Celebrity Playboy Chapter 27

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“I can be a bad bîtch too, Katherine” Hazel muttered, and a large hush fell in the studio.

Silence!

A deafening silence happened as the two girls kept the guns at each other’s faces.

Katherine bit harshly into the flesh of her mouth, looking tied.

She couldn’t shoot, not when Hazel’s finger is also under the trigger of her own gun.

Everyone else held their breaths, and those who are laying low are still there, awaiting the gunshots.

Amber and Penny have this shocked-to-death look on their faces especially Penny

She’s staring at Hazel like she’s not the same girl she grew up with.

Hope is still holding her wounded forearm, eyes dilated as she stared.

Kenzie’s hands are in his pocket, and he’s slowly chewing gum, his eyes completely on Hazel only.

“C’mon pull the trigger if you can” Hazel smirked at Katherine.

Kenzie could see her fears though.

Her hands are shaking on the gun, but not that much, she’s trying to control it, and his lips twitched when he saw that.

Slowly, Katherine dropped her hand, and Hazel did same, both exhaling at the same time.

“If you later find your boyfriend, you should warn him to hide well cos if he comes out, I’ll kill him” she warned boldly, and Hope sighed.

Hazel turned around, and she almost missed her footings as she started walking to Kenzie whose hands are still in his pockets.

Her eyes are fixed solely on him, and her knees are red…he wondered why.

He squinted and took the gun from her when she got to him.

“bonne fille” he said in french… she blinked slowly.

Before she could start wondering what it means, he pocketed the gun and entered the practice room to take her bag.

It’s recognizable as the only green.

He came back and took Hazel’s hand.

“We still have one more practice session” she protested.

“Cancelled, you can go…and I want gists later ok?” Hope said loudly.

Hazel smiled at her, and she finally left the studio with Kenzie.

“And who are you to give orders when I’m alive and breathing!” Amber confronted Hope immediately.

“We couldn’t possibly resume practice after your sister terrorized us all with a gun!” Hope fired back.

“Watch your mouth fool! Else I’m gonna give you another bite! I bite pretty well” Katherine flared.

“Of course, dogs will always be dogs” Hope scoffed.

“What did you just say?” Katherine and Amber chorused.

“Stop it!” Penny’s voice interrupted them, and they all faced her.

She has her hands in her already haphazard hair, looking like a madwoman.

“Practice cancelled, right? Everyone should bounce” she muttered, grabbing her jacket and bag.

She dashed out of the studio without looking back.

Amber and Katherine left too, leaving Hope with the team members.

She looked at her bitten arm, feeling the pains already.

“You should get it treated” one of the team members told her.

“Of course” she replied, and her phone buzzed in her bag.

She went for it and smiled when she saw a text from Natty.

Natty: Are you in for hangout? And please get ready to be my photographer!

Hope: In!

Natty: Meet me at the subway then!

Hope left the studio too.

*

Kenzie hasn’t said a word since he drove out of the studio park, and it left Hazel with no choice but to start scrolling through her WhatsApp, though there’s literally nothing to see.

No one updated a new status, and she got bored easily.

She left WhatsApp and bit her lip slightly, wondering why he’s not saying anything…

Did he bring her out of the studio to go mute on her?

His scent surrounded her so much that she can’t even breathe without inhaling.

It’s maddening, so much that she had to look up, and she almost choked on her own spit when she found his eyes on herself already.

He’s not driving anymore, he enabled auto-drive already.

She couldn’t blink, and she couldn’t look away from his unraveling eyes…it’s like a spell, and when he finally smiled, she blinked, though it’s one of his fake smiles.

“What?” She asked, and he smiled again… another fake.

“You’re interesting than I thought, sweetheart” he finally talked, and she pushed her lips forward in a pout.

Cute.

“Is that why you haven’t been talking to me since we left the studio?” She said.

“Mmm-mm…What would I say when I’m short of words?” He said, and she smiled slightly.

“How did you learn to handle a gun?” He asked with raised brows.

“I watched action shows with Lee a lotta times” she replied.

“Are you fuçking with me? No one learns to be that perfect by shows alone” he frowned.

“I’m serious, only action shows” she blinked.

“Who’s your father?” His eyes darkened, and she looked away from him immediately.

“I have no reason to answer that”

“Even if i fûck it out of you?” He deadpanned, and she snapped her head back to him immediately.

“You wouldn’t”

He smirked before grabbing the wheel again.

“Where are we going?” She asked straight.

“You wanted noodles, there’s a Chinese restaurant around” he replied.

“You… came all the way to the studio to… take me out for lunch?” She bit her lip again.

“Does that make your panties wet?” He replied without looking at her, and she reclined.

