CHAPTER 4

Zella broke the kiss and looked into Kenneth's eyes with a cold stare.

"You want more?" Zella raised one eyebrow as if she was belittling Kenneth.

"Of course!"

"Then your wish, I won't be able to fulfill." Zella moved away and sprayed water at Kenneth.

Zella dived into the water; initially, she just wanted to play a prank on Kenneth by pretending to drown. Who would have thought that her legs would cramp up? I don't know if it's just her and Audrey who sometimes get cramps when swimming.

"Hold on... Hold on, aren't you used to holding your breath in the water?" Zella kept thinking to herself; she kept pressing her ankles, trying to hold her breath longer in the water.

"Zella! You do not easily fool me." Kenneth was still at the edge of the pool, waiting for Zella, who was still in the water.

There was no sign that the woman would surface. Kenneth immediately dived and swam to find Zella at the bottom of the pool; her eyes closed with no movement. Kenneth immediately approached and patted Zella's cheek before pulling the body up to the surface.

"Zella... Hey, open your eyes! What's wrong with you." Kenneth panicked and patted Zella's cheek before finally opening Zella's lips. Kenneth gave Zella artificial breath repeatedly until Zella finally woke up coughing.

A lot of water entered her respiratory cavity, making Zella repeatedly spit out water from her mouth. She looked into the eyes of Kenneth, who was still staring at her with a worried look.

"What's wrong with you!" Kenneth immediately snapped at Zella in a high tone.

"I don't know!" Zella immediately got up from her lying position. Zella sat staring at Kenneth, who was only a few centimeters away from her face.

They both threw death glares at each other. Before, Zella finally gave up and looked the other way.

"My leg is cramping. I'm serious," Zella said, looking back at Kenneth, who still looked worried about her. Either this was just Zella's feelings, or she was too carried away.

"Why didn't you scream!"

Zella heard Kenneth's yell again. She was so annoyed that, without warning, Zella pushed Kenneth into the pool.

Zella stared at Kenneth, who reappeared on the surface with a gasp. Zella smiled a smirk. She loved Kenneth's tortured face, which had satisfied her tonight.

"You already know the reason! Why didn't I scream, Mr. Kenneth?" Zella squatted down to match her height with Kenneth, who was still in the pool.

Zella's hand caressed Kenneth's face with her delicate fingers. Cupping Kenneth's chin, she gazed into those eyes for a few seconds before giving Kenneth a peck on the lips.

"This might be the last time. You can touch and taste my lips," Zella said, releasing Kenneth's chin.

"Why?" Kenneth rose to the surface and pulled Zella's hand, which was already walking towards her clothes.

"Because I'm not yours! I like Mikequel Cristopher and not you, Kenneth Cristopher!" Zella threw Kenneth's hand off her wrist.

Kenneth fell silent and only looked at Zella's back. The name he had just heard from the lips of the woman in front of him was for the first time in Kenneth's life. He hated Mike; this time, his hatred was not just the tip of a fingernail. It was like there was an urge inside him that made Kenneth want to eliminate Mike from Zella's life.

"What did Mike do to make you like him?" Kenneth asked Zella again.

Zella finished putting her clothes back on and turned to look at Kenneth. She had thought this through; Zella was aiming to make Kenneth hate her. At least Zella is more focused on Mike alone; Zella does not want to use Kenneth as her weapon.

"You don't need to know about it... I'll see you tomorrow; I have to go back to my house soon." Zella turned her body around and left without listening to Kenneth anymore.

*****

Meanwhile, Mike was watching his favorite cartoon. A yellow cartoon that lives at the bottom of the sea is Mike's favorite cartoon. Even though it has been played hundreds of times in the theater room, the yellow sponge still makes Mike smile widely.

"It's going to die soon," Mike muttered, still focusing on his cards.

Suddenly, the door to the private theater opened. Without needing to turn around, Mike already knew who was coming; the smell of perfume was so strong on Mike's sensitive sense of smell.

"Why did you come here?" Mike immediately opened his voice because he didn't like his happiness being disturbed by others.

"What's wrong with that? I also want to watch stupid cartoons that are appropriate for 5-year-olds, not 27-year-olds." Kenneth laughed at the behavior of Mike, Zella's crush.

"Are you insulting me?" Mike stared at Kenneth with a sharp gaze.

