Semua Bab Dark Love - A Darker Shade of Love(Completed): Bab 81 - Bab 90

Zee woke up in Michael’s arms. He was still spooning her. She felt enveloped in him and protected. The fear of his current gentility not lasting, entered her mind. It caused her to stir with a little discomfort and instantly, she felt his arms tightening around her. “I wish we’ll stay like this for a while longer. I like it.” His words were like fine wine to her taste buds. “I didn’t know you were awake.” She said. “I’ve been awake for about a minute.” “Okay.” She said, “and I like it too.” She admitted. “But I’m hungry.” He released his hold on her. “Then let’s go and eat.” He sat up and helped her up, making her face him. “I’m hungry too, Sweetheart. I say let’s eat out. Will you like that?” Zee’s eyes lightened up. She could not wait to see the outside world after being in that cell for days. Her head bobbed rapidly. “I’ve been indoors too long.” “I know, and that is exactly why I want us to eat out.”

The next morning, Zee woke up to Michael’s absence from the bed. When she checked the time, it was 7:00 am. She got up and cleaned her teeth in the bathroom. When she came out, he was stepping out of the dressing room in a suit, his tie in one hand.“Good morning.” She greeted.“Morning, sleepyhead. Your first real try.” He said, giving her the tie.Zee accepted it and guided by practice, knotted it properly around his neck, catching sight of the angel wings tattoo he had there.He was no angel. He was dominating. The urge to throw him some sarcasm hit her. It was all she could probably get away with because if she showed him clear disrespect, she would be in trouble.“All done, Daddy.” She said, patting the finished tie on his chest.” The word Daddy was meant as a snide remark. It was sneaky, but it would do.“Thanks, Sweetheart.” He responded. Then a light frown touched his brows as he seemed to realize what she had just called him for the first time.Zee watched him arch a brow. “Da

Zee called Inara's phone and waited for her to pick up the call. After triple trills, Inara received the call. “Hey, Zee.” “What is the meaning of that comment of yours?” Zee demanded. “It’s clear. I don’t like the way you’re acting all so devoted to somebody in such a short time.” “You’re just jealous.” Zee snapped. She knew it was cruel, but she couldn’t control herself. Pat was the best thing happening to her right now. Why was Inara not happy for her? “Maybe I’m jealous,” Inara admitted. “No. In fact, I’m jealous. But that’s not the reason for my comment.” “Then what is the reason for your comment?” “I don’t like her.” “You don’t even know her.” “Do you?” “I don’t have time for this.” “Just be careful.” “Whatever. We’ll talk about this later.” “Whatever you say,” Inara said somewhat abruptly and ended the call. Zee sighed. “I just can’t believe this.” She said with exa

Zee woke up late in the night. The first thing she observed was that she felt calmer. There was a feeling of peace encompassing her and she could feel no pain. Michael was asleep on his side, facing her. She watched his expression. It looked peaceful. She remembered him taking care of her. She had thought he would be punishing her immediately, regardless of her condition, but he hadn’t. That had felt relieving and she was grateful. But now that she was feeling better, she dreaded facing him over what had happened. She vaguely remembered him saying her punishment would come later, while he was putting her to sleep. She wondered if she should make peace with him now that he was in a peaceful state so that he would not punish her. She hadn’t meant to be drunk, but after finishing that first half-empty drink, she had gotten a sudden urge to take more. She just couldn’t understand it. And now she was in trouble. Zee reached out her hand and touched his arm

It took about thirty minutes for Michael and Zee to finally settle down in their bedroom. It was large, the California king bed, right in the middle  She sat down on the bed and watched him put up a wedding picture of theirs where he was carrying her and staring into the camera. He was bare-chested but was still wearing his jeans. She was in her panties and bra. He had told her to lose her clothes by the time he was done hanging the picture. Done with his task, he faced her. “Good girl. You’re stripped down. Your obedience is pleasing.” “I’m hungry.” She said quickly. She was afraid that he would be touching the subject of her punishment next. This was what she could come up with in order to distract him. Michael knew she was trying to stall her punishment, but he wasn’t going to have it. “We’ll eat, but we both know that your punishment is long overdue. Stand up. Let’s get it over with so we can move on. I am very angry at your r