The Runaway Husband

Chapter 51

Third Person POV

Hazel limped towards the bathroom, each step a painful reminder of the night before. Once he reached the mirror, he saw his swollen and bruised face staring back at him. He took a deep breath, steeling himself against the pain and humiliation he had endured. After a brief shower, he realized he had no clothes. Wrapping himself in a towel, he searched the room but found nothing. He tried the door, only to find it locked. Defeated, he returned to the bed, wrapping himself in the bed sheet and soon falling into a restless sleep.

Two hours later, a knock on the door wake him up. He quickly wrapped himself in the bed sheet as Kevin entered the room with clothes.

"Change and come outside," Kevin ordered before leaving the room.

Hazel dressed quickly and stepped outside. Kevin nodded and gestured for him to follow. "We're going to buy clothes for you," Kevin said as they headed to the car.

They drove to the mall in silence. As they walk through the mall, people stop and stare at Hazel, mesmerized by his stunning looks. Some even approach him, asking for selfies or complimenting him on his beauty Soon, they began to recognize him as Tex from the Melodic Knights. The crowd grew, people rushing towards him, clicking pictures, and recording videos. Kevin struggled to control the crowd as it swarmed around Hazel.

Panicked, Kevin called Evelyn, but she couldn't hear him over the noise. He texted her, and within minutes, Evelyn arrived with 38 guards. Evelyn watches with increasing anger, fuming at the attention he's receiving. Her blood boiled when she saw Hazel surrounded by fans, some girls signaling inappropriate gestures towards him.

"Keep them away!" Evelyn ordered the guards as she rushed to Hazel.

The guards pushed the fans back, creating a path for Evelyn to reach Hazel. She grabbed his arm, her grip tight with anger and possessiveness.

"Let's go," she hissed, pulling him away from the crowd. Hazel was unable to walk he takes support of Evelyn

The fans' excitement grew louder as they were separated from Hazel, and the number of people around them increased rapidly. Evelyn, her patience wearing thin, signaled the guards to form a tighter barrier around them. Together, they navigated through the chaotic mall, pushing through the throngs of fans.

Once outside, Evelyn practically shoved Hazel into the car. Kevin followed, and the guards surrounded the vehicle as they drove away from the mall.

Inside the car, Evelyn's fury was palpable. She didn't say a word, her silence more terrifying than any outburst. Hazel sat quietly, feeling the weight of her anger.

When they arrived back at Evelyn's estate, she finally spoke. "You're not leaving my sight again," she declared, her voice cold and resolute.

Hazel knew better than to argue. He nodded, resigned to his fate,As soon as they step inside the door after their shopping trip, Evelyn grabs Hazel by the arm and drags him into their bedroom.

She shoves him onto the bed and straddles him, her hips grinding against his. She starts kissing him, her tongue exploring every inch of his mouth. Suddenly, she pinches his nipple hard and leaves a big red hickey. Hazal moans in pain, but Evelyn doesn't care. She continues to ride him, leaving hickeys all over his neck and body again.

Evelyn

I picture myself as Evelyn, standing tall and dominant, looking down at Hazal with a mix of disgust and desire. I reach down and grab his hair, yanking it hard. "Get on your knees,Hazel."

Hazel, still reeling from the previous night's abuse, struggles to get on his knees. I pull his hair even harder, forcing him to comply.
"Fucking hurry up!"
Once he's finally on his knees, I hike up my skirt, exposing my pussy to Hazal.

Now lick it, you little whore. Hazal looks up at me, his eyes wide with terror. He tries to speak but all that comes out is a muffled whimper.

"Please... I can't do this. I can't do any of this anymore."I laugh cruelly at his pathetic attempt to resist. I push his head down, forcing him to tongue my pussy. "You have no choice, Hazel. You're mine."I grab his hair and fuck his face, grinding my pussy against his mouth.

"Now eat my pussy until I cum, you fucking whore."     I grind my pussy against Hazel's face, As I fuck Hazel's mouth and tongue , I hear the sound of his tongue is being crushed under my weight. I can feel his pain and despair, but I don't stop."Keep eating, Hazel. Don't ever stop eating. " I scream out as I feel myself about to orgasm.

"FUCKKK I'M CUMMINGGGG!!" As I explode, I push Hazel's face deep inside my pussy, "That was beautiful."     

I stand up, towering over Hazel. My pussy is dripping wet from the climax, and I feel a sense of pride knowing that I have asserted my dominance. I glance down at Hazel and see the desperation in his eyes, the pleading for mercy that I know I will never grant.

"You're such a good whore,Hazel." I sneer, relishing the power dynamic I have created.
"You'll do anything to please me, won't you?"

I turn to leave, leaving Hazel behind. I walk to the bathroom, determined to clean myself off and regain my composure. As I enter, I catch sight of myself in the mirror. My face is flushed with excitement, my eyes full of malice and control.
"I'm going to enjoy breaking you, Hazel."