INICIAR SESIÓNBRITTANY'S POVThe whole room was deadly silent. Zayne and Diego have been staring at each other for what felt like eternity.I had no idea what to say or do but I knew it was my fault. Fuck me, how did I end up making such a mess of everything?For someone who called Diego a friend, I did a very shitty job of showing it. I cared more about hurting Zayne.“Zayne…” Diego trailed off as soon as he spoke up and I swallowed painfully.My eyes fell on Zayne as he walked closer to where Diego stood. I expected him to lash out, maybe punch Diego or something but he didn't.Of course. He always had to be calm no matter what, didn't he? Why did I even think for one moment that I could even hurt him with something like this?He didn't give a damn about anything or anyone.He st
BRITANNY'S POVIt has been a few weeks since I got stabbed and I had an argument with Zayne. Barbara really went on a vacation because she hasn't been around.And Zayne…I didn't know if he was avoiding me or if he really had something to do outside the club but I hadn't seen him for weeks.Diego returned a few days ago and apart from spending a few hours with me because of how worried he had been about me getting stabbed, he had stayed away from me since he returned.I spent time with Ria and Penny instead. I couldn't even work at the club because apparently, Zayne gave an instruction forbidding me from working at the club.He really was determined to turn me into nothing but his sex slave. At least with him gone for a while, I have been able to focus more on getting the hell out of here.I still was nowhere with my plans to escape and I
BRITTANY'S POVI spent forever hiding out in the bathroom hoping that Zayne would be gone by the time I was out.It was such a waste too. If it wasn't for the injury, I would have taken my bath but I didn't want to ruin the dressing on my wound.I still felt a dull ache there and I found myself gently caressing the spot once I was back in my room.I found myself wondering if I hadn't been too harsh on him. Did I cross the line a little too much?Wasn't it a good thing that he was acting all nice? Did it matter if he was pretending or if he had ulterior motives?As long he wasn't mean, that was fine, right? Like what Ria said before about being grateful I could live as comfortably as I did compared to other people who have been kidnapped.But that was ridiculous. It was just making excuses for people like Zayne. And tha
BRITTANY'S POVI knew… I knew I could never get the chance to talk to him like this again. I was surprised he hadn't hit me yet.He just stood there staring at me, like he was the most chill person in the world and I would have given anything in the world to get a reaction out of him.“You kidnapped me. Did you forget? Or maybe you have no idea what it means? It's when you take someone against their will and it's a crime. Not that it means anything to you, you're very good at being a criminal.” I mocked.He sighed, and it sent shivers down my spine. Even just a sigh from this man would scare anyone to death.“If you keep talking, I'm going to…” I scoffed, “What? Hit me? Come on, hit me. You've done so many times already. One more wouldn't make a difference.” I said angrily.He chuckled and
BRITTANY'S POVI couldn't believe my ears. I dropped my fork and stared up at him in disbelief. There was no way he actually did, right?“Is it so hard to believe that I cooked the meal myself?” The sound of his voice startled me and I blinked again and picked up my fork.I stared at the phone warily, and back at him. I opened my mouth to say something but shut it back.“Now you think I poisoned the meal.” He said. He sounded amused. He stalked towards me and didn't stop until he was a foot away.And then he leaned down until our faces were inches apart. “If I wanted you dead, I wouldn't use poison.”“I wouldn't let anyone die so quietly and peacefully. I want to watch the life drain out of your eyes and the fear in your eyes as you beg for your life.”I blinked sev
BRITTANY'S POVI shook my head. Snap out of it, Brit! He was a psychopath. Of course he knew exactly how to fake emotions.I scoffed and looked away from him, “What? Do you feel guilty? Yeah, right…let me go, Zayne. You're hurting me. You're not doing a very good job convincing me you were worried when you're holding to my chin so aggressively.” I mumbled.It took several seconds but he let go of me and pulled back. I refused to look at him.Whatever he was trying to do, I wasn't going to fall for it. Psychopaths like him were experts at charming anyone and getting them to do whatever they wanted.I knew that…I wouldn't let him do that to me.“Are you hungry?” He asked, almost softly. I turned to him, my eyes wide with surprise.What the hell was he trying to pull? Why did he sound
ZAYNE'S POVFor the first time in my life, I was confused. I was pissed off as well, but the anger I could relate to.I was always angry, though I never showed it. The confusion was a first for me.I was confused as to why her tears made me react the way I did. Seeing her crying made me uncomfortab
BRITTANY'S POV “Fuck!” Ria's exclamation was the first to break the silence in the break room just as Barbara stepped in.She stopped in her tracks and her eyes landed on me. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at the heavy glare she sent my way.“What are you doing here? You're supposed to be out
BRITTANY'S POV I watched her walk away as my heart started to beat a bit faster again. How the hell did she know my last name?And what was the threat about? ‘I’ll regret coming here?’ Fuck her, I already did.I regretted meeting Zayne in the first place. I should have ignored him on the dance flo
BRITTANY'S POVDiego led me to the underground club and this time, the route we took didn't look so complicated.But it didn't matter anyway. It wasn't like it was a route that led out of here. The most it could do for me was give me the chance to move from the club to my room without waiting for a







