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"What does that supposed to mean?" She mumbled sighing heavily. His words did ease her tensed mind a bit but she was still worried for Ana. Even though it's been a month since she met Ana before leaving but something was bothering Hazel. She just wanted to see and talk to Ana thoroughly.

She was still busy in her thoughts when she felt breathing over her cheek. She blinked turning her face only to find her face extremely closer to her husband who raised his eyebrows when she abruptly leaned back in horror. She didn't like their close proximity.

"What were you thinking so deeply darling?" He questioned leaning back and walking to his seat. She licked her lips looking away from him.

He was as usual was dressed up in his office attire. His hair were wet while he wasn't wearing a coat today. Cyrus's eyes on their own traveled to her dressing and dang! He loved it.

That wardrobe he personally selected in her absence. He made sure to buy everything of her taste. Light make-up, flat sandals, and ankle-length dresses but yeah simple ones to be precise. He had seen how she always disliked wearing expensive overly fashioned dresses. So he made sure to buy everything of her style and liking.

"I was asking Creed about Ana." He was munching on a pancake when her soft voice halted his actions.

Something just clicked in his mind. Something he never noticed and didn't even care before but now he has started to give attention to her each and everything. And to think of it. She never uttered something.

His name. The way Creed's name rolled off her tongue tensed his muscles and deepened his frown. She knew his name and she even took that man's name without any hesitation but she never took his. Why? He didn't even forbid her to not take his name then why?

"Hazel." He called her making her look at him.

"Call my name." He said staring at her with a desperate gaze. Hazel blinked in confusion. What's with this sudden change?

"Huh." She mumbled unknowingly as she was utterly confused.

"Call my name come on." He desperately said making her bit her inner cheek as a rosy color kissed her nose and ears. She felt embarrassed.

"I-I don't know." She said almost whispering in embarrassment. Cyrus gaped at her not blinking his eyes even for a second.

"You don't know my name. You stayed in my mansion for five months yet you don't know my name." Hazel shook her head staring at the table in embarrassment.

Cyrus chuckled in disbelief. He knew he had never allowed any of his servants or workers to take his name. But he thought that she must have known his name after all it's impossible that no one has taken his name in her presence. But now to think of it maybe even if someone did she just didn't want to know it.

He felt a sting of jealousy in his chest. She knows Creed's name but not his. What the actual fuck! She doesn't know her husband's name.

"Come here." He said making her look at him. He looked serious and she knew better than to disobey him.

She stood up from the seat walking towards him. He grabbed her waist gently pulling her over his lap. He gently held her chin forcing her to look into his dark eyes.

"Cyrus. Cyrus Sylvester." He whispered leaning to her face making her gulp down.

"That's my name. Your husband's name darling. Now say it." He again repeated his desire of wanting to hear her call his name.

She closed her eyes feeling a feather like kiss ovee her cheekbone. "Say it Hazel I want to hear it from your lips." He mumbled pecking the tip of her nose.

"C-Cyrus." She finally let out and just when her soft hypnotic voice entered his ears his chest grumbled at an unknown sensation. He never thought anyone taking his name can do wonders to his heart.

"Again." He let out sensually kissing her jawline. Hazel clutched her dress squeezing her eyes.

"Cyrus." He heard her voice once again.

"Fuck!" He cursed feeling another hit over his chest. No! It can't be possible. He hated anyone calling his name. Then why does he wants to hear her call his name again and again?

What was wrong with him? This woman was making him crazier with each passing second. Why does his obsession with her keep on increasing? Just why?

He leaned his face back placing his one palm over her cheek making her slowly open her eyes. They gazed into each other's eyes as Cyrus mumbled before her lips.

"From now on you will call me by my name. Understood." She nodded her head making him throw a small smile at her.

"Say it one more time." Hazel was utterly confused at his desperation of hearing her calling his name. But only if she knew her smallest actions only add to his madness over her.

"Cyrus." She mumbled and the next moment his lips came crashing against hers making her shut her eyes.

Cyrus cradled her cheeks with his large palms pulling her face closer to his to have better access to her lips. His kiss was soft yet full of need. She was something he needed and he never thought he did till she entered his life.

He loves everything about her and today he realized only she has the power to turn his disliking to liking only for her.

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Sorry for the late update. I was kind of busy with stuff.

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