Temptation.

Worst Enemy.

As I stared at my phone screen, I begged the time to slow down a little. It was really late and I was still with Hazel. A part of me didn't want to leave. I wanted to stay by her side and cuddle with her. Love is a disease. That's for sure. I didn't know how to describe it. The more our lips touch each other, the more I want to be with her. My body was addicted to her soft skin. She was an addiction. I've missed her so badly. I forgot everything that happened. We made love and it was like Heaven on earth. I didn't want to come back to the Universe. It was perfect and clean.

Hazel is the best at making love.

I swear, she drives me so insane with her sexual, unique movements.

Maybe that's why it's so hard to let go of her. She drugged me with her love and I'm stuck under her curse.

"It's late." I crushed the silence. "I need to leave in a few..." Her reaction pressed my decision with a confusing view. Her pale face wanted me to give in and spend the night by her side.

"I don't want you to leave, Hawk." She admitted as she gave me a dry kiss on the lips. "I want us to change our situation. I don't want you to argue with me anymore. I know it's late and--"

"Listen, Hazel." I interrupted her incomplete sentence. "It takes time. We can't change everything in one night. I have to think about it, I have to figure out who I am first. I don't even know my history. I can't even control myself sometimes. I really don't want to hurt you." I exclaimed with a sincere tone. "I care about you and I don't want to hurt you."

"I care about you too but..." She paused. "I just don't want you to forget me and move on. Guys don't care. They are happy when they're single and always ready to move with another chick." Her sentence slapped me straight in the face. I didn't expect those silly words from her mouth.

"Word?" I lifted a brow. "That's how you feel?" I swallowed my pride. "Girls need to understand that not all of these guys are assholes. We do have feelings as men and we hate when females compare us to other dudes. It's really annoying. I have feelings, Hazel." I paused. "I don't want you to think that I'm going to leave whenever I feel like it. I'm different. I don't ever want to hurt you."

"Why should I believe you?" She questioned my loyalty.

"Are you serious?" I said in a confusing tone. "Hazel, you gave me so many reasons to give up, to stop liking you, to get another good woman. You betrayed my trust. You betrayed me and look around." I gestured. "I'm still here. I'm still here fighting, I'm still here by your side. We just made love and trust me when I tell you this, I don't share my pleasure with any girls. Consider yourself special. You had the chance to taste my body on my worst days because It's very rare."

I was being so serious. My body was picky.

"Okay, okay." She agreed. "Let's start over." Her fingers flew in my soft hair. "Do you still like me?"

Girls are so complicated. Why do they play dumb all the time when they already know the truth? They don't pay attention to the words and focus on the negative things to start an argument. A guy doesn't have to say exactly 'I like you.' to convince his love for a female. Guys have a decent way to confess their affection and most of these girls out there don't understand that.

They want to argue so badly. They love attention. They want to hear the truth and the lie from your lips.

Hazel! Didn't I just confess that I still like you in my own words? Why are you making things so hard, Baby?

Guys ain't shit, Huh?

"We just made love, Waffle," I whispered, gently. "Why are you asking that dumb question?" I shook my head, side to side. "Look at me," I pinched her chin softly. "Why do you think I'm still fighting my own self to get you out of my head?"

"I don't know." She replied, waiting for my answer. "Why? Tell me."

"You really don't know." Her dimples burned her cheeks with a delicious flavor. "You know what I'm talking about and you just want to hear it from me." She laughed. "You're the only girl that drives me so crazy. You've done a lot of bad things but I just can't get you out of my mind. Remember when I told you that your voice is my medicine. Well, I was right about that. For the past six weeks, I was craving it for a better day. I know I'm not supposed to tell you that but I can't help myself. I've missed you. I've missed everything about you. Your silly laugh, your beautiful voice, your glorious eyes, your sexy dimples, your craziness." I chuckled as I wrapped my hand around her neck and choke her softly. "Especially those addicting lips."I bit her upper lip as she craved for a french wet kiss. "Your lips... I just can't get enough..." We savored each other's lips. "Sit on my face," I whispered between kisses as she smiled, amusingly.

I was being honest. I wanted her to sit on my face and ride it like a rollercoaster.

This girl drives me so crazy. Holy Heaven! Why am I always craving more?

I'm telling you. She cursed me with a hunger spell. I'm always hungry. Maybe the flavor of her skin has a magical seasoning. Possible fact.

"Slow down." She chuckled as she pulled my bottom lip with her teeth. "Are you trying to steal my saliva away from me?" Her sentence entertained me.

"I swear if you stay with me all night, things are going to get out of hand," I admitted. "Can you imagine yourself jumping up and down on top of my car? We can use all the positions. Doggy style is my favorite by the way and I know you love it too." We both laughed. "Have you try the butterfly position?"

"No," Her eyebrows showed her confusions. "Is it good?"

"This position is fire." I laughed. "This is the part when you can get wings just by flying into my arms." I licked my lips. "Do you want to get wings? I promise you, you'll fly all the way up to Jesus Christ." She gave me a funny punch.

"You're so giddy." She laughed.

