Scarlett lay on her back in the middle of the large bed.
She was completely naked.
Her long legs were spread wide, hanging over the edges of the mattress.
Her chest rose and fell fast.
Soft, loud moans filled the room.
Ryan was on top of her.
He still wore his black pants, but the top half of his body was bare.
His strong back and shoulders shone with sweat under the soft light.
His hands gripped Scarlett’s waist tightly as he moved in and out of her hard and deep.
Every thrust made the bed creak.
Scarlett’s head tipped back against the pillows.
Her fingers dug into the sheets.
“Harder… yes… just like that,” she gasped.
Ryan did not speak.
His face looked dark and focused.
He pulled almost all the way out, then drove back into her with force.
The sound of skin hitting skin mixed with Scarlett’s loud moans.
Hazel stood frozen in the doorway.
Her heart felt like it had been ripped out of her chest.
The iron collar around her neck suddenly felt heavier than ever.
Akeelah and Janet stopped behind her.
Both girls covered their mouths in shock.
Scarlett opened her eyes and saw them.
A slow, mean smile spread across her face even while Ryan kept moving inside her.
She did not tell him to stop.
Instead, she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him deeper.
“Ahhh….Don’t stop,” she whispered loudly enough for everyone to hear.
“I’m so close…”
Ryan’s hips slammed forward again and again.
His breathing grew heavier.
Sweat dripped from his chin onto Scarlett’s bare chest.
He held her thighs open wider and thrust even harder, the way Scarlett clearly wanted.
Scarlett’s moans turned into short, sharp cries.
Her back arched off the bed.
Her hands reached up and grabbed Ryan’s arms.
“Yes… right there… don’t stop…!”
Ryan kept the hard, steady pace.
The bed frame knocked against the wall with every strong movement.
Her eyes stayed locked on Hazel the whole time, full of victory and pleasure.
Hazel’s hands trembled.
Tears burned in her eyes, but she refused to look away.
She wanted to scream.
She wanted to run.
Her feet would not move.
Ryan finally lifted his head.
His eyes met Hazel’s.
For one short second, pure shock crossed his face.
His body froze mid-thrust.
The dark look in his eyes changed into something closer to guilt.
Scarlett noticed.
She reached up, grabbed the back of his neck, and pulled his face down to hers.
“Don’t look at her,” she whispered against his mouth.
“Look at me. Finish what you started.”
She wanted to kiss him, but he pulled her down and sighed.
At the same time, she rolled her hips upward, taking him even deeper.
Ryan closed his eyes.
His hands tightened on her waist again.
After a short pause, he started moving once more — slower at first, then harder and faster than before.
Scarlett moaned loudly into his mouth.
Her legs locked around him.
The wet sounds of their bodies filled the quiet room.
Hazel finally found her voice.
It came out broken and small.
“Wow….”
He kept thrusting into Scarlett, harder and deeper, while the girl under him smiled at Hazel over his shoulder.
The Chain of Shame around Hazel’s neck felt like it was choking her.
“I will write the password down.” She gritted her teeth and walked toward the small table where a notebook and pen still lay.
Behind her, the wet sounds continued without stopping.
The bed kept creaking.
Scarlett’s moans grew louder on purpose.
Every sound cut into Hazel like a knife.
She was supposed to be the one under him.
Hazel opened the drawer of the table that used to be hers.
Her eyes landed on a small old ring with a deep red ruby on top.
She quickly closed her fingers around it and hid the ring inside her dress.
Then she grabbed a few other important things that still belonged to her, a small silver comb, a folded letter, and a thin notebook of her own.
She paused the moment she saw a black royal.
She hadn’t opened it; a stranger from nowhere gave it to her.
No matter how hard she tried to open the box, it wouldn’t open, but anytime she shook it, she could hear something inside it.
Annoyed, she threw it away and was surprised to see it back in her room.
She even buried it, and the same thing happened.
She sighed and took the palm-sized box.
Behind her, Scarlett moaned even louder.
“Ohhh…you are so huge, Ryan… yes… Ryan!”
Hazel’s hand shook as she wrote the passwords on the paper.
When she finished, she turned around and looked at the bed one last time.
“I’ve written everything you need to know,” she said flatly.
Then she walked out of the room without another word.
Akeelah and Janet followed her quickly.
Both girls looked at her with sad eyes.
“Sorry…” Akeelah whispered.
Hazel kept walking.
Her face was blank.
“You said, I will find my answer in the library ‘?” she asked in a quiet, empty voice.
Akeelah and Janet froze.
“Don’t let them hear you, my lady,” Janet said fast, her voice low and worried.
“Please. Come to the library. Now.”
They pulled her gently down the hallway.
The long iron chain dragged on the floor behind Hazel.
Her steps were steady, but her eyes looked far away.
They had almost reached the corner that led to the library when someone stepped in front of them.
Emily!
She stood with her arms crossed and her fists clenched tightly.
Her eyes searched Hazel’s face for a long moment.
“I believed you, Hazel,” Emily said.
Her voice was firm and clear.
Hazel stopped walking and chuckled.
When she lifted her head, her eyes suddenly turned deep gold.
She looked straight at her younger sister and smirked.
“I didn’t know my witch power would be this strong on you,” she said sarcastically.