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

38.

I couldn't sleep.

I had contemplated on waking up Zayn in hopes of him staying up with me for the rest of the morning, but I didn't want to wake him.

I was leaving him today, and this was the last time I'll every lay next to him.

My eyes scan over him only to realise he's actually awake.

"You should be sleeping, you know." Zayn speaks, and I widen my eyes from a fright.

I sigh quietly and gaze up at the ceiling as the butterflies float in my stomach.

"You have a big day ahead of you." He continues briefly after a pause.

Piercing my lips together, I run my hands over my face and groan tiredly.

"It's gone too fast." I murmur.

"I know." Zayn whispers. "I'm still trying to find a way to get you out of this. But there's so many slave owners that are interested in you, Liss."

I bite my lip and face him again. I can only just make out his features.

"I managed to get a word out that I was going to pull you out of the auction, but a lot of slave owners weren't happy about it. I'd have to wait another six months to wait for the next auction if I pulled you out." Zayn explains.

My eyes start to water, and I'm thankful that he can't exactly see me.

"You're too perfect for me to pull you out of the auction." He continues.

"It's okay. I've already accepted what is." I reply.

Zayn's hand sneaks around my bare waist. "I'm going to miss you."

I sigh. "No, don't say that now. I'm still here."

He exhales loudly and shifts so he's facing me.

"I really hope it's Hafid I'm going to, and not a different slave owner. Do I get a choice?"

"No, you don't." Zayn mumbles quietly until I feel his finger skim across my cheek.

"You will always be mine."

I swallow as my heart tightens at the sound of his words.

I pull away from his hand to look up at the ceiling as my vision begins to blur again.

Why does it have to be this way?!

"Are you scared?"

I lick my lips and wipe away the tears before sniffing quietly.

"Yes." I nod quietly until the sound of his intercom sounds out.

Zayn sits up and flicks the light on after answering it.

"What is it?!"

"Sorry Master, we didn't mean to wake you." Sabina begins.

Why is it always Sabina who's on the intercom?!

"What?!"

"Can we have you down to the main room please master?" Sabina says until she cuts out.

"Zayn, master. We have a visitor!" It sounds like Connor.

Zayn frowns and gets out of the bed as I sit up to watch him curiously.

"Can I come?" I frown.

"No. Stay here." Zayn says as he pulls his track pants on, along with a woman's beater and I bite my lip.

"Who do you think it is?" I question confused.

"I don't know. Hafid, Zaidan? Who knows-"

"Can I come. Please?" I beg innocently.