Semua Bab Dark Love - A Darker Shade of Love(Completed): Bab 61 - Bab 70

MARCUS PULLED THE Range Rover through the well-guarded gates of one of the mansions inside the estate. Michael and Zee occupied the backseat of the car, with Zee seated quietly beside him. She cast her gaze on her wristwatch. The time was 7:05 pm. She could not wait for the impending dinner to be over. At the same time, she did not want it over, anytime soon, because she still had to face punishment for changing her dress color. “Welcome to my parent’s house,” Michael said to her. “Thanks.” She murmured. He ignored her tone. Her fear over his latest threat was not lost to him. Besides, this welcome dinner was not an event she was looking forward to. Their marriage was a scam, after all. But it worked for him.   A FEW MINUTES LATER   Michael and Zee stood before the massive door of the house, which was opened by a couple of guards, pulling it open from either side. Michael’s family stood just inside, as

A FEW MINUTES LATEROutside, darkness had taken over the sky. Zee was squatted down on the back seat of the car, with Michael, driving. The guards followed behind them in another vehicle.Michael had decided to drive, to help calm his temper. Another reason was to help save Zee the embarrassment of sitting how she currently was, with Marcus, present.Zee folded her arms across her chest as she glared at him. Her face was still red, her eyes, still shiny and damp. She had no choice but to sit this way as her bum was in pain. The spanking had been intense.“Thanks for…for humiliating me before your family.” She said sourly.“Thanks for being a brat before them.” He said matter of factly.“I hate you.” She spat.“Keep talking that way. You’ll get another round soon enough. And I won't care if your behind is still tender from your spanking moments ago.”Feeling a wave of helplessness rush over her, she broke into small whimpers.“I don’t want to hear your voice.” He hissed, silencing her.

AN ADMINISTRATIVE BUILDING sat beside Kawood gallery. Between both buildings sat a relaxing fountain with live fishes swimming at the bottom. The parking lot held several cars and tall groomed plants slightly obscured a front view of the gallery. ZEE WALKED INTO the reception hall of the administrative building with Glory behind her. He took a seat at one of the built-in reception seats and watched her walk up to the male receptionist at the counter who looked to be in his early thirties. “Hello.” She greeted. “Hi.” “I’m here about the job advert placement.” “Okay. Just drop copies of your credentials on the counter.” “I have already applied online.”

After Michael's call, Zee found it hard to enjoy her remaining ice cream. She closed the half-consumed plate of ice cream and stuck it inside the fridge in the bedroom. Then she hurried downstairs, hoping to get beer from the men in the security room. The door of the security room stood slightly ajar and she gave it a couple of taps with her knuckle. One of the guards emerged, widening the door. Zee caught a glimpse of computer monitors with views of the estate surroundings as well as several places around and inside the house. “Mrs. Ray, hi.” the guard greeted. “Is everything alright?” “Yes. I’m good. I need to see Glory.” She replied. She was not used to the other men yet. He signaled Glory and returned inside. Glory drew forward and stood at

Zee watched as Glory lifted his eyes and met hers. With her eyes, she pleaded with him, shaking her head slightly, which told him to maintain his story. She was afraid of what Michael would do to her if he found out the truth, because, then, it would be clear that she had told him a big lie, risking Glory’s reputation and putting him in danger. Glory’s gaze left hers and returned to Michael’s. “I…I’m to blame. I…I felt like taking her out because she…she’s new in town and…and since you were out of town, she seemed…she looked bored. That’s why I did it. I’m very sorry, Boss.” Michael’s gaze remained fixed on Glory’s as he spoke to Zee. “Is that what happened, Sweetheart?” A sniffle escaped her trembling lips. “Yes.” She tearfully responded. “Is that what happened?” he repeated, this time, arresting her tearful gaze with his. She nodded. “Yes, please.” she gave him a tearful answer again. “Please, I’m sorry. Don’t hurt him anym…”