Temptress. (Zak Bagans FanFic)

Not Satisfied.

"Well at least I know where you live" we pulled up to her house but she wouldn't look at me. "What did I do now?"

"What do you want Zak?" She rolled her eyes over to me.

"What no Zak Bagans? That was hot" I winked at her but I could tell her she wasn't impress.

"How about fuck you Zak Bagans" she gave me a hateful smile and got out of my car. She wasn't getting away that fast.

"What's your problem? Happy one minute angry the next? Mood swings are like whiplash, it's leaves an ugly mark."

"What the hell do you want?" She threw up her arms and turned in but our bodies clashed and we were face to face. I gave her my best smoulder look trying to show she wouldn't win but her eyes were fierce full of storms.

"Why are you like this?" I nearly was breathless.

"Fuck you Zak." She whipped her hair and stormed off.

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I got home and headed straight to my office, it might've been 1am but I couldn't sleep. The glare from Clio has imprinted into me, the pain, the anger and the hurt was deep within her. Maybe there's a reason as to why she was like this?

I wasn't sure what I was going to do but I wanted to do something. I sat still at my computer glaring at my screen, I had nothing so I gave up. I headed up stairs and tried sleeping but I laid wide awake thinking of Clio.

I got up and got dressed and headed to work, I wasn't going to over kill my brain as it was tired and strained. I was in a grumpy mood and really didn't want to be bothered.

"Zak honey you have a client in your office" my mum Spring out from the corridor, very chirpy and loud.

"Yep." I stormed past her and headed to my office, whoever was in there should brace themselves or fucking run I wasn't in the mood.

"What!" I swung the door open to a woman, more precisely Clio's back.

"Zak Bagans" she stood up and turned to face me. "This whole agro look isn't a good look."

"You're nice today, well I'm not. Please go" I stormed over to my desk and waited for her to leave.

I watched her walk to the door but instead of getting on the other side of that door she slammed it closed and locked it.

"Now Zak Bagans, what's up?" She slowly walked towards me and sat herself on my desk.

"Nothing that concerns you" I firmly told her. "Actually, it concerns you. Why are you such a bitch?" I threw a pen across the room.

"It's who I am, maybe you should've met me before I got this way. I was told I was a lot of fun, beautiful smile and the sweetest laugh." She scoffed and then giggled, I looked up and saw that beautiful smile people spoke about.

"I could believe that." I brought my hand up to her face and pushed her hair behind her ear. "Still is a beautiful smile. Why did you change?"

"Because life changed and you can't stay the same when life changes. I had to adjust myself." She spoke softly as I touched her, my hand grazed her neck and ran down her arm.

"How bad did your life change?"

She didn't answer me, she rolled her head away from me so she wouldn't look at me. I didn't want her to go cold again, I didn't want her to be stubborn again so I changed the topic quick.

"Your house was nice" I waited for something, she moved her head back towards me.

"I live with my parents. So their house is nice." She shrugged away from me pushing my hand away.

"Oh."

"I lived in Paris for a few years and came back 4 months ago and I haven't worked my financial issues out yet." She started to play with my pens and laptop, I guess she was trying to advert from the following questions I definitely was going to ask.

"Paris? Why did you move there?"

"I told you Zak Bagans, once life changes you need to change. I had to go, I couldn't stay." She looked guilty.

"Why?" I pulled her hands away from the laptop and brought them to me placing them on my chest. "Why?"

"I'm a bad person Zak Bagans." She gave me a little smile and hopped off the table. "Nice seeing you again." She blew me a kiss and headed off.

She left me confused and a little happier than I was but there's something still yet unclear. She had to go to Paris, she had to leave and now she is back.

I needed to get a hold of myself and do some work, I opened my laptop to see her number written of a piece of paper. I folded it in my hot hands and sunk it into my pocket, she wanted to see me again.

And I couldn't wait to see her.