C6 UNEXPECTED VISITORS

It was almost evening, when a pair of beautiful blue eyes woke up to the evening sun rays. Hazel woke up uncharacteristically stiff. She smiled as she stretched her body and yawned. Obviously her body wasn't used to being so... active, it's been months since she felt this alive. Still smiling, she rolled over and reached for Carl. She had tons of ideas for waking him---

But the place beside her was cold, and empty. A knot tied in her belly as she sat up and looked around the room. Damn, he didn't keep to his words. Had he walked out on her again? She hated her life.

Suddenly, the sound of running water reached her ears and she looked toward the closed bathroom door. Phew, she relaxed, of course he was in the shower. The thoughts of sneaking to surprise him lingered. She was about throwing off the sheets to do so when the water shut off. So instead, she laid back down and waited for her prince charm.

In about few minutes, the bathroom door opened and Carl emerged, he held a towel in his hands which he used to dry his hair. He was dressed in a brown underwear, his torso still wet and gleaming. Gosh, this man would definitely be the death of her. She dropped her gaze to his crotch and let them feed on it, before drifting them over his entire body, then raised her eyes to his face.

"You're looking good" she wet her lips

Carl dropped his gaze to his crotch "Him, or me?" He pointed at his face

Hazel broke into a weird chuckle. "Both, I'll have both please, she raised her eyebrows at the sight of a red mark on his neck. Hey! What's that mark on your neck?' she asked him

"Oh, this? His palm rubbed the bruise and he grinned foolishly. It's where you bit me this morning"

Two bright spot formed on Hazel's face as she remembered those wild moments. "I did that?"

"Yeah, you were preety awesome. You are something you know?" He rubbed his hair

Where was all this coming from? Hazel cocked her eyebrows at him. "I didn't, but thanks to you. Am beginning to realize that?"

She stared at him, only if he could tell her that everyday and mean every single word. It would make her the happiest woman in the world. She looked away, afraid of what he might read in the look on her face. Scared to bring the old him back. " What are you going to do later on?"

"Hmm, nothing much I think. He tossed the towel on a chair? What about you?"

Left to her alone, her preference was to stay in bed with him all day, but she wasn't sure he would be willing to. I better hit the showers and go downstairs to help with dinner" she closed her eyes and stretched her arms overhead, arching her back.

Hazel opened her eyes and caught Carl watching her. He marveled at how much she had grown but he didn't realize. She was so beautiful. He grinned foolishly again, and Hazel's cheeks flushed, as she ducked her head shyly, wondering what was going through his head "keep being a good girl, and I might find it difficult to resist you" he raised her hand to his lips and gave her a look that ignited fire through her curls

She leaned towards him "Maybe you should come back to bed"

He glanced at the clock and shook his head "You have no idea how much I'd like that, but it's almost six now. He paused for a bit. You speaking of kitchen earlier, I'll like you to inform the chef to prepare veggie stew and fresh fish" he added and moved over to the closet

Hazel's stomach tightened. Carl barely ate healthy, and neither did She. They only time she made that was when--- Oh no! Terror filled her eyes. So that means, his parents are coming over. She dragged the sheets and covered her exposed breast

"Carl?" Her voice reduced to a whisper.

"Yes?"

"Are your parents coming over?"

"Ahh yes they are. They should be here before eight. So we both need to hurry. And isn't that great, you've got more company while am at work"

Company? Was he kidding! He knows how much his parents hated her guts. They never regarded her as a wife. She was always mistreated and called a harlot, and gold digger by them. "Why?"

"Excuse me?" He replied, as he put on a brown shirt and dark trousers, which fitted him perfectly.

"Why didn't you tell me they were coming over?"

He turned and gave her an irritated gaze. "Why do you think I have to tell you when I want to bring my parents over?" His voice became fiem

"I have every right to know Carl. Whoever it is I bring over, you have a right to know, so goes for you" she raised her voice, as tears stung her eyes

"You must be insane, trying to tell me what to do"

Hazel winced at his voice. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The old Carl was back. Well she better air out her feelings and get it over with. "Carl, you keep hurting me each time without knowing. I have no problem with your parents coming over, but at least I should have----"

"Spare me the drama please, Carl cut her short. You better get your perfect ass off that bed and go steam my parents their favorite before they arrive." He concluded and stormed out, taking a dark hat with him

The door banged with a loud noise. So much for thinking he could change with just a night of sex. She took in a deep breath, getting out of bed, she took a towel and headed for the bathroom---

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Hazel stood frozen in the room. As soon as she was done cooking, she instructed the chef to set the table when Carl's parents arrived. Then she hurried back upstairs, hoping to avoid their scrutiny and potential criticisms. The fear of ruining their day and becoming the target of more chores weighed heavily on her mind.

In the room, Hazel nervously chewed her nails, silently praying that Carl's parents would only stay for the weekend. She longed to return to her normal routine without the constant worry of judgment. Dealing with Carl's callous behavior was already overwhelming; adding his parents to the equation felt like too much. The mere thought of them intensified her internal chaos as they didn't like her, and never saw anything good in her.

Gosh! her whole life is a mess. She gotta keep moving on one feet from henceforth to avoid annoying anyone. Cause if Carl hears she displeased his parents, if it was true or not. She would end up getting hit or punished. Last time, he made her sleep on the hard couch in the library for a week. Her back ached for a long time

Sitting on a bed, the reflection of car lights from a vehicle flashed in her eyes, she heard Carl drive in and park. The realization hit her—his parents were here!.

"Sammy! Sammy!" Carl's commanding voice echoed as he came out and shut the door, come get their bags" he demanded the butler to fetch their bags.

Bags?! It hit hard, just how long does his folks plan on staying? She questioned silently

"How's my baby doing?" Roselle's voice reached her ears as she peeped through the window to watch them. Carl's mother beamed as she opened her arms and enveloped him in an embrace.

Am great, as you can see" Carl replied

"I see you have added some flesh, you look handsome as always. Am sure you have all the ladies swooning all over you". Hazel frowned as she watched the plump woman, with short dark her peck her son.

"Hello son," his father, a tall man, with dark hair. And perfectly shaved face, exchanged handshakes with him. She could see where Carl got his extremely handsome features from. And it was definitely not from his mother.

"Well then, let's get in, Carl ushered them inside, I hope you enjoy your stay here . He concluded, as Hazel stood stiff, staring at nothing.

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"Aren't you going to come down? Mom and dad are already seated, they need to see you" Carl questioned, interrupting her thoughts.

"I'll be down in a minute; my head just aches a little," Hazel lied, placing a palm on her forehead.

"Well, take a pill and make sure you're down in a jiffy," Carl concluded, shutting the door behind him.

Descending the stairs, Hazel heard the dinning room filled with light chatter and the clinking of utensils. However, as she approached the table, an abrupt silence took over.

"She's still here?" Roselle's question hung in the air, creating a tension.

A loud sigh followed, "Well, well, well, if it isn't Hazel Peters." The room grew heavy with suspense, as chills ran down her spine.----

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