Chapter 1: Introduction
Ever since she could remember, Hazel's height had made people uncomfortable. It was as if she had a weird birthmark that was a bit too outrageous to ignore. But, she was used to it. It wasn't something that would ever change, so she learned to embrace it.
Tonight, Hazel stood in her favorite club. She often spent her Friday nights here, absorbing the rhythm and energy of the crowd, dancing to the pulsing music. The thrill of her body swaying alongside the booming bass and hundreds of people around her was incomparable.
She loved the feeling of her body connecting with the beat, leaving her thoughts at the entrance.
As Hazel closed her eyes and moved to the music, she felt a tap on her shoulder. A stubborn smile spread across her face when she saw who it was: Lucas, her elevator repairman - and a constant source of pleasant conversations, given their frequent encounters in the building where she lived.
"May I have this dance?" Lucas asked, his warm brown eyes sparkling.
Hesitating for just a moment, Hazel nodded.
She was surprised, but curious to see where the night might lead. The attraction between them had been obvious since their very first encounter in the lobby of Hazel's apartment building.
They ventured together onto the dance floor, surrendering to the rhythm as they moved closer to one another. Hazel was all too aware of Lucas' proximity, his muscular arms embracing her waist, and her large breasts pressing against his chest.
As they danced, Hazel couldn't help glancing up toward the LED lights above, designed to make everyone appear alluring in this hypnotic environment.