Chapter Four - Kidnapped

He started walking towards her, and that was when she really appreciated how tall he was. She was at least 5ft'7 tall, but she remembered just reaching his chest when they stood close to each other at the night club.

“What's all this?” Her voice came out very dull and cracked. How long was she out?

“Finally, you're awake,” he said.

“Why did you kidnap me?” Evelyn questioned.

“Woah, woah, kidnap you? I didn't kidnap you, love. I saved you.” He responded, getting closer to her. He bent hovering above her, his hand on the side of the bed, while the other was on the bed's headboard just above her head, flaunting his neatly folded sleeves.

His glassy blue eyes locked gazes with her green ones that stared fiercely at him, not buying what he was saying.

“Release me! Don't you think because you're some big shot you'll get away with kidnapping me! My husband would be looking for me by now, and when he finds me, you won't be so smug then. All the betas’ that you paid to betray my husband would be punished too.” Eve emphasized.

Zayn stood up straight and bursts into laughter. Evelyn all of a sudden felt intimidated by his laughter.

“Hmm,” he started once he was done laughing, “Your husband planned your assassination, and I saved you from his betas. You've been out for the past ten days now because of the great amount of wolfsbane injected into your system, you could have died from it but I did everything I could to save you, and your fool of a husband already declared you dead-”

“That's not true!” Evelyn cuts in, refusing to believe what he was saying. Wright was anything but a cruel murderer.

“You’ll see for yourself tomorrow. In order to protect you, I didn't inform anyone that I had you when you were announced missing, because I knew he'd come to get you as his mate, and finish you off.

“Tomorrow, we'd be attending a ball he'd be holding at his family's mansion. Go to him, and see if all I'm saying is a lie, I'm sure he's already prepared divorce documents in case you finally show up in his life again. He's going to use his influence to divorce you and take over all your little fortune-”

“Wright doesn't need my fortune, he's already rich,” Eve interrupted.

Zayn chuckled softly, “Don't underestimate the power of greed, especially if the fortune was gotten through it in the first place.”

“And why should I believe you? You have me handcuffed to your bed, how am I sure you didn't kidnap me so that you can have me all to yourself?!” Evelyn pointed out.

Zayn hovered above her again.

He grinned mischievously, “That may be true.”

‘Huh?!’ Evelyn thought. She swallowed the lump in her throat. She just said that, she never expected him to actually admit to it.

“W-What?-”

“You don't have to believe me. You'll see for yourself tomorrow. Do you really think your pack just died like that five years ago?” He smirked at her.

“What do you mean?” Evelyn uttered, at his revelation.

“Wright Cane has been targeting your family's fortune and assets for a very long time. He has this perfectly planned out, and you just danced to his rhythm.” Zayn continued.

“How do you know all these?” Evelyn questioned.

Zayn chuckled, standing straight again. He leaned against the wall, hands crossed across his chest. His hard chiseled chest and drool-worthy torso was revealed as the first few buttons of his black tshirt were undone, coupled with the black tshirt almost hugging his torso.

“I have my ways, love.” He replied.

“I can't believe you!” Evelyn said more to herself.

“Suit yourself!” He responded, “You are handcuffed because I knew she'd panic once you wake up- Then you'd probably runaway and get caught by who wants you dead.”

Zayn sighed, then smiled at her. “Look Evelyn, I can help you get revenge, for his betrayal, and for your pack!” Zayn offered.

There was silence.

Then Evelyn broke it, “Let's say all these bullshit was true… what's in it for you? Why did you save me? Why are you helping me?” 

“Because I also need something from you, obviously!” He answered, obnoxiously.

Evelyn creased her brows at him, “Which is?”

“It’s not new news that I'm cursed, it's probably being used as a horror bedtime story for kids now.” Zayn explained.

“I know. The beast within you is the most ferocious ever existed. The Moon goddess sealed it to you so that it wouldn't be passed down to anyone, cursing you with immorality, forced to carry the weight of being bond to such a beast for eternity.” Evelyn explained.

Zayn scoffed, “Is that what is being told to your generation now?”

Eve just blinked at him.

“Well, i don't have to go into all the details. I need to tame the beast, and sexual pleasures works just fine for it, but it requires me to have sex with at least seven women everyday,” Zayn pointed out.

