Desirable

Tamed

ZACH'S POV

I might have called Lizelle for the millionth time maybe, where was she? She didn't reply to my texts or answered my calls!
When did anyone ever did that to Zachary Stark?
It had been more than a week since I had her below me. Mahn that bitch had clawed and ripped my skin, leaving me marked. Marked with her skin, that soft silky skin and those luscious dominating lips and sharp fierce eyes and all I could do was sink into the memories she impregnated me with. Only the thought made me hard, my breaths got random and heavy.
'I need you below me Lizelle'

I grabbed my car keys and drove over to Salazar health community centre. The community centre looked the same, dreaded boring plain sterile walls, severely sick people and arrogant irritated nurses how could she possibly work here? I thought digusted.

I walked to the reception, it was the same nurse I had bribed,
"Mr. Stark" she smiled at me, now nobody forgets the 1000 dollars they got without doing anything major.
"Can I see Dr. Grey?" I asked expectantly.

"Dr. Grey has a packed schedule, would you like to see other doctor?" She asked me.

"I want only Dr. Grey." I gritted my teeth

"I'm sorry but she has other appointments"

"Switch them over. Two thousand dollars"

She smiled with greedy eyes as I handed her the money. I filled the details in the file she handed me, when I handed it back, she looked at me with curious eyes, obviously testing my intentions.
"Just to do it already" I said waspishly.

"Room no. 5" she mumbled to me when she approached me in the waiting room after half and hour of waiting. My mind racing over her, why are you so hard to get Lizelle? And that's what made it more appealing, the fact that she wasn't an easy girl.

I walked to the waiting room, it looked the same as the other one. Every second seemed heavy, my heartbeats were already elevated, breaths getting forceful. The door knob shifted and she walked in, as her eyes met mine, anger masked those big blue eyes, before she could turn and leave I walked over and closed the door.

"You should just stop bribing my nurses" she said exasperatedly.

"If only you picked up my call or replied to my texts!" I rolled my eyes.

"Why should I Mr. Stark?" She narrowed her eyes on me, those burnt coals emitted fire, it made me wonder why was she pissed at me?

"That's what a god damn phone is for" I stressed on each word like explaining to a kid.

"Why? Are you done doing the blond?" She snarled.

The blond? What was she even talking about?

"What are you talking about?" I asked puzzled.

"Oh look at that innocent face, like you have no fucking idea" she mocked, "that blond model you were with at Le Ritz?"

So she was talking about Amanda, how did she even see me? What was she doing there? But apart from all these questions I smirked at how jealous she was.
Honey this is getting so much interesting.

"Amanda is just a childhood friend" I defended myself.

That seemed to have triggered her anger more, she pulled me by my collar towards her till our faces were only inches apart,
"Whatever it is Stark, if you're doing me, you don't get to do anyone else. I'm exclusive Stark" her eyes sparkled with anger, god she was so intimidating when she was angry!
I leaned in closer unable to control my hormones,
"Don't even try to" she sneered as she left my collar and pushed me back.