Zee sat quietly beside Michael in the car. He was driving and she had no idea about where their current destination was. He kept running a finger beneath his jaw, which was set in a hard line.
After leaving the boutique in the heat of the tense atmosphere, they had been on the road for three minutes and he had not said a word. She had not spoken either because of the fear consuming her. Still, she was using the silence to plan her explanation.
There was no way she would explain herself without mentioning The Last Dare. It would sound ridiculous to him. Hell, it would have sounded ridiculous to her if she hadn't played the game herself.
Michael could not understand why Zee had dared him by displaying another episode of disrespect right after he had warned her. The anger in him was barely controllable and he would have to vent it by teaching her a lesson. That would be good for him but too bad for her.
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“Is that supposed to make any sense to me?” “Please, believe me. The last time I contacted you and asked you to marry me, it was the game that dared me. The game also dared me to break up your wedding ceremony. And it also made me say yes to your proposal and now…” “It made you disrespect the nice attendant.” he finished for her. “Sure. I can’t believe I’m listening to this nonsense. Get the hell out of the car and shut your mouth.” He stepped out of the car and the guard by her side of the door, opened it for her. Zee managed to hide her crying and reluctantly stepped out of the car. She felt like she was about to step into a lion’s den. Michael was that bad, as far as she was concerned. From then on, all she could feel was her heart slamming against her chest as Michael took her hand in his. He led her to the wi
Unwelcome thoughts of being engaged to Michael resurfaced with more power. The solace that Michael was currently giving Zee began to lose its comforting purpose. Instead, his body surrounding her was giving her fear. She started struggling to be free from his embrace that had earlier given her some sense of comfort. Michael felt her struggling and increased his firm hold on her so that she would not be able to break free from his arms. Somehow, he knew that the reality of their impending engagement was finally dawning on her and with how strictly he was handling her, it was only natural that she would be afraid. “Shh.” He hushed her soothingly but continued to maintain a firm hold on her as she kept struggling. “I will never make you cry without reason. Just be a good girl and we’ll be fine.” Despite the hint of threat in his assurance, a sense of c
The woman moved the food to a corner of the room, which was fitted with a dining table and chairs. She placed the food on the table and Zee noticed four different bottles of soft drinks and water. “Is there any vodka?” she asked because she felt like lifting her spirits with some alcohol. “Yes, but this was based on the order we received.” Zee rolled her eyes. “Don’t you think I already know that?” The woman sighed. “What do you want, Ma’am?” “I need a bottle of vodka. No, not one, but two bottles of…” Zee paused as she heard the door open and one glance revealed Michael stepping inside. His presence sent her heartbeat racing. “You know what? Never mind.” She told the woman quickly. What had she been thinking? Michael would not let her have it, especially after her drunken episode. Gosh, it would be so hard to adjust to the new life she had no choice but to live in. “Okay.” The woman replied and left. Zee stood before the food.
The guard came for her at six the following day. She was prepared and already dressed with a pair of black sandals and a purse. Her hair was arranged in a center parting and held neatly behind her. Her face was almost without makeup except for her signature smokey-eyed look that drew attention to the cobalt color of her eyes. Her mother had helped her to dress up, hugged her, and wished her well, before escorting her to the living room. Her father had Israel in his arms and they all waved her off at the front porch. She felt like her life with them was fast coming to an end. A wave of nostalgia hit her and she began to feel lightheaded, as though she was going to faint from a sick feeling. Zee forced herself to be strong. Inara had gone through all this, she told herself. She had to believe that she would survive too. She held onto that thought as she got into the car through the passenger side door that the guard held open for her. Although she was h
He watched her press her lips together, her eyes forming a pool. “Dig in,” he said dismissively and started consuming his meal. She looked at her food and then returned her gaze to his. It was obvious that he was done talking. She placed her hands on the table and continued staring at her food. She was hungry, but still holding onto her pride. She didn’t have to give up so easily if she didn’t want to. He paused after consuming a bite out of his spoon and then he just kept staring at her. Noticing his eyes on her, she started picking at her food, so that it would look like she was really about to start eating. She kept her eyes on the contents of her plate. “Elizabeth.” She lifted her eyes and met his gaze. “I don’t plan on staying here for lon
As soon as the words of acceptance left her mouth, cheering from their spectators burst forth, creating a merry air. Flashes of camera lights intensified around them as he took her hand and slipped the ring onto her engagement finger. Then he rose to his feet and drew her into his arms, his fingers, caressing her hair. The musicians who had paused the music and joined in the cheering, began to play a soft tune. Her arms came up around him, even though she felt like disappearing from everyone’s gaze. She was glad that he was holding her, even though he was the one she was afraid of. Still, he was the danger she had no choice but to embrace. The ambiance surrounding them was ecstatic. “The first step is done, Elizabeth.” He said roughly against her ear. “I cannot wait to welcome you into my world.” “Even though it won’t be pleasant.” She said knowingly, her voice almost a sob. Anyone looking at her would have thought she was crying tears
A girl’s face popped up. She looked to be about sixteen. The headline read- Sixteen years old San Jonas girl missing. Zee opened up the article. It was from five years ago.Sixteen years old Violet May left home and never returned. Her whereabouts is unknown, despite all searches. It’s like, she never existed. “She would be twenty-one by now, if she’s still alive.” Zee said solemnly. “Yeah. Creepy, but not relatable to the spiritualist.” Inara replied. “I agree.” Zee concurred and closed up the article. “I’m glad I don’t have to die. The wedding is in fourteen days.” “Yeah. All will work out for good, my friend.” Zee smiled at her. “Thanks.” “You know, I still can’t believe you guys will be getting married at Heaven’s Vine. I’m so cool with it, despite the foundation of this wedding and all. Are you sure you were not behind it?” Zee shook her head. “He just called me at home after the engagement and
TWO DAYS LATER, Zee met Michael’s family who visited her home. His parents were aristocratic and gracious. His big sister and her husband were kind faced and friendly. They all had dinner at the table in a friendly air. Their warmness got Zee wondering if they were really mafia. They had a peaceful air around them. Perhaps, they were pretending, she thought. She also pondered on why his parents did not accept Cassy. What was the reason? It was quite a shame that her fiance was seated right by her side and she could not bring herself to ask him the questions bugging her. Bodyguards hung around their home as though a celebrity or big time politician was visiting. Their presence was overwhelming. The affluent lifestyle they lived did not so much as confirm their mafia involvement as much as the b