Chapter 33
Chapter 33
RAVEL
(FIVE YEARS AGO)
Regret consumed me for consenting to Elenor’s idea of taking Hazel on a shopping spree. Although
the expenditure wasn’t my concern, I was deeply troubled by the dresses Elenor chose for Hazel.
Finally, after much persuasion, Hazel epted my invitation to spend the weekend at my luxurious
penthouse, giving me the rare opportunity to witness her change into her dress for the party.
I like the fact that she’s getting along with Elenor. One can only hope that Anne won’t be so difficult, not
that her approval means sh it to me anyways.
I love Hazel, and I don’t need anyone’s approval on whether or not I can date her.
Anne already made Elenor’s love life miserable because she cares about what Anne has to say, and
Raymond seems to care too. If only they’ll learn to ignore her, only then will they enjoy their
rtionship.
Initially, I found it fascinating to observe the skilled makeup artist and stylist I had arranged for,
meticulously working on her hair and makeup. However, my excitement quickly turned to shock as
Hazel emerged from the dressing room in a shockingly short, backless dress that left me momentarily
breathless.
With a sigh, I rose from the bed and walked over to Hazel, standing beside her in front of the mirror. My
hand gently traced the exposed skin of her back, voicing my concern, “Either you want me as your
companion for the party, or you intend to distract me from my work tonight.”
Hazel yfully chuckled, interpreting my words as a sign of approval. “I’m guessing you like the dress,”
she said with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
Leaning in to ce a tender kiss on her neckline, I inhaled her enchanting fragrance. “I adore
everything you wear,” I confessed, “but I wish I could have the exclusive privilege of admiring it.”
The mere thought of other men casting their eyes upon her long legs filled me with an unreasonable
sense of jealousy. “You drive me crazy, Hazel,” I admitted, struggling to contain my emotions.
Her words filled me with warmth as Hazel replied, “It’s mutual, baby.” She turned to face me,
enveloping her hands around my neck and leaned in for a passionate kiss. “You have no idea how
crazy you make me feel when I see you in a sharp tuxedo or a dashing three-piece suit,” she admitted
with a yful grin.
Feeling emboldened, my hands found their ce on her backside, and I teased her, “Definitely not as
crazy as you drove me when I saw you in this mesmerizing dress.” My left hand traced the length of her
outfit seductively. “I might consider letting you leave the house, but only on the condition that you
promise not to bend over all night,” I whispered teasingly, reveling in our intimate banter.
Herughter echoed through the room, a melodic sound that had quickly be my favorite. “I believe
I can manage that,” she murmured, yfully nting gentle kisses on my lips. “Anything is better than
enduring your men hovering around me all night.”
Oh, there’s no doubt about it. Raymond will be keeping thempany throughout the evening. “Have I
mentioned how absolutely breathtaking you look?” Iplimented.
She nibbled on her lip, batting her eyshes at me coyly. “I believe you might have overlooked
mentioning that,” she teased. However, her attention was momentarily diverted as her phone rang on
the bed. “Ah, I believe that’s Eleanor calling. I should have reached there by now.”
As I released her from the embrace, I nted another tender kiss on her lips. “Just a friendly reminder,
try not to bend over too much, and please avoid getting too drunk,” I said yfully. She responded with
a sweet giggle. As she left the room, I settled back onto the bed, picking up myptop to resume work.
Later, while I was in a deep slumber, I managed to hear the faint sound of my ringtone. Blinking away
the drowsiness, I
Chapter 33
reached for my phone and answered the call. “Yes, Raymond, what is it?” I asked, trying to shake off
the sleepiness from my
voice.
“I believe it’s best for you toe and handle yourdy,” he mentioned with a slight lisp, his concern
evident. “She seems to bepletely inebriated with your sister, and I can’t leave Elenor alone withC0pyright ? 2024 N?v)(elDrama.Org.
these unfamiliar faces.” He directed a sharpmand at someone nearby. “Honestly, it’s like dealing
with a bunch of hormonal teenagers.”
Hormonal teenagers? I groaned inwardly as I nced at the rm clock, wincing at thete hour – it
was three in the morning! How could she be getting drunk at this time? I quickly grabbed a pair of pants
and a hoodie before making my way out of the room.
This morning, I entrusted the driving duties to Steven, a security personnel I rarely used, because
Raymond was busy ensuring Hazel was kept away from those questionable guys. Frankly, I feared I
might end up strangling them if they tried anything funny with her.
After a tiresome forty-five-minute drive, I finally arrived at Elenor’s house, and the sheer level of noise
emanating from her ce made me wonder why her neighbors hadn’t called the cops yet. As I stepped
into the apartment, my jaw clenched in surprise at the overwhelming number of males in attendance.
Elenor didn’t mention anything about inviting such arge crowd of guys. My eyes caught sight of
Raymond on what appeared to be a makeshift stage, reprimanding ady who was wildly dancing on a
table while other men cheered her on. The scene was chaotic, to say the least.
Due to the dim light, I wasn’t able to make out the female’s face right until she bent her a ss, the very a
ss I specifically told her not to bend over. Can any one exin why my woman is bending her a ss over
for men?