"I hate you so much," I say, making sure to meet his intense gaze, my voice dripping with playful venom.
His lips curl into a smirk, his sharp eyes never leaving mine. He takes another step forward, and I instinctively take one back-only to feel the...
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My head feels dizzy as I slowly open my eyes. How come I fell asleep? What time is it? I want to sleep more though. My eyes opened wide when I saw the room was not the one I was familiar with.
My heart started racing. My body was too weak I started looking around the room to see if I can find out something as soon I turned back to see the wall behind me I came face to face with a picture of none other than Aziz Siddique.
And the memories from the afternoon started flooding through my head and it started hurting. He is not who claims to be. He is a muderer. A ruthless heartless inhumane murderer. He is a beast.
Remembering his evil smirk and his cold Orders sends a shiver down my spine. As I am reminded of my current situation what the fuck am I doing in his bed. We can't possibly have had..... No no no way I pulled down the comforter that was covering my body to see my clothes are the same ohh thank goodness.
How else did I pass out? I don't feel any uneasiness but my breathe gets heavier every passing second and I clutch onto my tee shirt fabric suddenly I hear the door click open.
It was Him ofcourse looks like he just hoped out of shower. His lean body was covered in little water droplets and his hair completely dripping of water sticking to his forehead the dim light in the room darkened his features and made the little droplets shine I could see his abs flexing as he breathed slowly and steadily The white towel hanging dangerously low, his v line being completely visible..... "𝗢𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝘂𝗽" Aziz breaks the silence.
I stay silent I don't think I can speak looking at his face it only reminds me of the basement and what an actual monster he is. He leaves the room and i try to get up front bed but my head pains so bad, he returns with a glass of water.
"𝗗𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀".
"𝗚𝗲𝘁 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗺𝗲"
I whispered in desperation to get away from him Tears filling my eyes once again
