TEMPTING SWEET LIE'S

Marianne

In a subconscious manner, I instinctively retreated upon hearing his remark, sensing a certain uneasiness about him.

“I won't bite,” He firmly said, playing with a smile on his lips.

My heart was pounding at every giving minute, my chances of escaping were still high only if I could get away from this man's sight.

“I was about taking my leave.”

He stared at me for like three second searching for any hint of lies and I stiffened with an invisible sweat running down my back. Hesitantly, I gave a swift nod, brushing past him while making sure my nervousness was intact.

His distant voice laced into my ears.

“It seems more like you're trying to escape, and your face looks rather familiar.” He touched his chin with a calculative expression.

“Ah, you are the girl Ezekiel purchased at Bethel! Marianne! Right!” he exclaimed, and I balled my hand into a fist with my face crouching in frustration.

How did he know so fast? I still had the chance to lie, but time was slipping away.

“You must be mistaken, mister.” I spoke from behind, already picking my pace away from him, but the man was adamant in his conclusion to the extent that he was walking behind me while expressing his opinion when none was needed.

“But why are you here, wait is Ezekiel here also, geeze wait up.” He ran up to me as I exited the gates out to the road.

The young man was hot on my tail, gush why did I have to meet someone like him? At this rate, I would definitely get caught, and Ezekiel's warning rang in my head. My heart thumped heavily.

“You know Ezekiel won't be happy if he finds out the girl he bought for 50 million dollars is trying to escape.” He took a pause before standing at the front gate.

Throwing a glance at the man, I felt like strangling him right now. I gritted my teeth at the road that was lonely. I will have to walk quite a distance before reaching the main road.

I sighed to spur around angrily. “Fine, you caught me! So what! Mmm!” I channeled my frustration at him when I saw the flashing lights coming from the mansion. It was Ezekiel's car.

“How feisty. I like you already, but it's a pity that you belong to Ezekiel. However, that's not a problem.” His low whispering voice made my skin crawl in repugnance.

He moved towards me while we both were watching our backs at the car that was at the gates coming out. Leaning over with just an inch distance away from each other, his breath fell on my ears.

“Here's my business card. If you ever fill suffocated by Ezekiel, give me a call. You won't regret it.” A sly yet dangerous look envelop his handsome face and he casually stepped back.

I was too entangled in his scent that I failed to notice when he slipped the card into my palm. Right now, the scene looked nothing less than two lovers meeting each other in the dark.

The car rolled over to where I stood, as I was still stunned about how everything played so fast. In the dark sky behind the black window of the car, Ezekiel's stoned face came to sight.

His dark pair of eyes lingered on mine and I felt oxygen being knocked out of my body.

“Get in Marianne. I don't have all day.”

Carefully, I opened the door while squeezing the card in my hands in nervousness, already regretting my previous action.

“Ezekiel! How lovely to see you again, dearest cousin. Grandfather told me what happened at the last shipping, but you seem not to be affected by it.” He looked at Ezekiel straight in the eyes.

“Get your fucking nose out of my business, Xander.” Ezekiel warned not too happy that he was being watched and without any warning the car drove off in a rather rough way that my body was thrown into Ezekiel's.

The heat radiating from his body gave me a sense that I won't be let off. His strong arms thrust my body to the side, and he glared at me, unwavering that it made me to be conscious around him.

Ezekiel titled his head to the side. “I'm going to fucking kill you myself, Marianne. Is it too hard for you to follow my rules, or do you derive pleasure from breaking them?”

Parting my lips, the words disappeared from my throat. It made me unable to answer his question and the only thing I could do was stare at him. I didn't want to die yet! Oh Marianne, why do you have to be this stupid?

“I can't let this one slide, not listening to my words, trying to escape under my nose and allowing another man touch you.”

“He didn't touch me!” I voiced out. This man was twisting my words to his benefits.

My eyes raced at the realization, covering my mouth as I gazed at him fearfully.