“Douche” she muttered, folding her toes in her shoes.

She couldn’t fight the red that appeared on her cheeks though, and she started blowing air out of her mouth to calm.

Kenzie noticed her red knees for the second time before he pulled up at the restaurant park.

All eyes fell on them as they went in together, and that was when she remembered he’s actually the king of girls.

• Wait…the girl at the cemetery?

• The one who slapped him?

• What the fûck did she do to his head?

• Fûck! Don’t tell me he’s dating that worm!

• Kenzie? Dating? Nah!

Hazel decided to turn deaf ears to the comments, and Kenzie looks like he’s not even hearing them.

They booked a table, and she began opening the menu as slowly as possible, eyeing the different noodles.

Kenzie leaned forward on his chair, elbows on the table and eyes on her.

She covered her face with the menu, and he pulled his brows slightly.

“I’ll just have stir-fried noodles and… Juice” she closed the menu, and he called a server to get her order.

“You won’t eat?” She raised questioning brows.

“My OCD and salt disorder only allows homemade food” he replied curtly, and she nodded.

“Oh…

“And what’s up with your red fuçking knees?” He asked, and she rubbed them under the table.

“Oh…a part of the dance requires going on the knees” she replied.

“And you don’t find it sensible to use knee pads?” He frowned.

“They’re too expensive, and… stop scolding me when I did nothing wrong” she muttered, and he gave her a indecipherable look before retrieving his phone.

He was tapping away on it when her meal was brought, and she was halfway through eating when Kenzie went outside.

He came back minutes later with a package in a delivery bag.

“What’s that?” She asked, dropping her chopsticks.

“Just eat” he replied.

“I’m full” she said, and he stood, grabbing her hand.

She followed like a kitten till they got to the closest washroom.

He dropped the bag and lifted her up by the waist, placing her in between the dispensers.

He brought a small white container out of the bag and opened it

It’s an ointment for her red knees, and as he applied, she couldn’t get her eyes of him.

She folded her palms till he was done, and he gave her the whole bag which contains multiple knee pads, all colour green.

“Thank you” she said with a smile.

Kenzie brought his face back to her immediately, then his two hands landed on her exposed thighs.

She held her breath, and the depth of his eyes affected her so much that she couldn’t release it.

She gulped when he started leaning in, the tension so murderous and high.

His palms went higher on her thighs too, and his face came closer…

Magically, her eyes went shut, and her heartbeats echoed in her eardrums.

Kenzie ran his eyes through her face, then he brought his right thumb to her bottom lip, rubbing it seductively…

She opened her eyes.

“Did someone kiss these lips before?” He whispered, and she felt a thin line of sweat crawling down her breàsts valley.

“N..no” she stuttered.

“I said I like it better, Hazel…when you don’t stutter” he whispered darkly again, still rubbing her lip, slow and erotic.

“No” she said firmly, and a smirk tugged at his lips.

“And…did anyone ever eat you out like I did?” He asked.

“No” she replied, and he inserted his thumb into her warm mouth immediately.

“Suck” he ordered, diving his hand between her thighs to rub her folds through her panties.

As she sucked, he rubbed, and she began moaning silently, beautiful whines leaving her stuffed mouth.

“You’re so fuçking beautiful” he growled, gently withdrawing his thumb after a few more laps of her tongue.

“And no one else is allowed to touch you, else I’ll kill him and deliver his hands to your doorstep” he said, and she felt the thrill in her bones.

Why is fear exciting her?

He helped her down, held her hand again and took the bag with the other hand as they left the room together.

*

PORSCHE HANGOUTS*

Amongst the hundreds of people present, Natty and Hope are one of them.

They have two bowls of parfait waiting to be devoured by them, but Natty insisted on snapping pictures first.

“Now I get why you update your IG almost every minute” Hope said after taking another shot

“I’m nothing without pictures, I have hundreds of crushes on IG” Natty replied.

“And yet you don’t have a boyfriend?” Hope raised her brows as they finally sat their tent.

“At least I have an ex” Natty replied.

“And he’s?”

“Miguel” Natty said.

“What! Same Miguel?”

“Mmm-mm…it didn’t last though, and don’t ask why we broke up cos i still don’t know why he broke up till now” she replied.

“But you’re strong, you continued being in the circle despite that” Hope said.

“Eh… nothing serious” Natty replied, and her eyes darted to Hope’s bitten arm.

It’s treated and patched already.

“Can’t believe that dog girl did this, I should teach her a lesson” she said, and Hope smiled, inserting straw into her drink.

Miguel is Natty’s ex?

Then is it right for her to have a crush on him?

It was love at first sight for her.

What’s she gonna do?

*

TO Be Continued