Chapter 1 #2
"Just a visit." Nodding her head she agreed. Not that she really had much of a choice. "Randall, make sure she don't get frisked heavy when she comes back. Tell the other fuckers to lay off."
"Sure thing boss." What the hell was this system? An inmate telling the prison guard what to do.
"If there is nothing else, may I please go?" He looked at her, he gave her a drop dead gorgeous smile. If he wasn't the scariest person she had ever come across she would have melted.
"Go." Not waiting for him to change his mind, Mariyah hurried back to the guards standing at the exit to be allowed out.
Once she was outside, she inhaled and exhaled deeply.
She should have listened to Caleb and not come at all.
Now she had to play along with this Zak Michaels in order to protect Caleb.
Thank God he was in prison, otherwise she could only imagine what he would do to her.
How the hell was she going to pull this off and what the hell could he possibly want to talk to her about? How strange was it to visit a stranger? Only time would tell what he wanted, maybe he really was lonely and wanted some company, it was a long shot but what else could it be?
Mariyah had a sickening feeling, Saturday was upon them and she was dreading her upcoming visit with Zak Michaels.
She had spoken to Caleb during the week and apparently this week had been the best week so far, he told her that maybe the year wouldn't be as bad as he had earlier anticipated.
He said that everybody had backed away from him and he wasn't being hassled anymore and that he was even able to call without inmates forcing him to the back of the line like they usually did.
He had no clue why things had improved almost overnight but whatever the reason Caleb didn't want to tempt fate so he was grateful and would continue to keep a low profile.
Mariyah didn't have the heart the tell him about her run in with Zak, if that's what it took to make his stay more bearable, then she would sacrifice for a year and meet up with Zak, she would discuss anything he wanted, whatever it took she would do.
Caleb deserved her help, it was the least she could do.
Opting to wear a simple summer dress which came just above her knees, it had spaghetti straps, the top part of the dress was a straight cut above her breast, it showed no cleavage at all and was a pretty tame outfit, perfect for her prison visit.
She made no effort at all to look nice. No makeup and her hair was plaited to keep it off her face.
Nothing at all draw attention. Oh how the times had changed…
Once upon a time Mariyah would have done anything to get all the attention in the world…
Now… Well now she wanted to be downright invisible.
No use delaying the inevitable, it had to be done, so off she went to meet up with a convict who she knew absolutely nothing about except the fact that he could make her brother’s life a living hell in prison if she didn't do as he asked.
Mariyah could hit herself for going to visit Caleb.
She should have listened to him. A little too late for should of Mariyah, just get it over and done with. ..
Once at NorthMead Correction Faculty, Mariyah was a starting to get nervous, what could she possibly talk to Zak about? She would do whatever she needed to get through with it, just get in Mariyah and be done with it.
"State the name of the prisoner." The guard asked her coldly.
"Um Zak Michaels." He looked up at her and raised an eyebrow.
"Sign here and here." Mariyah did as she was asked, the guard led her inside to get scanned.
"Okay this way." Once inside Mariyah started to feel uneasy about this whole agreement.
She moved along following the guard. Mariyah remembered protocol but the guard directed her a different way.
"Um excuse me, I'm here for a visit, I don't understand where we're going." The officer turned around looking at her oddly.
"You did say Zak Michaels?" Mariyah nodded her reply.
"Then this way." The office continued on and led her to a completely different part of the building and out some doors, then outside and through another gate to a free standing building.
The guard entered the code and the door beeped open.
"You have an hour." Mariyah walked in looking at the guard very confused, this was not how she visited Caleb last week.
The guard quickly closed the door and re-entered the code obviously locking Mariyah in.
Looking at the almost empty room she began to panic, the walls were padded and in the corner of the room was a bed along with a couple of chairs and a table. That was it… One bed, a table and two chairs.
Suddenly Mariyah felt like she had just been hit across her head, this was one of those visits where married couples were allowed to get intimate once a month or something along those lines.
She needed to get out and fast, Zak led her to believe that it would just be a normal visit of sorts!
