ACCIDENTAL S-x WITH MR CONTROL FREAK
A baby Wasn’t p@rt
Of the plan
Episode 8
Hazel’s POV
How is this possible? How can it be him? My smile falters.
Just then the door open and Kurt walks out, his hands tuck in his pocket.
“Do you like them?” He asked.
“Huh?”
“The roses, do you like them?” He asked.
“Y-yes” I answered.
He studies my face.
“But you’re not smiling like you did when you receive that bouquet of flowers” he said.
A grin spre-ads on my face. I can’t believe he would get me a bouquet of roses. I can’t imagine him ordering flowers, he’ll look cute.
“I’m smiling. Thank you, sir” I said.
He frown a little.
“New rule, don’t call me sir” he said.
“Oh, thanks Mr Egan”
” And that too” he said.
” Huh? What am I supposed to call you then?” I asked.
” Kurt”
” What?” I asked.
” Call me by my first name, Kurt!” He said.
” But aren’t you gonna fire me if I call you by your first name?. No you are looking for ways to fire me, right”
He laughs but quic-kly covers it with a cough.
“No, I’m not gonna fire you and I’m not looking for ways to. Just abide by any rules given by me or there might be….. Punishments!!” his eyes sparkle as he mentioned punishments.
I wonder what his punishments are gonna be like. Wait….I hope his punishments don’t involve torturing people to death.
I shudder at the thought.
But if I find out his punishments methods it can help Miranda, it might be one of his secrets.
Yes! I must find out his punishments methods.
“What are you thinking?” He snaps his f!ngersin my face.
“N-nothing!” I said. “Thanks for the flowers. I like them”
“Come let’s eat. I’m starving” he said and goes back inside.
I head to the kitchen and serve the salad in a plate, and I carried it to his room.
Standing by his door, I have a flashback of what happened last time I c@m£ into his room without knocking.
I don’t want a repeat of that. I knock on the door, until I hear a come in. I open the door and step in.
I see Kurt sitting in a sofa in front of his flat screen TV, he’s watching…. m0@n a?
I couldn’t help the laugh that escape my mouth.
So the almighty Kurt Egan do watch cartoons.
Unbelievable!
He turns around and furrows his brows at me, I shut up immediately. I walk towards him and place the salad on the table in front of him.
I turn to leave but he holds my hand.
“Sit with me” he said.
“B-but…”
“Don’t argue with me” he said.
I nod and sits at the other edge of the sofa. Kurt smiles and shake his head, then he reaches out and pu-ll me closer to him.
“Are you hungry?” He asked me.
Why is he being sweet to me? Tabloids have it that he destroys lives without second thoughts, so why haven’t he destroy mine?.
“Hazel?”
“Huh”
“I asked if you’re hungry?” He asks again.
I shake my head.
“I’m not, I’m still full” I said.
Just then my stomach see it as the perfect opportunity to embarras-s me, it growls loudly and Kurt smiles, raising his brows at me.
“Ok, maybe I’m a little hungry” I said.
He takes a spoonful of salad and brings it to my mouth.
“No, sir. I can feed myself” I said.
“I know. Just let me, plea-se”
I nod and open my mouth. He puts the salad and I chew it, he watches me with… Pride? Pride if what?.
“Aren’t you gonna eat?” I asked.
“Yes. But after you are full” he said.
He continues to feed me, untill I couldn’t have any. Then he start to eat the leftover.
I watch him eat untill he finishes the salad. I pick the plates, but he st©ps me.
“Stay with me for a while” he said.
I nod and sits down. We continue to watch cartoons, different cartoons.
Which makes me wonder, why does he like cartoons so much? Even his movie collection is weird, only cartoons and kiddies songs.
Why?.
I think there’s more to Kurt Egan than the eyes meet, I’ll ask James about it tomorrow.
After watching three more cartoon, my eyes start to get heavy. I re-leased a long yawn.
“Are you feeling sleepy?” Kurt ask.
“Yes, sir. I’ll…”
“I told you to st©p calling me that” he said sounding annoyed.
“But sir… ”
” Damn it!”
Then he crashes hisl-ips on mine, Hisl-ips move against mine.
His k!sswasn’t soft at all, it’s aggressive, greedy and demanding.
It’s almost like he’s pouring all his emotions into the k!ss, the k!ssis full of longing.
