Mag-log inZella
“You have some nerve showing up before me,” I spat, shooting up from my chair so fast it scraped against the floor.. “What the hell are you doing here?”
The pompous bastard strutted towards the chair before my desk and plopped himself in it. “Oh, relax, darling. I’m just here to discuss our contract. I saw your pretty little email of termination, and I just wanted to make sure we were on the same term.”
My hands curled into fists, my nails digging hard into my palm. “Whatever business you had with me is over! You're crazy if you still think I would work with you after what you did,”
“But your crazy husband beat the shit out of me. Isn't that enough for you?” The nonchalant way he spoke only made me hate him more. I never would have thought that Rafael would try to freaking rape me. “Leave! I want y
ZellaIt was cold.I had been slipping in and out of consciousness. My muscles felt weak, and there was a thick, strong smell of blood.My blood.Nausea hit me, but I was so weak that I couldn't work up the slightest bit of strength to vomit. The ropes were so tight that they were biting into my wrists.Isaiah will find me.He won't if you just sit in here doing nothing, my mind argued, and I tried to open my eyes. They moved from the single bulb swinging from the ceiling to the rusted oil drums in the warehouse.There was someone humming, and I blinked rapidly to see it was Nina. She stood a few feet away with her back to me, doing something on a table - I couldn't see. By the door was Robert. I still couldn't understand why he would help Nina.The pillar I was tied to was qu
Author's POVThe line went dead.Isaiah stood there for a brief second, phone still pressed to his ear and his pulse roaring in his head.“What the actual fuck?”“What happened?” Nico asked as he gagged a bleeding and blundering Rafael Newman. The once billionaire looked a sight. His fingers were all snapped, breathing was painful and Isaiah wasn't done with him yet so he was in for a world of endless torture.“She’s in danger.” Isaiah spat, feeling blindsided. He called the guards at the penthouse and both of them weren't picking up.He called the head of security as he stormed out of the bunker, towards his car. After what seemed like forever, while he was speeding down the road, the head of security picked up and he sounded frantic.Isaiah King knew that wasn't good and
ZellaHe didn’t come home.The clock on the wall said 8:13 a.m., but it felt like I had been awake for years. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw his face from last night, the quiet anger and all that pain behind his eyes.Then that mad look. Dad had called sometime in the midnight that he had booked a flight to Atlanta for a trip, but something told me he was running away.I had tried to leave at dawn, I don't know why, I just wanted to be out of the house, but two of his men had blocked the door.“Orders, ma’am,” one of them had said. “We can’t let you out until the boss arrives,”So now, I was trapped. I tried watching the TV, and there was a huge red banner marked Breaking news on the screen.RAPHAEL NEWMAN EMPIRE UNDER FIRE. INVESTORS PULL OUT, STOCK
ZellaSteel grey eyes were staring at me during the dinner. Isaiah had been very quiet, which was odd. He was quiet around others but never around me. The man always had something naughty to say.What made it even more odd was that he hadn't said a word about what happened at the plaza. He should be mad or something along that line.Something was wrong. It was just the two of us, Nina had been sent home after she made dinner. I tried to eat, tried to pretend I didn’t feel his eyes burning holes through my skin.“Isaiah,” I finally whispered, setting my fork down. “You haven’t eaten anything,”His grip tightened around his cutlery before he asked in a cool voice. “Do you know what would’ve happened if I hadn’t come to that plaza today?”Good, this was expected. He would
IsaiahI zoomed in on the image Gloria had sent to me. It was a picture of the pre-contract Miss Hawthorne had signed to snatch that land right under my nose. Attached to the picture was a message from Gloria.When you find her, let me know, I have some business with that witch.I ignored the text and stared at the signature at the bottom of the document. There was a large Z and a couple of scribbles all over it.Nico sat before my desk, playing with a yoyo.“Have you run this through the database?”“Already tried. Nothing’s pulling up. Whoever this woman is, she’s good at covering her tracks.” Nico grunted.I gritted my teeth. No one was untraceable. I already had my hands full dealing with whoever it was that had been trying to kill me, now I had to fi
Zella“You have some nerve showing up before me,” I spat, shooting up from my chair so fast it scraped against the floor.. “What the hell are you doing here?”The pompous bastard strutted towards the chair before my desk and plopped himself in it. “Oh, relax, darling. I’m just here to discuss our contract. I saw your pretty little email of termination, and I just wanted to make sure we were on the same term.”My hands curled into fists, my nails digging hard into my palm. “Whatever business you had with me is over! You're crazy if you still think I would work with you after what you did,”“But your crazy husband beat the shit out of me. Isn't that enough for you?” The nonchalant way he spoke only made me hate him more. I never would have thought that Rafael would try to freaking rape me. “Leave! I want y