Oh hell, the door beeped again and who else walked but Zak Michaels himself…
He was wearing a white singlet and orange overalls that were rolled down to his waste, he was not chained at all.
Mariyah looked at the guard to tell him she didn't want to be here that there was some kind of mistake.
"Okay boss, you have an hour." The guard said to Zak before leaving.
"Um excuse me, I don't think I'm in the right place, this was supposed to be..."
"Go." Zak spoke to the guard who didn't waste time doing as he was told. Mariyah tried to hurry to the door but Zak quickly grabbed her arm and although the guard witnessed her discomfort did nothing at all to help her out. Once the door was closed Mariyah hurried away from him.
"You lied to me, you said a visit." She was trying so hard not to cry. "I came here thinking we were going to talk." Zak laughed at her.
"I said I had special visitation rights, you assumed what you thought I meant. Why the hell would I want to talk to you?" Mariyah was in state of shock.
"I will not do this, I'm sorry but this is wrong on so many levels." She backed away until she came in contact to the padded wall.
"You really think you have a choice?" He started walking toward her menacingly, her heart dropped now, he was going to rape her.
"I'll scream." She dumbly threatened but when he reached her putting a hand either side of her head Mariyah almost stopped breathing.
"Be my guest, nobody will hear you, it's completely soundproof, scream all you want." Zak moved his head toward her and smelt her neck.
"Please don't do this, please..." Mariyah’s heart was pounding, he was so close to her, she closed her eyes hoping he would go away. She prayed that this was all just a dream… Or in her case a nightmare.
"Oh sweetheart, leave the begging for later… You smell great, all woman. " The moment he started to feel her body, running his hands down her body until he reached her ass and grabbed it hard she cried knowing she was totally helpless.
"Please..." She was openly crying, her tears running down her face. "Please don't." Mariyah moved her head away turning it to the side avoiding his mouth.
"Do you want to see me mad? I can be very scary." Zak grabbed her jaw in his hand and squeezed hard. He looked deeply into her eyes. His dark unforgiving eyes boring into hers. “I mean, I can show your brother what happens when I get mad… Would you like me to show you what happens?”
"No I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I will do whatever you want, please just take it easy. I haven't done this in a while…" This was humiliating. She prayed with every fiber in her body that he just let her go.
"Kiss me." She wanted to die… Not really understanding any of this, she kissed his mouth making sure to keep her lips pressed together.
Zak did not look impressed when she pulled away.
He tilted his sexy head at her before he grabbed her face hard.
“You think this is a fucking game?” Oh god… Oh god…
"No no, I swear I'm not playing... I'm scared." She noticed a tic in his jaw before he slammed his mouth onto hers hurting her, bruising her, she tried not to be repulsed by his kiss. He was brutal, and seemed to love the fact he was hurting her. His eyes so dark when he pulled away.
"Let's try that again." Mariyah was bracing herself for his brutal onslaught again, only this time he kissed her gently, softly almost lovingly, Mariyah relaxed into the kiss.
Zak was actually a really good kisser, she allowed herself to be drifted into another reality, one where she wasn't forced to kiss him but where they were lovers and if felt magnificent to be in his embrace.
This time when Zak pulled away he raised an eyebrow "See Mariyah, this can be as easy or as difficult as you want it to be, so tell me how would you like me to be with you, rough or gentle?
" Mariyah didn't want to answer but he was obviously wanting a response because he kept staring at her, his dark intense eyes piercing into hers.
"Gentle…" She whispered hating this game.
"Oh now, Where's the fun in that?" Shocked at his reply, her eyes widen, she was petrified.
Zak smiled again, that heart stopping smile, yet she wouldn't be taken by it, he was going to hurt her, she wasn't a complete moron that she didn’t know this, she understood exactly what he wanted to do with her.
“Okay…” What else could she say.
“Okay? As in I can do whatever I want to do to you?” Oh my god.
“Yes…” Nothing more to it really. She wasn’t going to give this animal a chance to fuck her up or worse fuck her brother up.