They stood there in the vineyard, kissing. Zee could feel butterflies in her stomach, but she could not tell him that she loved him. Her fear of him was always holding her back. She didnāt know when she would get over it.
They returned home, hot for each other and Michael laid her down on the bed, playing with her body. With his silk ties, he restrained her arms to the bed and kept sucking her pussy until she begged him to take her.
Zee was undone. Her hips raised off the bed, tense and expectant, willing him to take her. He slid a finger into her wet hot core, feeling her desire. He groaned at her readiness.
āYouāre beautiful.ā He whispered. āSo beautiful.ā
In his arms, Zee always felt beautiful, especially when he was adoring her body and playing her expertly like this.
He withdrew his finger from her molten core and pushed it back in, taking her with the firmness of his finger until she felt a surge of energy, threatening to make her explod
As Zee stared at the card of pills, her mind was in chaos, rendering her speechless. āI asked you a question. What the hell is this?ā Zee swallowed hard. She forced her mouth open, croaking out her response. āIāve stopped. Iāve stopped taking it.ā āThatās not the answer to my question. Tell me what the hell this is.āā āItāsā¦itās birth control, but Iāve stoppedā¦ā āHow long have you been on this?ā āItās not beenā¦ā āHow long?ā he hissed. āAbout a month ago. Maybe a little beforeā¦before a month ago.ā āSo in the end, this is exactly what Pat was talking about. She was talking about you, killing our seed.ā āPlease, itās not likeā¦ā āThis explains your disappearances right after we make love. Everything is clear now.ā āPlease I have already stopped taking theā¦ā she began desperately, but couldnāt go on as in anger, he started pacing about the space he dominated. One angry hand came up to
Lilly looked at her Boss. A steady storm of anger was blazing through him. His jaw was set in a hard line, eyelashes slightly narrowed. She knew that it would be a grave error for him to get his hands on Zee right now. āMama Lil, please kindly step aside.ā He told her. His voice was not raised, but it was laced with rage. āMichael, please, whatever the problem is, it can be resolved, but not in the state youāre both in, especially you, Michael.ā Lilly was the only Staf that called Michael by his name whenever she wanted. Lilly was like a second mother to him ever since she had come into his home. He sometimes sought her advice, mostly over emotional matters. Plus, she had been with the Rays for a long time. That was why he called her Mama Lil. Even his siblings called her that way. Although it was Princess who had given her that name. āYou donāt want to know what she has done,ā Michael said. āPlease, just step aside and let me deal with this.ā
Zee's heart was still pounding as Michael carried her back to their bedroom. Once he opened the door, a sniffle escaped her lips and a fresh outburst of tears took over her, surrendering her to body wracking sobs. Michael knew she was crying out of her fear of him, thinking he was still going to drill her. He could feel the slight tremors of her body against his. āShh.ā He said gently. āIām not going to touch you, I promise.ā he assured her, walking inside the room, shutting the door, and setting her down on her feet. āStop crying, itās okay. Iām not that angry anymore, I promise. Come here.ā He hugged her and kissed her sweaty forehead. āItās okay, Baby. Stop crying.ā He gently caressed her hair, speaking softly to her. He soothed her that way until she stopped crying. āThatās it.ā He encouraged. āCome with me.ā He released her from his embrace and stared into her damp eyes. āTrust me, okay?ā She nodded. āCome and sit with me. I want to listen to you
The following morning, Michael brought Zee breakfast in bed. He had made it himself. The breakfast consisted of banana pancakes and richly made coffee. She thanked him and enjoyed it. Later, under a surreal-looking sunny sky, Zee found herself learning self-defense moves with a security agent Michael had assigned to help her. They were in an open field somewhere in the Ray estate. Michael was drinking chilled soda as he watched Zee from the car. Dressed all sporty for the lesson, she was sweaty and exhausted. The lesson had been going on for an hour. She gave him a pleading look in between blocking a mock punch directed at her face. "I'm tired." She gasped out, frowning with exasperation, her voice, whiny. It was the fourth time she was telling him that. She had started complain
Michael's eyes were shut as he waited for the result of her decision. Frankly, he could not predict her action right now, and he didn't even want to do that. "Kill me now, Zee." He urged her without opening his eyes. Zee still had the gun pointing at his chest. Her mind was a whirlwind. A heavy feeling of dejection had overcome her system. It told her that love conquered all. Still, her finger went for the trigger and touched it. She knew that they could both hear the cock of the gun. She noticed no tension from Michael. What a Don, she thought. Then she pulled the trigger, releasing a couple of bullets as her shots were fired. *** Michael slowly opened his eyes and saw her. Zee had her back to him. She had turned and taken the s
In Michael's absence, Zee didn't go searching for a job. She found that now she had the freedom of doing so, the drive was not as strong as it had been. Admittedly, most of her actions were borne out of rebellion. When Michael called and inquired if she had started searching, she said she was taking her time. He had just laughed it off and wished her well. Zee was bored out of her mind by the second day, so she decided to travel back to her home state. She didn't tell Michael. They were both good now, so she didn't see the point. She had gone by road, driving there on a whim after shopping for bedroom groceries in their bedroom. When she was back home, she called Glory and informed him that she was back in the state, saying Michael asked her to pick up something from a client. She told the same lie to her parents
"Hey, Darling." Michael's deep voice filled the phone. "Hi." Zee forced a smile. "How are you?" "Fine, thanks. You?" "Great. Thanks," she responded. "Where are you right now?" "Iām in the bedroom." "I see that you're about to go to bed." "Yes, Sexy Guy." Zee decided to flirt in order to lighten her fear. "Hmm. I see someone is boldly flirting on the phone." "Only with you, Sir." "I prefer it that way." "It's part of the rules." She said teasingly. *** LEMUEL AND INARA'S PHONE CALL "Hi, Baby Girl, how are you?" Lemuel's voice came through the phone, warm and deep. "Fine. Thanks." "Where are you?" "Bedroom." "Which one?" Inara paused in confusion. "Which one?" "It could be the guest bedroom? We both know that you like to sleep there sometimes." "Oh, yeah that's true, but I am
MOMENTS BEFORE THE PHONE CALLS It was evening and hours after the successful shooting of Lemuel's Orchard Mist Advert, Starring Michael. Sitting down over a drink at the luxury hotel restaurant they were lodged at, Lemuel and Michael were watching a clip from the ad. They had their eyes glued to a tab withstand on the table they were occupying. In the video, he was in a dark suit inside a red luxury car. He pulled up before an exotic movie theater, sprayed on the orchard mist perfume, and stepped out of the car, a small smile on his lips. His amber eyes were alluring. A group of people, around ten in number, who were around outside the building, turned in his direction in admiration. Michael paused the video. "At this point, there will be some visible aroma digitally done so when they start inhaling the sweet scent and running over to you..." Lemuel tapped the play button and the people began inhali