Eve's mouth was in agape. She doesn't know the part of the tale.

“But you Evelyn,” Zayn continued. He sat on the bed close to Evelyn, “I spent just one night with you, and I went for days without the beast going berserk and causing havoc,”

“So… you practically want me to be your sex toy?!” Eve gritted her teeth at him.

Zayn chuckled, “You make it sound so bad if you put it like that. Let's get married Evelyn,”

“...”

“A marriage of convenience. I help you get your revenge, you help me tame my beast without me having to sleep with multiple women daily. C'mon Evelyn Hugo, marry me.” Zayn urged.

Evelyn laughed a small laughter hysterically, “There's no revenge to be taken in the first place.”

“I will not be your play thing Zayn Malik!” She added.

Zayn grinned, moving closer to her, “One would think you didn't enjoy our last time together,”

Eve flushed red at his words.

He moved even closer to her, his hand started moving up her delicate legs, and she realized she wasn't wearing any underwear under the night gown as his hand went under the gown and grabbed her bare butt. She let out a gasp, and was about to stop him with her other hand that wasn't cuffed, but his free hand held it in place on the bed's headboard.

“Please, don't!” She begged.

“Why? You don't like it anymore?” His calm aura became dark all of a sudden. He held her ankle and dragged her towards him, until he was in between her, closing the distance between them.

His hand walked up to her breast, and he pinched on her nipple making her to yelp in both pain and pleasure it ignited. His hand moved towards her vagina and her legs clapped his hand in between them at his sudden intrusion. He separated her legs all the while holding her gaze, she had long been silenced by his sinful touches.

He used three of his fingers to pleasure her while his thumb caressed her clit like last time. Her lips parted as she moaned in absolute pleasure. Why was her body betraying her this much? Why was it responding to his touches as if he had cast a spell on her?

She found herself moving her hips against his fingers to fasten the pace even more. He rested her hand which he had pinned, on his shoulder, which she gripped unto soon as she continued to move against his fingers. Her head joined her hand on his shoulder- She was having that climax feeling again. She whimpered as she finally came, breathing heavily over Zayn's shoulders.

‘Oh this is so embarrassing!’ She thought as she gasp for air, realizing how she just lost herself immediately in pleasure, like some sex starved she-wolf.

“You are so impatient,” Zayn whispered to her ears referring to how she moved herself against his fingers, adding to her embarrassment.

He sucked on her earlobe before letting her go. He stood up, and exited the room.

Evelyn sighed. She's not believing anything he had told her untill she confirms it herself. For all she knows, he might have fabricated this whole thing, just so he could keep her for this very purpose- Being his play thing.

…

The next day…

Wright's ball was to be held in the night.

Zayn finally removed the handcuff from her hand. She had a light dinner, and freshened up. She was soon dolled up by some stylist Zayn had brought for her, she was also wearing a dress he had bought for her.

She finally left that room she's been couped up in. Zayn's house was large and ancient looking indeed, but it was beautiful. She didn't have the leisure of time to admire the mansion. She was soon in a limo with Zayn, and they were driven to Wright's family mansion.

“Go in now,” Zayn said to her when they got there, and had already parked. The yard was filled with numerous luxury, that were well parked.

“Aren't you coming?” Eve asked.

“No, you go in yourself, confront your husband. I'll be here waiting.” He told.

She managed a smile at him, “No need. I won't be coming back.” She replied so sure, but though, more like reassuring herself- All Zayn has said to her should be bullshit, it has to be!- She thought, still in denial.

She got out of the car, and walked into the mansion, which of course is filled with the ball's attendees, and of course, they all stared at her bewildered that she was still alive and kicking.

Wright had just finished his welcoming speech and was about to greet the guests individually, when he spotted her.

Evelyn's lips pulled up in a small smile as he began to approach her. He grabbed her hand aggressively when he finally got to her, and dragged her into a study.

“Ouch you're hurting me Wright!” She cried, and he finally let her go.

The door was shut, and the room was soundproof.

“What.are you.doing.here? H-How are you still alive?!” Wright started.

Wow- She really wasn't expecting that response. She thou

ght he'd be happy to see her.

Was Zayn really telling the truth?

No…

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