What would you have loved to hear?"
My throat clenched. "The truth."
"Your tits are beautiful, Hazel."
I know I’m ant to feel better but I think he’s saying that just because I’m here. Not because he ans it and it sucks.
"If I could, I would worship it all over again. Suck your nipples till it’s sore and marked with my teeth. Does that answer your question?"
"That gave butterflies." I said nervously.
He smiled and turned back. "Don’t do things based on a temporary emotion. It never ends well." He said to .
Who is he to advise ? I’m in this situation because of him in the first place. because he couldn’t keep his dick in his pants for one night despite having a fiancé and chose to fuck .
Although I hate that it happened but I’m starving and want more.
"Okay." I said. I feel sick. I feel terrible. "Goodnight."
Killian sighed. "Night."
I walked away. I know I can’t see him but I felt his eyes gawking all over . And that makes hate myself even more.
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