| Chapter Four |

"Zen-"

"Quiet"

That was enough to shut me up as he ripped open my top and took it off me. Not giving a fuck about my clothes and wanting them off first.

I never talked as much as he kissed me. I figured my voice triggered him.

He didn't wanna remember it was me. So I embraced his lips thinking about the feeling.

My whimpers, however, he liked. As he constantly teased me. Bit me, pinched me and squeezed my skin.

He would occasionally curse under his breath as he abused my breasts and neck and his hand moved down to my nether region and enjoyed me struggling to catch my breath.

A quick slap over my nipple before he held up my hands and fucked me roughly.

I didn't know why, I thought he wouldn't like seeing my face. But he didn't let me hide it.

But I was shy and exposed like that to him. Even in the dimly lit room. I couldn't help feeling embarrassed as he stared at my naked body. Every time.

No matter how many times he had seen it. Under his gaze, I felt helpless. I felt exposed and scared. But I liked it.

My soft cry fills his quiet room as he cupped my breasts and fucked me harder. Before I could feel myself cum he had flipped me on my stomach and pulled my butt up.

My teeth scrape against my lower lip as I feel the hot liquid spread over my butt. Cascading down, as he didn't even bother wiping it before fucking me again.

His hand would come to my head and hold me down as he went deep making me cry out.

For the first few months, he wouldn't say or even look at me. He would leave me in his bed and get out. Then drop me home after I had showered.

But after a few months, after his first panic attack. He began to sleep next to me.

He wouldn't talk, but he would wait for me to come out of the bathroom and get in bed before pulling me into him and sleeping.

And I...like the stupid girl I am, brush my hand across his hair.

I like it. It feels like you are taking care of him. But...not really.

His body was extremely hot after. It was cosy as he rested his arm across my chest. His chest pressed against my back or sometimes he would sleep on me.

Not that I could breathe he was heavy but I didn't mind.

I never start a conversation.  I am scared he might suddenly feel guilty. Guilty for what he was doing.

If he was thinking of her while in my arms. I couldn't complain. After all...he will always belong to her.

"Are you going back to your house this weekend?" he asked. His breath against my ear made me feel numb.

"Maybe...I haven't visited them for the last two weekends. I probably should."

He stayed quiet. It was peaceful until he spoke again.

"Do you like Noah, Josie?"

My heart dropped. I gulp as the palm next to my head turns into a fist. I didn't know what to say.

He shouldn't care. He should be the last person to care.

My head subconsciously turned into the pillow but I could avoid him. His thumb rubbed under my breasts demanding an answer soon while he started slowly kissing my neck.

"Not really no. w-why?"

"He seems to like you."

What the fuck?

"Don't be ridiculous Zen."

His thumb stopped.

"Am I?"

He stopped his kisses. I felt the dreaded stare. He was staring at me as I gathered my thoughts.

"Yes, you are. He likes my friend. Not me."

"And how can you tell?"

He was observing me. Challenging me.

I huff sitting up and pulling the bed sheet to cover myself. He didn't move. He knew I couldn't just get up and leave. He was much faster than me.

But I was angry at myself.

I did like Noah. But...Why would he care? What if he knew? What would he do?

"I don't belong -"

I cry out as he holds my hair back.

"Did he or did he not touch you?"

"noo...he didn't.  Zen!" I yelled standing up and holding the sheet over my body. He sat up. His feet were on the floor and he stared at me with those serious eyes.

It was like being under a lion's gaze. You never know when he pounces on you.

I knew what he needed. I knew what to do but I was stupid. I was wondering how far he would go just to know the truth.

"I am leaving. Your stupid guard can drop me off till my place"  I grumble turning to get my jeans from the floor but his hand is already on my elbow. He pushed me into his chest before slowly walking me to the wall and pinning me.

You couldn't think under his gaze. There was something wrong with these people. I knew who they were. But I didn't know why they were like that.

You could never have hope of escaping their hold. It was like your mind was already face up.

His fingers grabbed my jaw before he kissed me and pinned my head to the wall.

I was naked, pinned between two walls and he was angry as fuck.

Having enough of his bullshit I pulled the everyday card. I put my arms around my neck and kissed him back till he let go of my jaw and curled his fingers around my neck lightly.

"Stop it okay?" I whispered kissing him again, rubbing my fingers over him before taking them down.

"I don't care about him."

I lied. I do care. Of course, I do. It was Noah! Now that I thought about it. I had a much bigger crush on him.

What mattered what Zenon though. Right now, he was letting his anger get to him again.

Like a child.

He threw temper tantrums like a child.

"please?" I asked him. Pulling my face away and looking at him as I softly rubbed his cock.

It didn't take long till he had flipped me and bent me over. My hands over the wall as he fucked me right there. Pulling my neck back and biting my ear before continuing.

~*~

~3 months ago~

"How is he?" I asked

His mother looked like she had cried last night. She shook his head at me. She was such a sweet lady. Zenon was the carbon copy of his father.

Harsh features, strong aura. Stern and no bullshit.

I was there because his mom called me over. They couldn't talk to him. He was too violent. But somehow, they thought maybe I could talk.

I had no idea why.

Zenon didn't have my friends before meeting Luna. Not did he care bout the people who surrounded him after he had Luna. He was too obsessed with her.

Something his mother told me. He was always an introvert. Outside his family. Inside he was like any kid. Talking and bonding with his mom. His sister. His father doted on his kids.

But he changed after her.

He became far too reserved after growing up. He didn't care for anyone but his family until he found Luna.

She changes him into a better person. But it was all in vain. Becoming worse than he was before. He did attend her funeral.

He never talked for 10 days. Didn't eat. Couldn't move.

I remember my dread, the heavy fear sinking into the bottom of my chest as I approached his bedroom door.

When I opened it. My stomach dropped.