An amusing smile painted Ezekiel's lips on how the little woman was now bold enough to answer him back.

“So the little freedom got in your head that you're now bold enough to answer me back, were’s the little kitten that I met the first night.”

“I swear he didn't touch me and I wasn't trying to escape. I was taking a walk.” I fiddled with my dress .

It was apparent that I was blatantly lying to him, but he chose to ignore it by saying.

“Taking a walk, huh? Okay, let’s say I believe you, but the other two crimes will need a befitting punishment. What do you say, Marianne?” He crossed his legs as he picked a cigarette from the silver tray before flickering the lighter.

I squeezed my hands that were on my lap. In a barely audible manner, I slowly uttered the words. “But I said he didn't touch me. I'm saying the truth.”

“But the fact that you let him get close to you is something I can't overlook, my sweet girl. I don’t like anyone breathing the same air as you let only touching you.” His words made my little heart tremble as he said it in a low sweet voice that racked of sexual power.

Trying hard to keep my thought to myself, I decided to look out the widow, when it suddenly hit me. My mother and sister would probably be worried about my whereabouts and also my job at the orphanage. I was distracted by what was happening that I forgot that I had a life of my own.

“Head to four season hotel Alex and inform Vice that I won't be making it to the meeting.” Ezekiel puffed the cigarettes in the air.

In a span of less than an hour, the vehicle made its way into the underground parking lot and I found myself being forcibly dragged by the man, leaving me with no chance to complain. I obediently followed him.

Reaching the top roof of the building, I was stunned at what was going on. Ezekiel brought me to a party, not just any kind of party. It was a pool party that was screaming with luxury and was filled mostly with rich dogs from all over the country.

I found myself seated at the side of the roof with Ezekiel, who was apparently not interested in the beauties that was falling around him.

“So the rumors are true. You got yourself a woman. I'm surprised.” A man that sat opposite us spoke his eyes all over my body.

Ezekiel took his own sweet time before he replied. “Isn't she lovely, such a sweet thing.” He brought his hand to pat my head, looking at me with so much admiration.

He continued, “I thought it was time to have a female companion beside me. The young girls were becoming annoying and over bearing to handle.”

The man shook his head. He commented. “She's indeed beautiful, but I think you will have Lucy to worry about. I heard that her father's business isn't doing too well and now you abandoned her. What a shame.”

Sitting there like a mute doll, I listened carefully to their conversation that was switched to the person named Lucy and why lost in my own thought. Ezekiel flicked my head.

“What are you thinking about?”

“Ouch! What was that for?” I rubbed my head, almost not glaring at him, which was a miracle.

“I should be the one thinking about the punishment I should hand out to you, and I have found the perfect one.” He stood up, taking me along with him.

He was going to punish me! I thought he was bluffing? Oh fucking Christ, have mercy on me! My throat bubbled down due to his scent that was waving my senses as he took me to the edge of the pool.

“Do you know how to swim, my sweet girl?”

S-swim, he wanted me to take a deep in the cold water! I shifted my eyes back at him to see if he was joking, but he wasn't! I saw him taking his white shirt off and his perfect chest graced my eyes.

“I-i can't swim.” My voice choked in at his manly chest designed with tattoos.

Of course I was lying. I knew how to swim, but with the man that won't hesitate to have me floating in the water, I couldn't take the chance.

“Well, that’s nice, at least I know I can kill you off easily in the name that ‘She doesn't know how to swim now take your dress off,” he deadpanned seriously.

Jaw slack, I looked at him in awe, with his words racing in my brains. He wants me to take my clothes off in front of all these people?

“Don't worry, it will be only us, having each other to ourselves." he looked over his shoulder and announced. “I won't want anyone gazing on my woman's body, so will you be all kind and exit the roof.” he then turned his gaze on me.

Soon there wasn't any single soul around and I felt him tugging the neckline of my dress.

He whispered not breaking the eye contact.

“My patience is running tin sweet.”