At the airport of City A, there was a crowd. Hazel just got off the plane, wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans, looking clean and bright. Among the crowd, she was undoubtedly the most eye-catching one. Dragging a suitcase in her hand, she walked slowly but gracefully out of the airport. Passers-by by all stuck their eyes on her but she just ignore it, smoothing that shorter hair back to her ears, pushing black-rimmed glasses up, and then looking around.
At this moment, the phone rang. Hazel picked it up and yelled directly at it without seeing who was calling: "Summer, if you can't make it in half an hour, you will be at your own risk!" Ignoring Summer's hysteria there, Hazel hung up the call.
Damn, this little bitchy, Hazal thought. She informed Summer early of the arrival. But after so many years, Summer still can't get rid of her lateness!
Hazel glanced at the city which seemed completely unfamiliar to her. A sarcastic smile flashed through her eyes. For twelve years, her parents had stopped their ears to her. And now they finally remember their castaway daughter?
Just as she lowered her head down into memories, her ears came a rapid squeal of brakes.
With her heart’s strong beat, Hazel frowned. And before she could understand what happened, two men in suits came out, standing shoulder to shoulder in front of her. One snatched her suitcase and threw it into the trunk while the other one quickly supported her and then pushed her into the car. Hazel instantly caught on, trying to grapple and break free from the man's control. Nevertheless, the man leaned away and immediately grabbed her other hand.
Hazel tried to overcome his toughness with softness, resisting with both firmness and softness, punching the men with fists. It was against the man’s all expectations that Hazel knew some self-defense tactics, for a moment, he seemed to be forced to fade away.
As he stepped back, Hazel attempted to run away. But once turned around, she immediately bumped into another guy and her nose was suddenly covered. Hazel tried to shout for help, but it was too late. As her mind went blurred, she fell limply.
"Damn, this chick is tough!"
"The harder she is, the sluttier she’ll be in bed!"
… Hazel heard these in a daze. Feeling her body was bumped up and down in drowsiness, Hazel felt a spiral of pricking sensation in her arm. Something was slowly injected into her body.
When Hazel woke up, she found that all her clothes were taken off and she was laid on the bed naked.
It was dark around here. Hazel wrapped herself with the bedsheet, groping around the room barefoot, and finally found the light switch.
"Ta", the switch was turned on and the whole room was full of light.
Looking at the luxurious and elegant spacious room, Hazel was stunned more or less. Her brain spun fast: What's happening here? Has she got kidnapped?
But how is it possible? She has never set foot in City A for twelve years. Now she was kidnapped once coming back here?
Trotted to the window barefoot, Hazel saw the neon lights feasting outside. Streets over there were still crowded with people even though the night came. All of these helped her ensure that she was in a big hotel with high floors! Clenching the sheets tightly, Hazel tried to recall but only found that her mind was blank and her memory still stopped at the moment when she got caught by two men in suits at the airport.
Although she hadn’t figured out the current situation, Hazel still knew that she was at risk and her Years of experience also told her to get out of here immediately!
Hazel turned around to find some clothes to wear. But for a while, she heard a subtle voice rise behind her.
Suddenly, there was a creaking sound!
The door was opened. Hazel held her breath. Her hands shook, and thus subconsciously grasped the sheets in her palms. Her heart was beating wildly. A sign of panic flashed in her eyes, but she quickly calmed down, staring at the door!
A pair of polished men's leather shoes came into her eyes. Hazel couldn't help but tense up. A bad idea grew in her mind.
A chilly atmosphere approached Hazel, making her tremble unconsciously.
Looking up, a tall man appeared in her vision. He leaned against the door, swirling the red wine in hand casually. The liquid in red swayed in the transparent glass, waggling charmingly and making people thirsty for it.
His glass-like black eyes delivered a sense of temptation. He fastened his eyes on Hazel, just like a flying eagle staring at the prey on the opposite side. His sharp and unfathomable eyes and his arrogance altogether made him noble and cocky, showing a sense of royalty, as if he were king of the ancient Greece!
Hazel didn't know how to appreciate it, but at least she knew that this man was so good-looking. This man has wonderful skin and appearance that makes women jealous; he smiled arrogantly, but it overwhelmed people with a sense of oppression.
"Who are you? Why did you kidnap me?"
Hazel clenched the sheets in her palms and shrank her neck involuntarily. She suddenly felt that she was a little sheep that strayed into the wolf's den but still tried to keep her voice calm.
"Hmm?"
The man seemed to have heard some good jokes. His dark seemed bottomless. Then, with a toss of his head, he drank all the wine and dropped the glass on the floor covered with the thick rug.
Before Hazel could pull herself out of his rousing flirtatious looking, the man suddenly approached her. Feeling his warm breath, Hazel was frightened and her heart beat faster and faster.
With a gloomy expression on his face, the man clasped Hazel's chin with one hand, forcing her to look up and meet his eyes, while the other hand wrapped around her waist, making her body press against his.
Hazel felt that her jaw was about to be pinched off. Frowned in pain, she asked, "Who are you? What are you going to do?! "
"Are you playing cat and mouse with me?" The man sneered coldly. His deep and mellow voice was chaotic and powerful, expressing a sense of domineering and arrogance by nature.
Hazel became annoyed and said angrily, "Fuck off! Who are you, Mr. Nobody? I warn you, you'd better let me go right now or I'll see you in the court!"
"So do you like this?"
A hint of ambiguity filled the man's eyes. He stared at Hazel's red shining lips as if a cheetah staring at delicious food!
"You!"
Under his naked gaze, Hazel's face turned flushed. She felt her throat dry and couldn't help licking her thirsty lips and biting her lower lip gently. Although she has grappled with several ruffians, she has never been so close to a man!
"You have taken a bath, don’t you?"
Then, the man released her chin, rubbed his fingertips lightly, and breathed out warm air around her ears. He drawled his voice slightly, seeming like a sign of temptation or flirting.
Hearing his sneering tone, Hazel suddenly smiled like a rogue: "I’m clean. Although having made out with an AIDS man, I have got a test and washed carefully after that!"
Sure enough, after the man heard this, he pushed Hazel away in disgust. Hazel smiled softly, keep approaching closer to the man, pressing her soft boobs to him and rubbing his sexy chest: "Hey darling, I can promise that~~"
Hearing Hazel's words, the man took a deep breath and took two steps back.
Hazel looked at the man with a fake smile, looking like a wicked wolf. But she felt weak all over with her breathing became quick and the fine sweat oozing from her forehead… she was itchy from head to toe, so itchy that got her into a panic.
"You're just a prostitute, what are you sentimental about?!"
Seeing Hazel's blushing cheeks, the man put on a wicked smile, stepped forward and clasped her bare shoulders, lowered his head, and kissed her lightly. She's good, the man thought.
