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on and Nathaniel didn't have a close relationship, and Orion was well aware of Nathaniel's selfish nature, using people for his own gain.

cused herself to the bathroom. Then one of Nathaniel's friends asked him about Hazel, remarking that she didn't seem like his usual type. Nathaniel's response wa

stood up to leave, Nathaniel asked if he was leaving, and Orion told him that he couldn't tolerate their stupidity. Though Orion had

Hazel's relationship until he discovered that they were getting married. Fearing that Nathaniel would ruin Hazel's life, Orion assigned his men to keep a watchful eye

rue intentions. Nathaniel confessed that he didn't love Hazel, instead viewing her as a potential housewife who would cater

d he became determined to stop the wedding, refusing to let t

e exterior was a masterpiece of modern architecture, with sleek white walls and black designs. The grounds were nicely manicured, with not a single blade of gras

her. Orion led the way, his long strides eating up the distance as he walked towards the f

painted black color scheme that was both sleek and sophisticated. The decor was simple yet unique. Hazel's eyes wandered over the room, t

expression neutral. "And your luggage will be brought up to you any minute now." Hazel nodded, her eyes flicking upwards towards the staircase

signed with pink and white, and that was her favorite color. It was dominated by a massive pink four poster bed, with sleek white nightstands and a plush pink rug that felt

oom looked like. Was it just as grand, just as opulent? She thought. Without thin

he silence. "Come in," Hazel called out, her voice barely above a

is expression courteous. Hazel nodded, a small smile pla

a sigh, she threw off the covers and made her way to the bathro

f relief as the warm water cascaded over her body. She closed her eyes and

eyes shot open in alarm. "Who's there?" she called out

her heart racing in her chest. "W

she began to feel a sense o