"Giddy? I can see that you're learning new words." I joked around. "The butterfly position is working on you right now," I gestured. "You just don't know it yet." I teased her as I tried to taste her skin one more time.

"What?" She laughed, amusingly. "What are you talking about?"

"Let me show you exactly what I'm talking about." I squeezed her naked butt under her dress, purposely. "Do you want to fly or not?" My question was a total joke in her eyes. I was so serious.

"No," Her laugh made it more interesting. "I'm good love, enjoy." She declined the offer, thinking I wasn't serious.

"Okay, okay, fine, "I replied under my breath. "What about the cockroach position?" I teased her even more.

"Wait, what?" Her eyes judged my sentence. "Okay now, I feel like you're inventing those positions. Cockroach position?" I winked at her. "Really?"

"No, I'm being so serious." I lied. "The cockroach position is when you get the real wings." I laughed, knowing that I was being a jerk. "The wings can make you fly for hours and hours without getting tired and there's also a catch." I paused as she waited for my upcoming words. "Let me teach you the positions" I continued playfully.
She burst out laughing.

"Oh my... Oh my Gosh." She was entertained. "You're so stupid, I hate you." She gave me a kiss on the lips.

I deserved that dry kiss.

****
Hazel was the center of my happiness. We were talking for hours and hours. She fell asleep in my arms, her mother wasn't home and I didn't want her to worry about her daughter. I decided to carry her inside her room. I still had the key to the house. I didn't know why. I did my job as a real gentleman and made sure that she was safe inside. I didn't want to leave her by herself in the house but I just didn't want to stay at the same time. Her mother was the last person I wanted to see. She never wanted me inside her house.

I knew she hated me. The first time her eyes laid on me.

As I made my way to the kitchen, I heard a loud sound in the other room across it. The guest room. I felt like someone was inside the house. I just knew something was wrong. I turned the kitchen light, grabbed a knife and headed to the room. Small steps, noisy mind, heating brain, I've found myself staring at the most dangerous nightmare of Hazel Brown.

Her mother, Maria Brown.

Hung herself in the middle of the night.

Worst sin.

My heart jumped from my chest as I dropped the knife with a sudden rush. I untied her as fast as I could but It was already too late. Her cold body was already out of air. Her eyes were watching me with a creepy stare. Her heart was no longer available for another day. Her mind was far from thinking about the future. Her body was calling for a fresh tomb.

Hazel's mother was dead.

I sat on the floor in front of the bed, staring at the body. I was speechless. I knew that I was going to lose Hazel for good. She was probably going to blame me for her mother's death. I was the reason why her father was in jail and now her dear mother is begging for dear life. I wanted to wake her up but I was scared of the consequences. She was so tired and her body was weak.

A white envelope caught my attention and disturbed my peace. Maria wrote a letter to Hazel. It wasn't good. Dark words, white lies. The letter was going to break her heart. I knew that. It was awful.

It also broke my heart.

Dear Hazel,

My sweet daughter, my perfect candy, my only baby. I want to tell you everything before I travel to the other dark world. I didn't really understand it but now I do. I want you to know that mommy loves you and you'll always be my favorite. I'm a terrible mom, you told me once that I was a hypocrite and you were right. I only think of myself. I want you to know that it isn't about you. I decided to do this on my own. I decided to do what was best for me and for your father's future. I'm a murderer baby, I killed Hawk's father and blamed it all on your dad. He loves you very much. He loved you at least. I killed Justin Wale. Ana, his wife helped me. When your father found that, he hated both of us but he loved me and decided to keep the truth to himself. He was so hurt, he didn't talk to me for two years. I know we were acting like we were happy but we weren't. It was just a show, I didn't want to hurt you or to find out the truth but you overheard everything and your father had to lie to you and blame it all on him because he felt guilty. It was all a lie. That's the whole truth. Ana was sleeping with your dad, so was I. We were all lovers. After Justin's death, Ana felt like she couldn't participate in Hawk's life anymore, she was never there and Hawk hated her so we offered her a deal. We decided to take care of him and forged the papers, lied to him so we can keep him close. Hawk is a billionaire.

I know you want to talk to your father but I'm sorry, baby. I lied to you. I told you that your father was going to give himself up but you'll never see him again. I killed him along with Ana Hudson. Hawk's mother. I poisoned them. They were going to testify against me. I know the cops were going to find out about everything so I ended my pain. I know you're never going to forgive me and I understand but I still love you. We still love you. Hawk can never find out about this. If you don't want to stay alone, poor and miserable. Don't tell him. Try to get his attention and seduce him to get his fortune. I love you and I hope you understand why I did it. I know you love mommy and I love you too. Take care baby. You and Leah. I love you.

Sincerely, Mommy.

****

Maria Brown was the one who killed my father.

She killed my mother, her husband and took her own life.

I dropped speechlessly. I couldn't believe the truth. It made perfect sense.

The whole world made sense. The lies and the dark secrets were revealed at last.

****

But should I tell Hazel or wait until tomorrow?

Should I destroy this letter to kill bad intentions inside Hazel's mind? Or should I just walk away from this toxic family?