Michael helped her to fix her clothing. Then he let his gaze arrest hers. “Tell me how much you enjoyed that.”
At his words, shame overwhelmed her. They both knew that her body had said it all but she managed to hold onto some of her pride. She didn’t want her response to give him complete satisfaction.
“I had no choice.” She responded, realizing that she sounded a bit breathless. She blamed it on the intense orgasm she had received at his hands.
He tilted his head to the side and a sneer appeared across his lips. “Hmm. Forced pleasure, huh? I see it’s good for you then. Shall we go again?”
He watched her blue eyes widen with panic. “No, please.”
“No?” he questioned. It hinted at his warning against refusing his advances.
MICHAEL’S HOME WAS situated in an estate. The estate was large, gated, fenced, and boasted of extensive acres of orchard and several duplexes. Each duplex was wire-fenced and fitted with a fountain, garden, relaxation huts, and swimming pool. There was a field inside the estate with a basketball court and a mini-stadium. The duplexes were close to ten in number, each of them, imposing. The jet landed on an expanse in proximity to the field inside the estate. Minutes later, Zee found herself beside Michael again as a vehicle conveyed them towards one of the duplexes. It was even more imposing at closer range. Her eyes were focused on the window. “This whole place is extensive,” she commented. “This is the Ray Residence, the home of the Rays,” Michael explained. She pointed at the duplex th
“That girl is not your problem. Do you think I don’t know how some certain girls can behave out of spite? I do but that’s not my concern. My problem is you went to that hotel and generated a fake invoice and then sent me another altered invoice for the real venue that you had already paid for. My accountant raised a brow at that one immediately because your invoice couldn’t pass authentication. I had to send one of my men to ask questions and boom, the truth became glaring. Hence, I knew the truth even before personally sending both payments to you, Smartass.” “I didn’t mean…” “Keep your mouth shut.” He interrupted her sharply, silencing her again. “You knew what you were doing. To cap it up, I received your annoying stripper madness pictures from Cassandra. I know she did it out of spite but still, it beats me. Can you explain how Cassandra and her friends got so close as to influence your
Zee didn’t have any doubt that he meant what he said and she was so afraid she began making him promises. “I’ll be good. Please, I’ll be good.” “That’s wonderful to hear, Sweetheart.” He said and held her away from him, ending his solace. Her bum felt like it was burning. She badly wanted relief from the pain on her aching behind. She hoped he had a bathtub so she could soak herself inside. Inara had said it helped. She hadn’t found time to get any cooling balm because she had thought that she would be able to avoid any spanking episode. “May I use the bathroom? I would like to have a bath.” “Sure.” He replied. She had not completely stopped crying but she was getting there. “Is…is there a bathtub?” her voice was still shaky from the pain she was feelin
ZEE DELIBERATELY ELONGATED her bath time for fifteen more minutes before ending her bath and exiting the bathroom in a large blue towel she had found inside the bathroom rack. He was not inside the bathroom as expected and her luggage was nowhere in sight. However, there was a tray of food bearing plates covered with transparent covers sitting upon a bedside table by the bed. A note inside the tray immediately caught her eye, the words written in a familiar cursive writing- Your luggage is in the dressing room. It’s the door right by the bed. M. It was Michael’s handwriting and she knew that the letter M was his initial. She recognized the writing because he had drawn a time management calendar for her major tasks back at school. He still wrote letter a like the way it mostly appeared in printed books. Her food too was very familiar. It was her favorite-Seafood fried rice. Surprisingly, despite her current pain with everything
LEMUEL’S WORDS INTRIGUED Michael and he paid rapt attention to him. “Consider me a schoolboy right now.” He said lightly, eliciting a slight chuckle from him. “Well, here we go. One day two young women decided to play a dark supernatural game called the last dare.” “Hmm.” “Yeah. So in this game, they must give each other a life-changing dare.” “That is reckless.” “I agree. One’s dare was to frame a guy for pregnancy and follow it through to the end.” “Oh, that’s…deep.” “Yeah.” Lemuel agreed. “Did she?” “Sure. She framed someone in her graduating cl
AFTER STEPPING ONTO the corridor with her hand still on the door handle, she paused as she heard scurrying feet. It seemed like someone had been rushing off away and down the stairs. “Hello.” She called out but there was silence. She shrugged. Perhaps she had just imagined it. She let her eyes rest on the portraits along the hall. She focused on the black and white one where Michael’s ancestor had carried his bride. The couple had smiles on their faces. Perhaps they had been in love. Who could tell these days? She and Michael had smiled for the camera. She guessed pictures could lie. Hearing footsteps approaching, she turned her attention towards the stairs. A man in his late twenties emerged and stepped onto the corridor. He was wearing a cook’s uniform. She recognized him as one of Michael’s household members. Her eyes caught his shoes. The
ZEE PUSHED HERSELF away from the wall and realized that she was confused about where to stay and comfort herself. Back at home, it would have been her bed but here, she was not sure. She looked at the imposing bed. It still was the only natural place that could provide her some comfort. She hurried over to it and made herself comfortable, pulling up the sheets to cover her body. She could hear faint movements in the hallway. She knew that they were cleaning up. Michael was on the phone. He was telling someone to cut off Nice’s finger and send it to Ezekiel in a package markedRecipe. Zee was trembling beneath the sheets. She shut her ears with her hands to try and distance herself from the unwanted sounds filtering through the hallway but it didn’t work.
MICHAEL FINISHED DRYING them off. Then he had them both covering themselves in fresh dry towels. She wrapped hers around her middle while he wrapped his around his waist, leaving his sinewy chest exposed. He took her hand in his and led her into the bedroom until they were standing right before the bed. “I bought you a wedding night present. It’s what I desired to see on you before I claim you but we both know how things didn’t go as planned. Yet, it seems like I’ll still get to see you in it.” He walked over to the closet attached to the dressing table and retrieved a box wrapped in silver leaf paper. Then he handed it over to her. “I’ll step into the dressing room for a few moments to give you some privacy.” He said, looking down at her. Sometimes, Zee still felt intimidated by his tall, handsome, and fit physique. “Thanks.” She mumbled. “Don’t mention. It’s my pleasure.” He let his eyes scan her from head to toe, the raw desire in his eyes evident