CHAPTER 39: SEX IN THE CITYWarning: This chapter contains mature themes.ZAHRA'S POV A low hiss escaped Dashiell's lips as I lay on the table, his eyes darkened with lust as my ample breasts came in full view. He let out a low growl, his hands sliding over my perky pink nipples, before trailing his tongue around my already sore areolas.The more he kept me waiting, the more my privates grew sore.I felt his hands grip my hips possessively, sliding it up to raise my dress up to my lower waist.He pressed against me again, his broad chest, brushing against my breasts as his lips slowly trailed on the skin below my ear, his breath hot and raspy. "You're so beautiful, Zahra," he rasped in a dominant tone.My mouth parted to exude a low moan, and his lips moved to my lower lip, slowly licking and tugging on it, before trailing his hot breath on my chin. I felt his hands roam across my body, feeling my soft curves and how the heat radiated from my skin and onto the tip of his fingers. I
CHAPTER 40: DOOMSDAY LURKSI stirred up awake, my skin warm from the sunlight streaming through the glass which overlooked the city's skyline. "Rise and shine, babe," I mumbled softly as I snuggled into Dashiell's strong arms, feeling the slow rise and fall of his chest as he breathed. I raised my head to see his face, tracing lines on his chiseled jawline.My face flushed crimson red as flashes of the previous night came to mind. How his fingers traced my skin, sending shivers down my core. The way he lifted me up and pressed me against the glass, remembering how the skyline looked blurry as my thoughts were drowned in ecstasy. Why did I hear that stuff like that could only occur in movies? I lay back on Dashiell's muscular chest, trailing my finger around the lines that shaped his toned figure while humming the tune to one of my favorite music. "Zahra," I heard him call, and I raised my head to look at him, a wide smile plastered on my lips."Finally," I said softly and moved to
CHAPTER 41: DAMIANI couldn't see anything with the bag on my head, but I felt myself being carried and tossed into the back of a van with my hands and legs tied behind my back. The men who kidnapped me were arguing uncontrollably about who gets the last drop of the alcohol they were drinking. My stomach churned as they cackled and continued to rant, their words slurring as they drove the van recklessly.To pass time, I tried to count the times when they had mentioned a familiar name, "Damian". I didn't know who that was, but from what they were saying, he was responsible for the coup to overthrow Dashiell."Five…" I muttered under my breath as they continued to talk. "Six…"Just then, the van came to a halt. I heard the doors open and slam shut, and for a moment, there was silence…until they opened the back door and carried me out.They walked for a few minutes, this time with their mouths shut. The man who was carrying me kicked a door open and dropped me on the cold, metal floor,
CHAPTER 42: THE SABOTAGEDASHIELL'S POV*Flashback to the Breakfast morning with Zahra.*After giving Zahra the chipped accessories, I noticed a small circular device hidden in the vase opposite where we sat which showed a glint of red anytime we made a sound. I wanted to ignore it at first, but I felt my suspicion grow every time I thought about overlooking it, and knowing how desperate people were to sabotage plans, I decided to check it out. Zahra eyed me with a confused expression on her face, but I placed a hand over my lips to tell her to not make any sound, and she nodded.I slowly flicked a finger over the device, a smile coming across my lips as I realized what it was. I looked back at Zahra, and she mouthed, "What's that?""Nothing," I mouthed back and retracted my steps. I took out my phone and pressed a set of codes to access a certain surveillance system and noticed a faint signal coming from thirty different places in the penthouse.To not rouse any suspicion from whoev
CHAPTER 43: THE REVELATION *Present day*ZAHRA'S POV Beads of sweat gathered around my forehead as I was now seated on a metal chair with ropes tied tightly around my waist. I felt the air in my lungs start to cease as one of the holster girls who Anthony referred to as Nara Joe, continued to pull the end of the rope with her knee on the back of the metal chair.Anthony laughed as he noticed my eyes start to widen, almost popping out of their sockets as my face turned purple with stress, "This is the best day of my life," he cackled, his tone laced with abject mockery.In my head, I had thoughts spiraling on one thing, whether whatever Dashiell had planned would work, else all these risks we took would be for nothing. "Your boyfriend has abandoned you, but Damian is willing to take you in, if you'd just agree to join him. You know, he's merciful, unlike his brother, who is also your boyfriend. I mean, I would have killed you on sight, sliced your body in half and keep one here in
CHAPTER 44: LINGERIE'S SPECIAL GUESTZAHRA'S POV I let out a deep sigh as I settled into the plush leather seats of Dashiell's limousine, my thoughts wavering over everything that Anthony said, especially the part where he revealed that Dashiell influenced my marriage with Malek.I gazed out the tinted window, my eyes following the blurred city lights, before turning my head to Dashiell who sat in silence, his hands tapping across his phone's screen. "Dashiell," I called, breaking the silence, my eyes fixed on the seats before us. I felt his hands squeeze mine, leading me to turn to face him. "I have so many questions," I said, my hands gliding over my neck, where the chip was hidden. I could feel his sharp gaze plunge holes into my neck. "Why-why did you push your father to influence my marriage to Malek? And…why didn't you tell me you had a brother?" I said almost inaudibly, praying desperately that he would answer me."Many reasons," he answered. "I pushed my father to do that b
CHAPTER 45: IRRESISTIBLE ZAHRA'S POV "You!" I spat, my voice laced with venom.He laughed cheesily, "I just came to say hi to you, what's with the hostility?" I scoffed, poking my index finger against his chest, "Back off," I snapped.He removed my hands from his chest and drew closer to me, my back hitting the underwear racks. "And what if I don't 'back off'," he mocked, closing the space between us. His lips moved to my neck, trailing it till he reached my jaw. "I have no intention of hurting you, Zahra. My brother-" "Deserves your respect," I completed what he was about to say and pushed him off me. "You will be sorry, Damian. I promise you," I seethed and walked away.As I rushed out of the lingerie section, I noticed a figure lying helplessly inside the dressing room, and I tip-toed toward it. I slowly reached for the curtain and moved it aside to find Blazer lying on the floor with blood trickling out of his mouth. I dropped the lingerie I held in my hand and bent to his l
CHAPTER 46: LAST WARNINGZAHRA'S POV(After the long flight back to LA)The limo pulled over directly at the château's entrance and as the door opened, I noticed a familiar, frail, and beautiful face. "Mrs Wilson!" I beamed, and rushed into her arms.She let out a happy chuckle as she wrapped her arms around me, the wrinkles on her face disappearing as she smiled. "Zahra, what a pleasant surprise. I've missed you so much,"I let go of her, my eyes softening as I noticed an IV fluid drip on her upper arm, "Mrs Wilson…I heard you were sick and that you resigned shortly after you were bedridden, and I promised myself that I was going to come see you soon," She waved me off with a chuckle, "It's fine. I know you have been really busy," she said and bowed at Dashiell, who came from behind me and pinched my shoulder before going inside. "Tell me, where's my little Salem? How is he?" My face fell as she mentioned my sweet boy. I felt tears begin to sting the corner of my eyes, and I shut