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

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If I knew that walking into the Malik enterprises and landing an internship without an interview was going to lead to this.

I wouldn't have taken it.

Taylor wouldn't be in this situation right now.

And neither would I.

This was all my fault.

Elisa warned me. Taylor knew there was something wrong.

Oh the irony of this right now.

Taylor, with two guards on each side of her is lead by Zayn who says something over his shoulder, causing both the guards to stop and place Taylor on her knees while Zayn continues to walk towards me.

The guard holding me back tightens his grip around me as tears start to fall from my eyes.

Eyes dark and unpredictable, Zayn cups my chin so I look up at him and he smirks.

"Let her go. She's harmless." Zayn murmurs to the guard holding me back.

I scowl at Zayn and he raises his eyebrow when the guard steps away from me.

"One moment of freedom and you suddenly hate me again." Zayn murmurs.

His finger skims over my trembling bottom lip and I close my eyes briefly.

I don't reply because somewhere inside of me, I don't seem to hate him. In fact I'm pleading him to take me back in my head so he can leave Taylor alone.

He sarcastically wipes a tear away from his cheek and smiles in pity. "I thought we shared a moment back there, Pet."

Zayn pulls out the bracelet he had given me earlier today and I close my eyes as more tears start to fall from my eyes.

I'm sorry.

He chucks it at my feet before pulling out a pistol from the inside of his leather jacket.

"I hope you said goodbye to your friend."

"No-" I whimper quietly.

"Yes." He whimpers back before rolling his eyes.

Turning around he walks slowly towards Taylor as she continues to push away from the guards, but failing miserably.

"And you." Zayn scowls at Taylor as I pick up the bracelet. "I admit. You did a pretty good job at fucking up again. I admire you. But you've pissed me off one too many fucking times."

My hands are trembling. I can't watch him shoot my best friend. I squeeze my eyes closed.

"You killed three of my slaves."

Taylor chuckles darkly. "Three? How about two. Your little prize possession helped out with one."

Zayn turns back to me before looking back at Taylor.

I move closer towards Zayn.

"It doesn't matter. You'll be dead by tonight. And the sun will still rise and we'll still continue on. You're not going to fuck this up anymore."

He clicks the barrel into place and I quickly grab Zayns arm. "Please don't kill her!"

"Get out of the way!" Zayn scowls as I grab onto his arm.