On Her Daddy's Bed (Adeline and Luciano) novel Chapter 18

Hazel had felt bad about the way Axel left the room, so she had decided to check on him—only to find out that he was behind Armstrong’s kidnapping.

Her heart stung as she heard all the conversations that Axel made with whomever.

Her hands tightened into fists as she stared at Axel, who was already facing her.

The look on his face was expressionless, and it infuriated Hazel the most.

“How dare you?” she roared at him, but he only scoffed and walked over to the bed, where he lay and began to access his laptop, ignoring all the rants coming from her.

“Look at me, Axel. How dare you kidnap Armstrong?” she questioned and advanced into the room, but Axel paid her no attention, which infuriated her even more.

She hated that he was making her look like a fool. However, she had so many questions to ask him—questions like if he was a gangster and why he would order Armstrong’s kidnapping.

Without thinking, she walked closer to him and pulled him by the collar.

“Look at me, Axel. Look at me straight. What kind of man are you? How could you even kidnap my boyfriend? Why did you do all of that?” she roared.

He shot her a look that told her to get her hands off him, and she slowly let go of his clothes. His gaze sent tingles through her body, and she gulped down the lump that suddenly formed in her throat.

“Go to your room, momma.” His voice had taken on a higher pitch, and Hazel knew exactly what that meant, but she needed to act angry—perhaps he would tell her why.

“No, I won’t go to my room, and don’t you dare call me momma!”

“You are a monster for kidnapping an innocent soul!”

“Your mouth would do better sucking my cock, you know,” he shut her off with his words, and she arched her brows at how nasty he could be.

Though she wondered how he could still be this filthy at a moment like this, his words still didn’t fail to bring pleasure between her legs.

She swallowed hard as she stared into the cold, sexy eyes that looked ready to rip her dress off.

“Don’t even think you can buy me off with that, you devil,” she rasped.

“I don’t need to buy you. You might just surrender the moment I touch you.” He winked at her, and she swallowed hard as her body trembled at his advance.

And yes, he was right about her—but how dare he make it so obvious?

“What do you…” she tried to protest, but he shut her up by closing his laptop before turning to her.

“One more word from you, and I swear your face will be buried into this sheet, and you know what that means.” He warned, and her mouth snapped shut at the threat.

Hazel hated that her body was slowly succumbing to pleasure—the desire to have him and to finally know what his hard dick would feel like.

But as much as she wanted to say something that would make him bend her over and pop her cherry right away, she also wanted to fight for Armstrong.

“Go to bed now before I make you.”

She swallowed hard and slowly turned away, clenching her fists while he stared at her effortlessly wiggling ass.

“Fuck.” He cursed at his inability to hold onto it for now.

The Next Day

Armstrong had returned home, and Hazel was informed. With a guilty heart, she decided to go see him with Tracy and a few words of apology.

She was willing to move in with him, even though she knew how big of a lie she was telling herself.

Her driver pulled up in front of Armstrong’s estate, and they both stepped out.

“You can drive home now,” she tried to wave the driver off, but he remained where he was.

“I am sorry, ma’am, but I would not live to see the next day if anything bad happens to you.” He bowed his head, and Hazel exhaled frustratingly.

“I will be alright, just go,” she tried to tame the anger she was feeling.

“Master Axel won’t hesitate to blow my skull out, I do have a fa—”

“$1,000,” she offered, and his mouth snapped shut.

Although he knew he was digging his grave, the money was still huge for something he didn’t even work for. He took it from her and gave a curt bow before walking away.

“Does this really make sense?” Hazel turned to Tracy, and Tracy nodded.

“It does make sense—if not, Axel might come looking for you the moment he gets a call from your driver.”

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