"Are you feeling it? You've grown up, Mike; I thought you were just a spoiled brat who couldn't solve your problems." Kenneth again overrode Mike's reply, his hand now holding a glass of champagne that was just right to give a slight burning sensation to his throat.

"You still can't accept that Zella is mine?" Mike could immediately guess why Kenneth's mood had changed considerably since last night.

"Is she the 27th girl you're going to sacrifice?" Kenneth immediately shot Mike with a to-the-point question.

"Yeah, she's the 27th girl... Why?"

"She's not a virgin anymore... So why would you kill her." Kenneth again answered Mike's words so that the man would release Zella for him.

"What does it matter if she's a virgin or not? I won't mind as long as she becomes mine and gives herself up for me." Mike snapped his fingers to make the sensor lights come back on and clarify between him and his brother Kenneth.

"Just give her to me; I'll find you the 27th best girl." Kenneth was still trying to make an offer.

"What for? I don't want another one! I'm interested in that maid named Zella." Mike moistened the surface of his lips with his saliva.

He stood up from his seat and walked towards the exit of the theater. At this point, Mike already knew how he could set Kenneth's temper on fire.

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Zella brought a tray containing dinner. This time, young master Mike wanted to eat in his room; Zella didn't know why Mike didn't want to eat at the dining table. Even though the dining table was not filled with anyone until this afternoon, Zella still couldn't find Kenneth's face anywhere - the incident last night when her drowned in the hotel swimming pool came back to Zella's mind.

Zella raised one hand to knock on the door repeatedly until Mike's face appeared as he opened the door for her.

"Your lunch, sir." Zella showed him the tray in her hand.

"Come in!" Mike pulled Zella's hand to enter his room.

Zella just followed Mike's lead. Her eyes looked around Mike's room; red and black dominated Mike's room. This was very strange for Zella; she was very curious to see more of Mike's room. Strange objects were seen on the table, and photos of beautiful women were scattered around the table.

"You're the first person I let into my room," Mike spoke behind Zella's body, his nose inhaling the perfume that Mike was addicted to.

"Your room is nice; I like it." Zella deliberately complimented her as she placed the food on the table.

Zella turned her body to face Mike. Her eyes looked deeply into Mike's eyes, who were currently only a few centimeters away from her; Zella smiled a smirk.

"My room is weird, but you said you liked it?" Mike repeated Zella's words, which made him want to laugh.

"Yeah! I love this room of yours... It's so full of art," Zella said, looking around Mike's room, her feet stepping forward deliberately closer to Mike's body.

"My body is full of art, too. Do you want to see it?" Mike raised one eyebrow to look at Zella.

"Show me." Zella moved her body away and saw Mike take off the black t-shirt on his body.

Zella saw a rather large, blister-like scar under Mike's left rib. Mike also had a flower and butterfly tattoo under his right rib cage.

He also likes a tribal tattoo on his chest. Zella's hand touched Mike's scar, and she was curious about the scar, which was quite large and left a mark.

"What happened?" Zella looked into Mike's eyes.

"Who let you touch my body?" Mike held Zella's hand still on his ribs.

"What's wrong with touching mine!" Zella suppressed a word, a sign of ownership that Mike currently belonged to her.

"Since when am I yours?"

"Since yesterday... Didn't you tell me that yourself?" Zella showed her innocent face; she remembered that some of Mike's victims looked like innocent women who were easy to lie to.

"You're so innocent; I like innocent women who are a bit naughty." Mike caressed Zella's face; everything on Zella's body was just right. Zella's face, body, breasts, and even her buttocks were just right in Mike's eyes.

"I like wild men like you, too," said Zella, who replied casually to Mike's words.

"I'm not hungry right now... How about I change my meal." Mike pulled Zella's waist to make her body closer to his.

"Replace it with my body? Is that what you mean?" said Zella, who placed her hands on Mike's shoulders.

"You're so smart, baby..." Mike sniffed the recesses of Zella's neck, planting small kisses along the recesses.

"Arghhhh...yes baby." Zella was forced to make a disgusting sound to get the action going.

"What perfume are you using? I'm addicted to smelling it all the time." Mike's hands continued to caress Zella's back, descending slowly to Zella's ass giving it a slight squeeze.

"That's a secret." Zella didn't respond to Mike's hand, nor did she reply to Mike with a small squeeze of he hair.