Chapter 91: 90

"Yes, including you," Hazel puffed her cheeks, which made Enzo wish he was on the other side of the screen so he could pinch them.

"Yes, yes," Enzo pretended to be serious.

Enzo and Hazel chatted for some time, and then he noticed she was having difficulty responding to him. Even though he wanted to talk to her longer, he could not bear to see her struggle to keep her eyes open.

"Go to sleep now. We will talk tomorrow," Enzo instructed.

"Good night Enzo," Hazel replied and immediately switched the laptop off.

As Enzo lay on the bed, he could not erase the alluring images of Hazel. Her cleavage got him hard and bothered, leaving him unable to sleep. He thought a phone call would calm him down, but it had the opposite effect. He closed his eyes and slowly counted from ten to one and wondered when the day would finally come when he could stare at Hazel's beauty all day.

Finally, it was Monday, and as usual, Enzo's vehicle was waiting outside the college gate. Hazel opened the car door and was disappointed when she found Enzo was not there. The driver informed her that his boss was busy, so he could not pick her up.

As soon as Hazel reached Enzo's mansion, she went straight to his study, where she knew it was the place he spent most of his time.

"Boo…," Hazel screamed, trying to scare him. Enzo lifted his head from the laptop and placed a finger on his lips, indicating her to keep quiet.

He was at a conference call with the foreign delegates. This was the reason he had not stepped out of the room all afternoon.

Hazel understood she was not supposed to disturb him. So even her footsteps were, so light to avoid making any noise. She sat in front of Enzo, but after a few minutes, she got bored.

She took the paperweight and twirled it, then she made a fort out of the books lying on the table. For her, it looked like the meeting would not end today. Hazel took a piece of paper and made a paper plane.

She threw the paper plane, and it landed outside the door. Enzo was observing her from the corner of his eye. A smile broke on his face. When he saw her childish actions, even when he tried to maintain a strict image in front of his business associates, he couldn't help himself.

Finally, when the meeting ended, Hazel let out a breath, wondering how Enzo could sit in one place for so long. Even in college, after every period, she needed to take a walk in the corridor, and she kept roaming everywhere.

Enzo closed his laptop and looked at her intensely. "Come here," Enzo waved his hand.

Hazel obediently got up from her seat and walked towards him. As soon as she got near him Enzo held her wrist and pulled her into his lap.

"Let me go…," Hazel tried to move away.

"Be good, stop moving." Enzo put his hands around her waist and locked it tightly. Hazel tried to wriggle out of his grip but gave up as she knew she couldn't compete with him in terms of physical strength.

"Did you miss me?"Enzo asked, to which Hazel nodded her head.

"Use your words," Enzo instructed.

"I missed you," she responded.

"How much?"

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"A lot," she said with her eyes widened.

"Really?" Enzo raised his brow.

"I missed you this much." Hazel lifted her hands in the air to show how sincere she was.

"Hmm, I believe you now," he chuckled.

Enzo leaned his forehead on her arm and whispered, "I missed you, too."

The past two days were tough for him. He used to laugh when his friends always texted their girlfriends, and one call was enough for them to leave everything and run to meet their partners. But now, here he was in a much worse state. As he spent time with Hazel, he was getting attached to her.

Hazel froze as Enzo planted a light kiss on her hand. He did not stop there and slowly started planting kisses all over her arm, to her elbow. Hazel shivered since this time they were open mouth kisses, and it felt like he increased the pace just to get a reaction out of her.

Enzo stopped kissing but did not loosen his grip around her waist.

"Come on, it's time for you to start studying," Enzo said. Hazel got up and headed to her seat. Enzo searched the internet for a few test questions and selected the easiest one.

"I will give you one hour. You can answer as many questions as you can." Enzo set a timer on his phone. Hazel opened her notebook to write, while Enzo continued to go over his work.

When the timer beeped, Enzo asked her to pass the paper, for which she shook her head. "Hazel it's fine. No one expects you to score well on your first attempt," Enzo assured her.

Slowly, Hazel passed him the paper, and he saw she had answered only one question on the first page. He turned the pages, hoping she may have answered other questions.

"What is this? You have not even answered more than one question in the last one hour. This is the topic I taught you last week. How can you forget it so soon?" Enzo scolded.

"I got confused. The questions were so difficult," Hazel whined.

"In exams, everything will be tough. It's fine if you don't top the college, but you need to get a decent score," Enzo said sternly.

Hazel took the paper back from him and this time answered it a little more seriously.

While Enzo was in the room, she wrote the answers, but once he went out to answer a phone call, she swept the paper aside and took her mobile phone to check social media.

Enzo rolled his eyes when he saw her carelessness, as there were less than two months for her exams. She was too involved in scrolling pictures. She did not notice Enzo standing behind her.

"Hey..," Hazel screamed when he suddenly grabbed her phone.

"What are you doing? Give me my phone back," Hazel scowled.

"No, you will not get it back until I correct your paper," Enzo growled.

Hazel got up to snatch the phone, but Enzo moved away.. She ran towards him and touched the phone when he lifted his hand in the air.

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