But longing for what?
I close my eyes and savour the moment, I let him take control of the k!ss. I feel his hand go un-der my crop t©p, he cu-ps my brea-st.
Then he uses his other hand to carry me on his l@p.
He moves from my l!pto my n£¢k, su-cking on it greedily. I couldn’t help the m0@n that left my mouth.
“Kurt…”
He continues his attack on my n£¢k, untill he hits my soft sp©t and I g@sp for air. I choke on my m0@n .
“Kurt…”
His hand move to uncl!pmy br@. That’s when I come to my s-en-ses, I made a mistake once, now I’m about to make it happen again.
No I can’t, I shouldn’t.
I’m on a mission, I’m here to help my best friend not seek plea-sure. I hold his hand and stand up from his l@p quic-kly.
“I’m s-sorry” I said.
He furrows his brows.
“What happened? Was I too fast?” He asks.
I shake my head, tears forming up in my eyes.
“I can’t, so sorry” then I run out of his room.
I run straight to my room and lock the door against me. I fall on the ground and begin to cry.
What is wrong with me?. Why is my b©dy craving for his t©uçh? When I first had S-x with him, I didn’t know he was the Kurt Egan.
But now that I know who he is, I can’t bear to do this with him.
Thinking about the lives I’m helping Miranda take revenge for, I begin feeling guilty.
I can’t be selfish, I will keep my distance and uncover his secrets as fast as I could.
Kurt’s POV
I honestly don’t know why I k!$$£d Hazel. I was surprised at my action, I don’t un-derstand myself anymore.
I know I like her, I can’t be with her. But why is it that I don’t like it when she talk to other guys?
And why do I always want to have her around me?. I can’t be with her, I don’t do relationsh!ps. If I be with her I might hurt her.
But I really want her…. I’m so confused. I don’t know what to do.
Should I just give in to this feelings?
Everyone that is close to me always leave me behind, except James, what if she leaves me too?
I close my eyes and rest my head back on the sofa.
I’ll just give in let me see how far I can go.
But I must protect my past, or she might leave if she finds out about it. I glance at the clock, it’s 9:00pm.
I guess it’s time for be-d. I climb into my be-d and close my eyes.
Hazel’s POV
I woke up to a loud ban-g and thud, I sit on my be-d and hear Kurt’s voice screaming.
Then it cli-cked in my head, I forgot to give him his meds!
How careless of me.
I quic-kly jump down from my be-d and run to his room, I push the door open and enter without knocking.
I see Kurt kicking and ban-ging his head on the headboard of his be-d.
“No dad! I’m sorry, it’s my fault! Dad plea-se!” He is chanting.
He is having a nightmare! And from what I’m seeing, this nightmare is what happened to him.
“Mom stay! Don’t go! Mom wake up! Wake up, I promise to be good! Mom! Dad, Mom, dad… Dad!” He continues shouting.
What should I do?
I climb into his be-d and cradled him to my che-st, gently patting his back. He grip my hand as if his life depended on it.
“Tiffany, Tiffany wake up! Mom, Tiffany. Mom!”
What can I do to help him wake up?
Now I know why he nee-ds those meds every night, it’s because of his nightmares.
I shake him to wake up, and whisper his name in his ear but he didn’t wake up.
How can I help him wake up?.
After much thought, I put myl-ips on his, and begin to move against his l-ips lowly.
Soon he st©ps shouting and he slowly open his eyes.
He looks at me surprise, I guess he’s wondering what I’m doing in his room at this hour.
“I.. I.. you were having a nightmare. I’m sorry” I said.
I stand up to leave, but he quic-kly pu-ll me back.
He rest his head on my che-st, my face warm up, because his head is resting on my brea-sts.
But I quic-kly shake that thought from my head.
“plea-se stay with me. I nee-d you” he said in a broken voice.
He sounds so vulnerable. His whole b©dy is shaking as if he just saw the most scariest thing ever.
“Don’t go plea-se. Stay by my side tonight?” He asks.
” Ok”
” You’ll sleep on this be-d, by my side?”
“Yes, I will” I said.
I feel him smile.
I can’t just leave him alone, I think whatever he saw in that nightmare is what happened to him.
Maybe this has something to do with his cold nature.
I must find out what it is…..
To Be Continued…