Still hurled up in between empty bottles of alcohol I felt miserable. I can't do it, not anymore.Looking back, I realized I acted rashly without even thinking twice.How was I going to face her? Especially after knowing she wasn't really with that man that day.Guilty washed through my veins. If only I had saw through everything first before concluding.“Fuck.” I pressed hard on my temples.I raised the last bottle of alcohol to my lips. Nothing came out, I threw my head backwards hitting the bottom of the bottle with my left hand, still nothing flowed out.I hissed In frustration and kept the bottle down. I took out my phone and called Amad. The same Amad I punched in the face yesterday.“Tell the maids to send me more drinks.” I said briefly and hung up.That I called him dosen't mean I've forgiven him yet. I still feel the urge of beating the shit out of him each time I recall his confession.My door opened without a knock first.On a normal day when I wasn't in this state, I woul
I gazed at its beauty as our vehicle purred into the garage. “Kacie!”Zayn called drawing my attention. He placed his cold palm on my slightly exposed thighs. “We've arrived.”I shivered from how cold his touch were on my skin. If not for Zayn, I would have dressed in a corporate attire. Something more comfortable, but he insists I shouldn't dress that way.For heavens sake, why would he make me wear a tank top over faded jeans with flip-flops? And to crown it all he didn't allow me put on an underwear.“Kacie. Are you okay?” He pulled over close to me placing his hands on both my cheeks.I wanted saying 'of course. Who wouldn't be fine coming to the office one chilled harmattan morning dressed like this?'But I bit down the words, swallowed it and instead said “Sure, let's go.”I pushed open the car door and stepped down. The unmerciful harmattan air bite at the areas my skin was exposed sending chilly waves down my spine. If only I came with my coat.Zayn crossed over the car, and
Was she relieved that she wasn't pregnant, or was she disappointed? The thought hung thick on my chest.I reached out and took her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze."Hey, are you okay?" I asked, trying to sound casual.She turned to me with a small smile. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a bit tired, I guess."I nodded, feeling a bit frustrated. I wanted to know what was really going on in her head, but I didn't want to push her too hard.When we got home, Kacie went straight to bed, saying she needed to rest. I watched her go.I followed her to our bedroom and stared on as she tucked herself under the bed without as much as bidding me goodnight.Now that's weird. Since after we continued our relationship, Kacie will never go to bed without whispering sweet nothing into my ears and vice versa.I brushed whatever thoughts creeping into my mind and slip into the bathroom to take a cold shower.As early the next morning I slipped out from bed and dressed up to meet Josh, I couldn't wait for sunset.
I kept asking myself over and over again, but I still couldn't find the answer.After debating for nights I finally resolved to go see my mother, not because I wanted seeing her face but because I feel I have the right to know why she hates me so much.Last night I tried convincing Zayn that I wanted to visit my mother in her dungeon, I just hope he approves of me going because judging from how he quickly brushed my request with a kiss, he might not let me go.“Miss Kacie, are you in there?" A soft feminine voice interrupted my thoughts.I turned my head towards the door.“Yes. Come in." I said and straightened myself on the bed covering myself properly.The door pushed open and a maid walked in with food in her hands.At the sight of the maid I knew already that Zayn wasn't at home. Whenever he's around, there's no excuse I will bring up that will let him allow me eat upstairs. Except if maybe I was exhausted from having a round of sex with him.“Your breakfast ma. It's way past elev
As we walked back to the mansion, I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. I expected to feel lighter and more free after denouncing every strings attaching me to my mother, but that wasn't what I felt in my body.The feeling was more like I added a heavy weight to my previous burden.Not to talk about Amad's piercing gaze which had left me feeling uncomfortable, and I couldn't help but wonder why the heck he continued glaring at me till he was out of sight."Why was Amad staring at me like that?" I asked Zayn, trying to sound casual.He raised an eyebrow. “How do you mean?”I shrugged my shoulders. “In a creepy manner that's beginning to annoy me somehow.”Zayn chuckled. "He can be a bit... intense. But he means well."I wasn't so sure. There was something about Amad that didn't sit right with me.I know he never liked me, but recently his behavior was becoming a little bit suspicious. But I can only hope he means well as Zayn said.As we entered the mansion, Amad was already sit
I had acted like a total jerk earlier. Seriously I need to see a therapist concerning the jealous part of me. Because why am I angry just because she went to see Josh.Okay he had actually wanted to harm her before even though he was being threatened then. I can't help but keep thinking he might have a reason for coming for her again.Don't get me wrong, I'm just worried.Her hands moving around my back holding me close made me look down. “I'm really sorry pumpkin.” I breathed placing a gentle kiss on her hair.She pulled out of the hug and looked at me “It's okay." She half whispered giving me a wide smile.I smiled, a genuine and real smile. One that I haven't done since the dawn of today.“Where on earth is this place?” she asked moving away from me.I followed her and stood behind her holding her from behind pulling her close that her ass was rubbing my front.“It's my safe haven.” “Your safe haven?” She asked. Her back was facing me, but I could tell she's smiling.“Yes, I do co
All through the ride home, I kept glancing at my phone. Don't get me wrong. I was just curious to know what he has got to tell or give me.“How many more minutes left until we get home?” I asked Zayn with my eyes still focused on the screen of my phone.“Less than thirty minutes. Why?”“Just want to get out of these clothes. I'm feeling very uncomfortable.” I answered rather quickly. Deep within my ears my response sounds too unconvincing because I was the one that picked out this particular outfit.“Well, he began his upper lip curved into a smirk. Why don't you undress now?”“Where?” “In the car of course.” he answered with that sexy as hell smirk plastered on his lips.“You're sick__”“Yes baby.He cut in. I'm sick, and your body is the cause of it all.”I just shook my head and placed my head on the window glancing at the dark gloomy night. ***“Zayn!!!” I hummed out as I tried to pull down the zipper of my gown with little success.“Can you please co
“What the fuck took you so long to track down that number?” I hissed as soon as I picked up.“I'm sorry boss. Whoever the person was, was sure to leave no lose ends.”I snorted.“I never knew someone as experienced as you would find something as little as this to difficult to accomplish.”“You never can tell. Anyways I tracked the number, but what I found surprised the hell out of me.”“Then spill it out already and stop gloating.”“I traced it back to Amad.”“You can't be serious.Are you?” I asked again to be sure I heard the damn words correctly.“Seriously Zayn. I'm serious right now.” he sounded pissed off that I didn't believe what he's telling me.But how can I ? How could I possibly believe what I was hearing. Amad was threatening me, trying to make me think I can't protect the woman I love. I felt a surge of anger and protectiveness towards Kacie. How dare Amad try to come between us?“Good work Jack By the way keep an eye on Kacie father,we might soon reveal to her who her bio