Who would have thought that a promise made by two veterans to marry off their children could still be valid sixty years later?
Well definitely not Hazel, just after a breaking up with her cheating boyfriend, she finds herself being given into the ha...
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As I made my way to the luxurious toilet in the private jet, I couldn't help but blush, as much as I did not want to admit it to myself, sex with Caleb crofts was amazing, it was in fact the best I had so far. His heads skill was out of this world, and he knew exactly how to use his heavy machinery. Even though I still felt sore from our escapades last night and this morning, I wanted more, I was so ready to join the mile high club.
"Get a grip Hazel." My brain scolded, "You're playing with fire and you know it." My subconscious continued. I sighed at the part of my mind that felt this way, after Ben and Harry, all I wanted was to be happy, I knew the arranged marriage was forced upon me, but wouldn't it be great if everything worked out.
I quickly did my business in the toilet, re-touched my make-up, and checked my breath to make sure it was fresh. Deep inside my heart I was ready to go back out to Caleb and cuddle with him for the rest of the flight, I wanted him to hold me just as he did the night before.
I shut the door of the toilet still fantasying of things I wanted him to do to me that night, however when I got back to the main cabin, I saw Caleb's big breasted flight attendant straddling him on his laps and kissing him while the slutty mini skirt she was wearing hung half way up her bum revealing that she was not wearing any underwear.
All I saw was red "What the fuck is going on here?!" I screeched at the top of my voice.
Caleb instantly pushed the slutty flight attendant on to the floor whom quickly got up and scurried away.
"Hazel, I swear it isn't what it looks like." He said as he jumped to his feet.
I felt absolutely foolish to have believed that he wanted me, "I warned you." A voice in my head said, and I immediately wished I had listened, I wished I hadn't given myself over to Caleb so easily, I wished I had kept my distance as I initially planned to. This marriage was after all a fluke and a joke to him, why did I suddenly think that it could be more.
"You have to believe me." He uttered whilst trying to touch me.
"Don't you dare touch me." I spat in irritation.
"You used me and toyed with my feelings." I stated still in a state of unbelief.
"Hazel, I would never-" He began, but I quickly shut him up. "From now on, this marriage is a scam! I will never see you as my husband! You are officially permitted to go on whoring after your sluts, my only condition is that you let me be and leave me the fuck alone."
With that I stormed to the furthest seat away from him, sat down, put my headphones on, and picked up my favourite book. Even though I wanted to bawl my eyes out, there was no way I was going to give Caleb Crofts the satisfaction of seeing me cry.
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"Mam, wake up." I heard someone say as they tapped me awake. When I opened my eyes, I saw the pilot who was in his mid forties standing in front of me, "The car has been loaded with the luggage and your husband his waiting for you."
I cringed at the word 'husband' there was no way that lying bastard would ever be considered as a husband by me. I gave the pilot my best smile and said "Thank you." I grabbed all my things and climbed down the metal stairs that lead out of the private jet.
Though it was cold, I didn't mind the caramel coloured crop sweater and the matching jogger bottom I was wearing, I mean it did make the last couple of hours on the jet more comfortable.
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I walked towards the black Bentley that was waiting outside on the grounds of the private air space and entered it.
"Did you sleep well?" My unwanted husband asked, I rolled my eyes, ignored him, and instead looked out the car's window. As the car started, I switched on my mobile and as usual I had a flood of texts from Ben, most of them were him just checking up on me, but the last one made me smile.
Ben Crawford:I might just die, if you stop talking to me L. I miss you that much Hazel. I don't think I have ever missed you this much in my life. I'm so sorry.
I shot back a response.
Hazel Hammonds: Let's meet up tomorrow😁.
Ben immediately responded.
Ben Crawford: Really? You're not playing with me are you🤔?
Hazel Hammonds: Well if you don't want to....................😜
My phone dinged just a few seconds after.
Ben Crawford: Text me the time and place.
His eagerness to see me deepened my smile, perhaps I have been too mean to him, it wasn't like I didn't know what Cami was capable of. At least now she was permanently out of his life.
Hazel Hammonds: I'll text you with the details tomorrow 😁😁.
I locked the screen of my phone, and continued to look outside the window taking in the view of the city while thinking how on earth I was going to get out of this god forsaken marriage to Caleb Crofts.
"This is not the way to my penthouse." I heard Caleb tell the Chauffer.
"I know sir." The chauffer responded, "Master Crofts has moved all your things to his mansion, you and the Mrs are expected to live there".
Mine and Caleb's mouth fell open at the same time, "He what?!" We both questioned in unison.
____________Author's Notes_____________
Yikes! Looks like Hazel is ten thousand percent pissed off!
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