CHAPTER 50: MAYA ZAHRA'S POV I slumped on the space next to where Dashiell sat, his eyes focused on his phone as his hands tapped across the screen. He looked at me, his eyes scanning my distraught expression, "You took longer than expected," I sighed and dramatically stuck my bottom lip out, "I got my period," His eyes widened and he immediately made up for it with a cough, leading me to chuckle, "Do you need anything? I'll get it for you," he asked and I shook my head to say no.I leaned in to whisper in his ear, "I saw Adela in the bathroom kissing Maya," "What?" He gasped. "What on earth is Adela even doing here? She's not directly related to the Sizzlers," "Maya says she'll explain soon; They are planning on getting everyone out of here," I said.Just then, Micheal and Maya walked into the party hall, "Everyone! Please may I have your attention?" Micheal yelled, leading everyone present to turn to face them, including Aunt Maggie."Friends, family of the groom who is awkwa
CHAPTER 51: CAUGHT IN A LIE I stepped into the dinning room dressed in a simple white dress with my hair tied up in a tight bun.Adela and Maya were already seated, and I quirked my head to the side, a countenance of surprise on my face as I found Micheal sitting next to them."Dashiell is coming," I said to break the nerve-wracking silence.Micheal cleared his throat, "Yes, that would be good because I have troubling news to share with everyone here," Just then, Dashiell walked into the dinning room, dressed in his usual dark colored clothes. "Better to share whatever you have to say before we start eating, right? I wouldn't want to plunge a dirty fork into your eyes," he said, a hint of seriousness in his tone. Everyone turned to face Micheal and I noticed how nervous he was as he started to speak."So…after Maya left the Sizzler mansion yesterday, we had an unexpected guest." he paused and studied all our expressions. "Damian is back," "We know that genius," Adela snorted.Mich
CHAPTER 52: SMART CULLEN LENSESDashiell pushed open the door, and we stepped into our room. I felt passion flame within me as I heard the soft click of the lock behind us.I moved to sit on the bed, my eyes scanning how Dashiell took off his shirt and grabbed a face towel from one of the bedroom drawers.I stood up and took slow strides towards him. He looked at me, confusion evident in his expression. "You looked so hot earlier, when you were silently judging Michael," I started, my voice low and dripping with seduction as I drew invisible lines on his muscular build. "At that moment... I wanted you to rip my clothes off like what Adela did to Michael, and" He cut me off with a soft chuckle and tilted my chin upwards, his intense gaze rippling my insides. "Here I thought you'd be mad at me for saying I didn't trust anyone." I furrowed my eyebrows, feigning anger.I am mad. Trust is a vital tool for building relationships. But I understand why you said that. It's fine," He smiled a
CHAPTER 53: A TRAITOR AMONG US*Zahra's Pov*I paced frantically around Dashiell's study, my eyes constantly driving towards the large clock that was nailed against the wall. Boris was seated on one of the couches with his white briefcase kept in between his legs, and an Apple laptop opened beside him as he nibbled on the fourth bucket of Wingstop's chicken. He would often cross one leg over the other, his eyes fixed on whatever he was watching with his mouth as full as an oil barrel. While Dashiell sat on his swivel chair, his eyes buried in a stack of paperwork. He glanced at me occasionally but said nothing. I guess he understood how paranoid I was feeling, due to how long we had been waiting for Aunt Maggie to come back.She had been gone for ten hours, and the first thing that came to mind was that Damian had killed her. Until every two hours, Boris would receive a disjointed signal from the Cullen lenses. Just then, we heard a knock on the door, snapping me out of my thoughts
CHAPTER 54: MOTHER?DASHIELL'S POV "Well, I'll come clean because I don't like to cut through corners. My parents sent me here to join forces with Damian. They said that it was the fastest way to get free a hundred billion dollars because we are kind of low on cash," my cousin, Siobhan Blackwood said, with a smirk on her face."Is that so?" I asked, avoiding her gaze while scribbling my signature onto some papers. She nodded and tilted her head, "Yeah. And, I'm glad they used the last of their savings to send me here, because I was tired of living in a house where everyone gambles," I looked at her, my expression Stoic and cold. "I gave your parents thirty million last month even if I wasn't supposed to," "They gambled it away. My mom bought new birkin bags for all the women in her social group. They host parties and sleep with men whenever my dad and their husbands aren't around," she confessed.I eyed Siobhan as those horrible stuff freely came out of her mouth. But, I wasn't su
CHAPTER 55: GIFTZahra's Pov*Ummi is an Arabic word that means 'mother'*I rushed to where my mother knelt, begging and crying for me to forgive her. "Get up, Ummi," I hissed, an annoyed expression on my face. She raised the pitch which she was crying at and started to roll her body at my feet.I looked at Dashiell who just shrugged and sighed before getting up. "Her name is Maryam," I mouthed to Dashiell, and he sent me a thumbs up. "Maryam," Dashiell called, his voice stern and commanding. She got up immediately and put her palms together. "My darling Zahra, please forgive me. I am so sorry, please. I have wronged you so much, and you are my only daughter." I shut my eyes for a second, trying to control the anger that was brewing within me. "Ummi, I don't want to get angry at you now. I am in a very good mood, and seeing you here has caused my happiness to drop drastically. So, please leave." Her cries increased, and I stomped my feet and shot an angry look at Dashiell, who i
CHAPTER 56: POISONOUS ARROWS Zahra's Pov.Dashiell and I watched keenly as Gotham and Blazer dug the shovel into the ground. The night air was chilly and serene, as the only sounds we could hear were the frogs croaking and the soft thud of dirt hitting dirt.My mother was Muslim, and she followed the rules of Islam better than she followed the rules of good living, and it would be best if we respected her religion and buried her the day she died.I didn't like Ummi at all. I wasn't sure of any moment in the past when I felt like my mother was there for me. But, she didn't deserve to die by someone else's hands. If I were being honest with myself, she didn't deserve to die at all. At least, not yet. As the hole deepened, I heaved a sigh, my eyes darting over to the corner where my mother's body was wrapped binded a white shroud with tiny white ropes which binded the cloth together."Well, she had to die at some point," I mumbled and looked at Dashiell, a smile appearing on my lips.
CHAPTER 57: THE FIGHT OF OUR LIVES 1Zahra's Pov I would be damned if I chickened out of this war because of the Intel we were getting on Damian's preparation to attack. But as the day went by, I began to have negative feelings about the whole situation.It seemed too easy. And, even if I didn't know Damian like that, with what I had heard, I knew he wasn't going to go easy on his brother. But, that wasn't the secret I hid from everyone on mine and Dashiell's team who were practicing and plotting immensely so we would emerge victorious. The secret was that I was afraid. I was afraid for Dashiell.My Dashiell. I heaved a sigh and leaned into the plush leather seats of one of Dashiell's limousines. My luggage was kept in a car which followed closely behind us as Gotham drove to my apartment building. My hands slowly moved to wipe the tear that had just rolled down my face. I know how much I had begged Dashiell not to go to Italy yet, but he refused. He said something about a fam