CHAPTER 36: BALDIE BIKER I hadn't gotten halfway to my apartment building when I fell flat on the floor. The street which I had reached was somewhat busy, as it had some open luxurious stores, bars, and restaurants. "Ugh," I groaned as I rolled over to lay on my back while I struggled to retrieve my phone from my bra. "4:17 am," I muttered under my breath and stuffed the phone back in, ignoring the sound of a message notification coming in. I spread my legs apart on the sidewalk, in my head, I envisioned that I was laying on my queen-sized bed at home, and laying on the floor felt comfortable."My head is killing me!" I whined, bringing my palms forth to cradle my head as I rolled on the sidewalk.I heard a group of people coming toward me making noise, it seemed like they just wanted to pass, but I could hear their movement slow down as they saw me. I had my eyes half-closed, but I could see one of the men bend to my level. He was bald, had burns on the side of his head, and wo
CHAPTER 37: LOVE ISN'T WEAK It was 6:15 am when Dashiell pulled over at my apartment building. Due to extreme fatigue and nausea, I rested my head on the car's glass for a split second, before getting ready to leave.Without looking at Dashiell, I began to open the car door, and my breath hitched as I felt his strong hands grasp mine. "Sit," he commanded, his voice low and raspy.I wanted to roll my eyes, slam his head on the steering wheel, and just run off, but I also wanted to hear what he had to say. "I don't care where you were. And, I went to that club on my own freewill," I heard him sigh and shift in his seat to face me. I know he'd be judging how I looked now, because I looked like shit. My red lipstick was smudged all over my face, my body reeked of alcohol, my hair was scattered all over the place, and if I were being honest, I probably looked like Beetlejuice. "You never sit to think how some of your actions could put you in danger," he said.I shook my head and shrugg
CHAPTER 38: CITY OF LOVE "Good morning Mr Blackwood and Miss Zahra. This is your captain speaking. We'll be landing in about 12 minutes, so please make sure your seatbelts are fastened. Thank you for your cooperation!" The captain announced, stirring me up from my sleep.I slowly closed my eyes and snuggled into the soft bed in the private room of the jet, my head resting on Dashiell's broad chest as he had his strong arms wrapped around me.Last night, I had seen a side of Dashiell that he had been hiding away from the world, and I was so happy that he opened up to me. And, I told him that cuddling was another way to let loose of any emotional struggles in your life. I didn't know about him, but I guess it worked for me.I turned my back toward him and put his arm around me, and like it was on cue, he drew me closer. "Hey," he rasped, his hot, morning breath, fanning my neck. "Hi," I answered meekly, returning to my former position. He brought his thumb to my face and moved the
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