warning: mature content
We sat down in the kitchen quietly on opposite sides of the table, all while a bunch of food that he had cooked placed nicely in the middle of the table. I stayed quiet as I stuffed my mouth full of steak, not caring that he had barely ate his.
The look on his face soft, heated and lingering, while a very expensive bottle of wine rested on the table as well. He sipped at that cup for an hour, All while I sipped at the organic beet juice he poured for me. Both of them looking the same, but only one being consumable for me to drink.
I held back a moan while sipping my fork into roasted potatoes, chewing at it slowly before drinking more of the juice. He didn't bother to pick up his fork, only tracing the rim of his glass as he watch me appreciate his cooking.
"Hector said that you wanted to meet up with the both of us, just to discuss how I should replace the work that may have gotten destroyed." I mentioned randomly, needing a time start into our conversation.
This was definitely going to be harder than I had thought, but nothing about this was; No one could ever make stuff like officially getting closer easy. But it had to be done so he can start doing all of the stuff he wanted, and I'll be free.
Zayn didn't respond just continued to watch me from underneath his gaze, making me squirm within my seat. A smug look appearing on his face, as if that amused him. But out of nervousness, I raised an eyebrow at him slightly asking if he was going to answer me.
"We'll discuss those details later, right now I just wanna enjoy spending time with you."
That was the end of that, I guess...
Everything felt like it was out of the ordinary, I didn't know how to react to certain things. Just simple stuff that I loved admiring before, now making me eat faster. At one point my mouth being full of hearty vegetables, as I avoided his glances.
Before I didn't know how to act when he was near, although that was out of question since I was in love with him. And that's still the case today, but now it was just full on disappointing feelings.
After listening to the sounds of my utensils hitting the ceramic plate, he scrunched further into his chair. "How was your date today?" My eyes looking back at him in shock, as his voice asked me calmly.
No one even knew that I was going on a date today, it was a last minute thing and didn't even know about it myself. Until the feeling I had recalled earlier coming back to me, while realizing that he either followed us or had a person sending him information while looking after me.
That was the reason why he was calling my job, it's his way of making it end early just I could see him on time. This was apart of his plan, all along. Zayn was capable of going many things, without even having to raise a finger. Any one doing any task he requested, which made me hate the amount of power that stood onto of his shoulders.
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DESTRUCT (Book Two) - Zayn Malik
Fanfiction"From the ashes, we shall rise" WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT , VIEWERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED The second book of the tainted series, it can NOT be read as a stand-alone.