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𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙗𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚

𝙄𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙩 007

𝙃𝙖𝙯𝙚𝙡'𝙨 𝙋𝙤𝙫

Now I'm currently situated in a black mercedes benz. How the fuck do I even know the brand or even the full name of the car? I guess it's all coming back, after all the doctor said that my amnesia isn't permanent and I can recover my memories back only if I attend my therapy sessions regularly

Anyways, I'm currently situated in a black mercedes benz with two fucking hot strangers who claim to own me, sort of! The car ride has been quiet since forever and that bores the shit out of me.

"Are you guys always boring? Because if this is how y'all are, then I wonder how I used to cope. The one at the driver's seat murmured something under his breath that I didn't seem to catch. "Pardon?"

"Shut the fuck up" He glared at me through the review mirror and that made me kinda sad. The other guy, who seemed to be nice turned around to face me as a wide smile appeared on his face.

"I'm Antonio. I'm sure you don't remember my name that's why I'm reintroducing myself. It's nice to have you back, Hazel" He stretched forth his hand towards me with the smile still plastered on his face. I looked between his eyes and all over his face, hesitating to shake him. I mean I don't know this guy, I may or may not know him. But he claims to know me and I'm in their fucking car, so I guess he does know me. I shook his hand, smiling at him.

"I'm Hazel....." Hazel what? I looked at him and my smile changed into a sheepish one within a matter of seconds. "What's my surname?" I asked.

"You're just Hazel! More of Hazel nut" The mean one said in a very harsh tone. Why is he acting so mean? What's his fucking problem? I mean I haven't done anything right? I guess? This whole situation is just so frustrating, I can't even remember shit anymore. Not even my surname? This is annoyingly frustrating and I'm super duper fucked and screwed.

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Beep! The gate scanned the plate number, opening up as the vehicle entered into the compound. My jaw dropped on how big the mansion I'm looking at is.

I wouldn't even call this a mansion in presence of people because they'd think I'm just stupid or something. This is meant to be called a fucking palace because of how gigantic and enormous it is.

"Welcome home, Hazel!" Antonio said smiling at me. I was marveled by the appearance of the house. "So this is where I live? I'm rich?" I asked with my eyes still fixated on the window looking out of it.

The car came to a sudden halt as the 'grumpy pants guy' highlighted from the car. What's with his attitude towards me?
Antonio highlighted from the car, coming to open the door of the car for me. Ohhh! What a gentle man!

Me likey!

I got down from the car, mouthing a 'thank you' to him which he nodded at.

"Allesio!!" He called out to 'Mr grumpy pants'. He came to a halt as he turned around, giving the 'what's your issue' look. Yikes! This guy has some issue or maybe it is just with me.

"I'm off to my home!" Antonio yelled for him to hear because he was really far away from us, and yes that's how big this compound is. "What?" He yelled back in horror.

"Hazel is all yours now! I'd call you" Antonio yelled back but in a calmer way than 'Mr grumpy pants'. "Bye Hazel" Antonio shot me a smile before leaving. I looked at Antonio until he was out of sight.

Turning to find my way into the house. I bumped into a hard but firm body. I looked up to the huge body towering over me, I took a huge gulp in as he glared at me with pure hatred.

I guess I did something really bad to him. I should really apologize, right?

I wish Antonio didn't have to go home now. I'm so screwed!!!

𝘼𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙤'𝙨 𝙋𝙤𝙫

I looked at her in irritation as she stared back at me with fear in her eyes. Yeah! She better be scared.

She is so lucky I didn't get to kill her the first time I set my eyes on her at the hospital. Mainly because I need her to carry out some fucking operation.

"Follow me" My voice sounded hoarse yet firm and harsh. She gulped as her tiny figure followed me. I pushed the main door open revealing the interior design of my house to her, her eyes travelled all over the place as she looked at the living room with awe.

This would probably be her first time seeing an enormous house like this. Not first time tho, her motherfucking greedy ass father stole seventy million  US dollars so this wouldn't be her first time. I led her up the stairs still haven't uttered a single word to her.

I came to a sudden halt in the hallway in front of a door as she bumped into me.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I said through gritted teeth. "I... I... I'm sorry, I didn't know you'd come to a stop here" She fidgeted. I rolled my eyes at what she said.

"The only reason why I'm taking you in is because Antonio has some fucking reason to not let you stay at his place....."

"So this is not my place?" She questioned cutting me. I closed my eyes and squeezed it really hard because of what she just did just angered me.

"Don't ever cut me off when I'm speaking" I growled. "I'm sorry. I was just asking if this is my home or not. I actually thought I lived with you" She apologized.

I moved closer to her, towering over her petite figure. Why the hell would she even think this is her fucking home? Who the fuck gave her the goddamn mind to call this place her home? I don't even call it home!

"This isn't your home and it wouldn't never be" I snapped. "Just consider yourself as a fucking guest here. You're not allowed in any part of the house apart from this place because it's now your room. Antonio and Lit would bring in your clothes by tomorrow and that's when you start your training" I left her there standing akimbo as I marched down the stairs.

I walked into my study, walking towards the chair as I sat on it. I turned on my system and began my work on Yasir.......

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