Z A R A"No underwear? No other articles of clothing to cover-up? He must've been insane to say that to me!" I gruff as I wrap a black, silk hijab around my hair. The clock strikes 6 PM.Did he even tell me when he'll get here? I barely ate lunch because of my nerves and now I'm super hungry. I should be grateful I even get a meal, I think to myself. I was tempted to go to the hallway and check-up but I have to listen to what Frank said, don't disobey Alejandro.If I break now, there won't be any turning back. Stand your ground, Zara. Your parents raised you to be strong, even though you can be a coward a lot of the time. I look down at my clothes nervously, he won't freak out over something as simple as clothes, would he?"Front door open," the automated voice announces.My heart drops, he's here. My hands instantly turn cold and my legs start shaking. I couldn't hold up my weight. This man scares me and he's yet to do anything to me that would make me want to wish I was dead."Shit,
Z A R A "I don't want this... don't..." my frightened words are cut short because of his sudden touches."There's a chance you may even find this punishment... pleasing," his voice is smooth as he pulls off my underwear. Alejandro slams my arms up against the wall, squeezing it painfully as I struggle in his grip. He only loosens his hold once I stop fidgeting."You know, if you comply with me, you might be able to enjoy this," he says while biting the soft skin at the nape of my neck."N-no..." I'm gasping heavily as a million different emotions flow through me, denying that I'd ever enjoy such a horrible form of punishment. I want to disappear, I've never wanted to disappear as badly as I do now. I try to not think of him, his body pressed against mine, the woody smell of his cologne, the way it's all making me feel weak and dizzy.I bite down hard on my bottom lip, trying to vanish with no success. "I haven't heard a single, genuine apology from you. Do you plan on doing that soon
Z A R A He notices my discomfort and chuckles, "Don't worry. I wouldn't do anything to her unless you give me a reason to. So? How is she?""Good," I answer flatly after chewing my food."Does she go to school?" He pushes the topic moreI nod."Is she still interested in English literature?" He asks. I can't tell whether he's genuinely interested or trying to keep up a conversation. I look up at him with wide eyes, okay, but how does he—"She told me in one of the classes we had together that she was interested in the literature field," he explains, probably because I looked shocked. I nod again,"She's studying English literature."After a minute or two of eating in silence, Alejandro slams his hands down on the table, making me flinch back, "May I ask why you're not speaking to me?"He's joking, right? "Do you want to hear the truth?" I ask quietly."I would appreciate that," he says."Will I be punished for speaking the absolute truth?" I ask cautiously. He stays quiet for a momen
Z A RA I wake up to the sun shining through my windows. I raise my left hand to cover the sun rays shining into my eyes when the familiar ring gleams, reminding me of my grim life. I stare at the clock, my eyes finally settling, "It's noon already?!"I run to the washroom for a shower. The lingering stinging pain in my core is still present but less apparent than last night.I quickly change into a comfortable new pair of pajamas, trying to ignore the events of last night for the sake of my deteriorating mental health. My eyes widen at the thought that Alejandro might've texted or called."When I call or text you, I expect a reply within five minutes or I will assume you're disobeying me. You should be nearby the phone at all times."I scurry to my phone, which is charging on my nightstand beside my bed.No new calls or texts. I sigh a breath of relief. I walk out to see that my lunch is being set up by a woman, who's probably in her late twenties or early thirties.She's so pretty..
Z A R A Gentle? Does he think he can be gentle?"Please, Alejandro! I beg of you to give me some time to... adjust. Please..." my voice is shaking with desperate pleas falling on deaf ears."Adjust? To what, my love?" He asks while nipping at the skin of my chest. To you and your horrible way of treating me. Give me time until I can't feel a shred of emotion anymore. Give me time until I'm just a hollow shell."I never go back on my word. Especially, when it comes to disciplining people who are out of line," his words are stern with an edge of warning. "You are now the wife of Alejandro Genovese. You, out of all people, should never step out of line."If I speak against this again, it won't be good for me at all. I squeeze my eyes shut, my grip on the couch tightening as he kisses down my chest to my stomach. I hate the way my body is reacting before he even reaches the middle. It's sensitive to his touch in ways that should only be valid if I enjoyed this.Am I... enjoying this?No!
Z A R A I had managed to slip out of Alejandro's grasps that night to take a shower and change into a fresh pair of pajamas.I did cover Alejandro with a blanket before settling down in my own room."I let him–I let him touch me so intimately without putting up a fight... I really am worthless, aren't I?" A single tear slides down my cheek. After that day, I didn't see Alejandro for almost a week. He didn't even bother calling or texting to check up on me. It shouldn't bother me but it did, it slightly bothered me. I texted him a few days ago but received no response. But overall, I felt more relieved that I can wind down more instead of always being uptight and on edge.On a better note. I found out the housekeeper's name and she speaks to me for more than a minute."Say, Charlotte, how long have you known Sir?" I ask as I eat breakfast."Boss hired me a couple of years back to tend to his home since he's a busy man. And now, I also tend to you, Ma'am," she answers."Please, call me
Z A R A "I—" I was about to begin but Frank cuts me off."The traffic was—" but he also pauses.Alejandro pulls out his gun, pointing it at Frank's legs, "Traffic was what?" His eyes are cold, calculating... downright evil. All the blood drains from my face, my heart beating at an uncontrollable speed."Alejandro!" I accidentally yell out.He whips his head in my direction, his eyes even colder than before, "What?""It was m-my fault. I'm s-sorry, it won't h-happen again," I didn't sound convincing, my voice is shaking too much. I don't sound convincing, not because I'm afraid, but because it wasn't my fault but it wasn't Frank's fault either!Frank's eyes widen as if I made a big mistake."Really? Not only are you late, but you also decide to lie in order to save another man?" His gun makes a clicking noise... he's preparing to shoot, isn't he?. At that moment, my body freezes and I swear, my soul almost slipped out of my body from just sheer fear."Aleja—" before I can say anything
Z A R A He's jacking off Marcus while shoving his tongue down Amelia's throat. I squeeze my eyes shut at the horrendously intimate event taking place right before me. Their moans are somehow louder than the music blaring around the room. I need them to stop, I desperately need them to stop."I asked you to watch, didn't I?" Alejandro's voice cuts through my thoughts.I squeeze my eyes shut even tighter."Either you will open your eyes or I'll have to find a suitable punishment for you," he warns."Do whatever the hell you want to me but I'm not opening my eyes!" I yell over the music."Is that so?" That dangerous playful tone is back in his tone. "I guess this means I have to pick someone from your life to punish in your stead then. Would you prefer your mother? Maybe your father? Yasmeen, perhaps?"My eyes shoot open at the mention of my parents and Yasmeen."No! Don't you dare even glance in their direction!" The cuffs around my wrists dig deeper into my skin as I pull on the chai