Lahat ng Kabanata ng Dark Love - A Darker Shade of Love(Completed): Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

“Answer me, Baby.” Said, Michael. “Oh, I’m still surprised that…” “That what?” he interrupted. Zee had noticed that he didn’t often give room for long thoughts after throwing a question. “Answer me and quit stalling, because stalling hints at lies.” Zee forced a smile through her fear. “Actually, I’m just still surprised that we were followed.” “I understand. And I don’t regret it for a second. Glory drove into the compound right behind you girls, but I guess you were too drunk to notice.” Zee’s smile slowly waned. She didn’t want to remember her drunk episode. She was glad that Pat had been sober. “I won’t do it again.” She promised. “That’s good to know. Now answer the q

For two weeks, Zee enjoyed her time with Michael. They went to the movies together. They watched movies at home together. They played, went swimming, sky diving, ate out, ate in, visited exotic sites of nature, shopped, used spa services, took photographs, and made love frequently. And each time, after they had made love, Zee would stealthily take her drugs.On the day before they were to return back to Kawood, Zee woke up and realized that she was on her period. She didn’t remember to get a pad. She woke Michael up and he opened his eyes.“Yes, Darling.” He drawled.“Aunty Flo just arrived.”“What?” his forehead was furrowed with confusion.She looked downwards at her crotch covered in her nightdress. He followed her eyes and understanding lighted up his sleepy eyes.“Oh, your period is here?”“Yes. And I don’t have any sanitary pad.”“Gosh. You should manage with tissue. I’ll go shopping for some. Any particular size?”“Medium.”“Okay.”Zee got off the bed while he growled low with t

For a couple of days, Zee stayed at home, taking cooking lessons, watching movies, and strolling around the estate with Glory hanging around her. Michael was busy, so she barely saw him apart from bedtime. She would always wake up early and make breakfast for him though. She also communicated with her family on a video call. Israel seemed to be growing rapidly. She asked her parents if they were feeding him manure and they just laughed at her joke. She could not wait to find freedom from Michael so that he would come to spend time with her at whatever home she finally found. Zee and Inara chatted on a video call, mostly about random things. Inara informed her that their high school was organizing a reunion but that there was no date yet. They both hoped to see each other there. They both loathed the thought of seeing the three musketeers there. Zee mentioned that due to her marital issues, she had not really thought about her vengeance against them. She said,

ONE WEEK LATER Zee was serving guests at the eatery where Pat worked. She was dressed in the uniform of her colleagues who were waiters and waitresses. It was a white shirt over black pants or skirt. She was wearing a black skirt and white tee shirt and a red wig with fringe and she was putting on gothic makeup in order to conceal her identity. Michael had stopped calling her right on the first day of her escape. He had only left her one SMS. It said, SWEETHEART, I WILL FIND YOU SOONER THAN YOU EXPECT. Each time she saw that SMS, her heart would thunder with fright. During lunchtime, she sat down with Pat in the lunchroom. As they had Irish Potato fries with Ketchup and soft drinks, Zee’s eyes studied Michael’s daunting SMS on her phone. “You should delete that message,” Pat suggested. “You really don’t need anything troubling you.” “You’re right,” Zee said and deleted the message. Then she placed her phone on the table. “Good.

Zee heard the car door slamming shut and the sound jolted her out of her fear-frozen state. She quickly dumped the album on the table and hurried out of Pat’s room, closing the door behind her as quietly as possible. She stepped into the living room as Pat was just entering the house using her key. Pat gave Zee that friendly smile that used to calm her fears, but for the first time, Zee was seeing a stranger, not the Pat she thought she knew. Still, she knew that she had to play cool if she didn’t want Pat to suspect anything, so she forced a smile, hoping it looked real, but she was dying with fright. “Hey.” Pat greeted. “You look pale. Are you okay?” Zee realized that she hadn’t really smiled. She had winced instead, and the more she tried to force a smile, the more it felt like her face was hurting. She fought to put a r