Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 56267 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56267 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Zerro’s cum fills me to the brim as he pushes into me over and over until he grows soft. I fall against his bloody chest, surprised that I did that to him. I can’t believe I am so not myself.
I feel like a bowl full of Jello shivering uncontrollably, so I don’t resist him lifting me. My eyes are still closed and my body on fire when I feel the soft blanket covering my body. Sleep invades my body and mind, and I can focus on nothing but the memory of Zerro and his soft smile. I can save him. I just know I can.
I awake sometime later that night, or at least it feels like nighttime. The clock on the night stand says three a.m., but I’m not really sure. My body feels extremely worked over, and I smile shyly remembering the way he took me before placing me in bed.
I clear the sleep from my eyes when I hear Zerro and another man’s voice. I instantly recognize the voice that sends shivers down my spine. It belongs to a face that I would much rather not see. I know all of this before pulling on a shirt and a pair of sleep pants.
“She wasn’t ever apart of the plan, Z…” I hear Mack whisper yell. Neither of them know I’m awake yet, and it occurs to me that I can just simply eavesdrop right here.
I hear the sigh that Zerro releases. I can almost see his face; I’m sure it’s filled with anger and agony.
“It doesn’t matter. She’s a part of the plan now, and that’s all that matters.” My heart swells with love. At least I know he won’t be killing me or making me leave him.
“It matters, dude…” I can hear the anxiety in Mack’s voice. Something is very, very wrong.
“Why does it matter? She was nothing before this whole incident and will be nothing after everything takes place. She’s clean. I know it.” Zerro sounds confident, and though I know I have done nothing wrong, if Mack convinces him that I did do something, I know I am as good as dead.
“It matters because I know she’s not clean. After Jared called me, I did a little digging on her and found some shit out. I never did trust her, and I figured that you should know being that you’re the boss.”
Horror fills my mind. What is it that Mack could have possibly found out about me that will force Zerro to turn me away or better yet, kill me?
Moments of complete silence pass, and I swear they can hear my heart beating out of my chest. A moment later, Zerro speaks through clenched teeth, “What did you find?” Venom is in every word that leaves his mouth.
“She’s the pig. I know it,” Mack exclaims proudly. It’s as if putting my ass on the line is worth something to him.
“No, she’s not. You’re so fucked up, Mack. I have trusted you from day one, but accusing someone of such dumb shit is just…“ Zerro stops midsentence, interrupted by Mack.
“Really? What’s fucked up is that she threw herself at me over and over again. The night I went to get her from the basement is the night that she tried to come onto me. She wanted me to have sex with her and help her escape. She thought that she could use me…” Mack lies.
My eyes grow large at his lie. He’s fucking lying to the man I love! He’s feeding Zerro lies. They’re all lies.
“That’s a lie,” I declare, walking out of the room. I don’t look at Mack whose eyes are probably boring into me; instead, I focus all my attention on Zerro, begging and pleading with him to know the truth, to believe me.
“I told you the truth. I told you what happened,” I remind him softly, coming to stand near him. I see the gun in his lap and feel like running for the door.
Mack laughs. He actually laughs. “You honestly want to believe this whore over me? Over one of your most trusted men since you came to leadership?”
“That is such a fucking lie! I can’t even stand to look you, much less want to touch you!” I throw at him. I can see the indecision on Zerro’s face and that he doesn’t know who to believe.
“It’s not a lie, and you know it,” Mack counters with such force that I can practically feel the hate in his words.
“It is, and if you were half the man you’re supposed…”
“Enough!” Zerro screams, causing me to take a step away from him. My body and mind are reeling in an attempt to find the loving man who I had been with merely hours ago.
“Go stand over there…” He gestures to me, pointing the gun at me. I scurry across the wood floor near Mack, even though it’s the last place in the world I want to be.
Zerro’s eyes observe both of us. “One of you is lying, and I’m going to fucking find out who.” His eyes are black as he swings the gun back and forth between us.
“I’ve been your right-hand man since before you became the king. You aren’t going to accuse me of lying,” Mack states.
Zerro cocks his head, an evil look crossing his face. It’s then that I know the man standing before me is nothing like the man who made love to me hours before, the man who showed compassion and shared his story with me. Instead, the man standing before me is the shell of that person. This person has no heart, no feelings, nothing can break him simply because he believes he has nothing to lose.
“Prove to me how you aren’t lying.”
“How do you want me to do that?” Mack asks, confused. I keep my mouth shut knowing if I talk out of term, my brains could very well be splattered across the wall.
“Tell me this information that you found on her,” Zerro sneers, unable to look at me or say my name. That has to mean something, right? That has to mean he feels something for me. That if he points the gun, he won’t actually pull the trigger, right?