FORTY- SIX

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The woman seemed vaguely familiar

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The woman seemed vaguely familiar.

OH YEA

LYLA.

Lyla Hutchins.

The woman I fired before the HA lingerie show.

she came closer to Xander, she opened her arms to hug him when I stepped in between.

I pushed her chest hard making her fall flat on the floor.

"Bad manners, Ms Hutchins. Don't you know that he's married?" I ask Lyla with my eye brow raised and she fists her hand.

"He's my boyfriend." She shouts and sprinted towards me.

She attempted to throw punch at my face but due to my amazing reflexes, I gripped her fist and twisted her hand behind her back.

she grunted in pain and started swearing.

"Should I break her hand?" I ask Xander while looking at him. He was staring at me while biting his lips.

"Do what you wish." He says and I smirk.

I then kick her head with my knee and kept twisting her hand until I heard a crunch sound.

She fell on the floor, sobbing from the pain, while I showed no mercy.

Touch what's mine and that's how you'll pay.

"Jonathan please escort her to the hospital and charge it on Mr Carrington's card." I say and Jonathan carries Lyla in his hand and walks to the elevator, accidentally slamming Lylas head on the wall in process.

I grab Xander's collar and drag him inside my cabin. As we entered in the cabin, I lock the door and turn to see Xander.

"Possessive, I like it." He says and I scoff.

"I have nothing to be possessive about. You're mine anyways." I say and Xander grins.

"Who said I'm yours?" Xander asks and I smirk.

I slowly walk towards him making him smirk.

I slowly start brushing my hand on his dick causing it to harden at the contact of my palm.

I push Xander on the couch and get on top of him. I slowly grind my hips on his causing his erection to press against my covered core.

"If you're not mine, then why the fuck do you get so turned on around me?" I ask him while biting his lips. He groans in response and squeezes my ass. I unbuckle his belt from his trousers and pull it out.

I grab both of his hands and tie them around the couch.

"Hazel! WHAT THE FUCK? Let me out." He says and I smirk.

"You can't touch me anymore. You wanna act smart, I'll show you smart." I say smirking showing him that I'm the one in control this time.

I slowly start to grind on his dick and he groans.

I travel my hands down to his dick and palm him. Feeling his dick twitch under my hand makes me smirk.

I unbutton his pants and pull his dick out. It stands erects, the tip is red and veiny. It seemed he's painfully hard at the moment.

Let's tease him.

I trace my index finger on his dick making him groan and turned on. He looks at me with anger filled in my eyes.

"What? You don't like me doing it?" I ask him and panic filled his face.

"Or seeing a dominatrix dominating you is hurting your manly ego?" I ask him smirking. It seemed to trigger him more.

I grab his dick in my hand and give it a tight squeeze causing a groan to leave his lips.

"Fuck, please Hazel." He says breathlessly and I let him go.

His eyes could kill anyone but right now he's tied. Too bad.

"What? Why should I? You're not mine. I think I should go get Lyla." I get off him and walk towards the door.

After taking two steps I say, " Oops, how can she? She's in the hospital because I beat her ass up." I comment and walk back to my dear husband who's tired to the sofa. His dick out, it's still hardened and growing longer.

So needy.

"So tell me dear husband, why should I fuck you? Or jerk you off perhaps?" I ask him and he groans throwing his head back.

"Because.." he pauses.

"I'm listening." I say and walk around him.

"Because I'm yours." He finally says and smirks makes its way to my face.

"Damn right you are darling." I say and kneel down to face him. "I'll make one thing clear, you're mine Xander. Mine only. Mine to fuck, mine to ruin, mine to destroy, mine to spoil, mine to kiss, and mine to love." I repeated the exact same lines he mentioned the night we confessed. His eyes grew wide and a smirk appeared on his face.

Not soon enough, Xander pulled on the belt too hard that the sofa broke. He removed the belt from his hand and looked towards me with an evil grin.

Ooh motherfucking asshole.

I better run.

I was left shocked, my eyes wide open, mouth opened. I quickly regain my posture and get ready to run but oh my luck is so fucked.

I'm officially fucked.




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HI YA'LL, HOPE YOU LIKED THIS CHAPTER.

Hazel's dominant side appeared due to the jealousy. I'm pretty sure y'all know what's going to happen in the next chapter for sure. 💀😭✋🏻.

Okay but can we all really admit that Hazel is a hottie? Like she's everything a guy dreams of, except for the part, where she's a mafia leader and actually loves to stab men in their dicks.

And about Xander, the guy is hot af..

I feel like Hazel and Xander are that definition of a power couple. DominantxDominant.

What do y'all think?

Anyways, I hope y'all liked the chapter, and please don't forget to vote, comment, and follow me on wattpad or on insta💖💖💖

Have a great day y'all lovely people. ⚡️

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