Malik - Z.M (Book 1, Malik Series)

13.

that's Alissa in the picture.

ZAYN

All I wanted was my brother back.

I was just as selfish as the next slave owner, but I was willing to sacrifice her to get him back.

She's a fighter, but I had to strip her right down to the raw emotions that are hiding behind that wall she's built.

I had to break down her mentality so she'd beg at my mercy, seek comfort in me so she can trust and fight for me when she's gone.

I had to start by manipulating her feelings and we're a long way from where I want her to be.

She quivers in front of me, the fighting fiery girl that basically tried to nail my face off is finally gone as I stare down at her.

Those tears that I so fascinatingly want to taste, glides down her cheeks and I close my eyes to saviour the excitement that buzzes through me.

Innocent tears always had away of exciting me.

Call me fucked up, but I've done worse.

Training innocent woman into slavery was something I've been doing for a very long time.

Alissa is just another girl to get my brother back.

The only down side to this girl is that she isn't pure. Selling pure little virgins would give me a higher chance, but I'm sure she's good enough.

I circle around her as beads of sweat start to mask around her head.

I tap on her weakening arm and she squeezes her eyes closed as they begin to shake.

"You're weak." I murmur as I step in front of her. "Not even five minutes had passed and you want to tap out?"

Her eyes continue to water, but she won't give me the satisfaction of crying again.

I unbuckle my belt and pull it out of the belt loops causing her to jump in a fright as the rest of her body quivers in fear.

Circling her again, I glide my finger along her smooth hip, around her back and onto the other side of her curves

I so badly want to fuck her right now, but I have to wait. I can't let my selfish ways get the best of me.

Pulling the blind fold out of my pocket, I stand in front of her again and I smirk. "Close your eyes."

After desperately looking at me with those brown eyes of hers, she closes her eyes and I place the blind fold on her before securing the back.

Her breath is quick when I glide the back of my hand along the small scratch on her cheek.

I skate my fingers down to her jaw, along her neck and towards her rising and falling chest.

I look back up at her gaze as if I could see her staring at me.

Her breath is still quick as she pants in anticipation.

I cup her breast and her arms automatically come down, causing me to smirk as I grab her wrists and pin them back up.

"Listen." I warn.

She pierces her trembling lips together and swallows.

"That's one belt." I whisper to her and she exhales sharply. "Keep your hands up."

I run my hands down her arms, watching the goosebumps appear on her skin.

She doesn't flinch this time as I skim my hands over the buds of her nipples. Biting her bottom lip to sustain her whimpers, I blow down the valley between her tits and she gasps.