Chapter 2 #3
"When I fucking ask you a question I expect the fucking truth! I don't have time for people who piss me off. When I asked you where you worked, how should you have answered?"
"I shouldn't have held back... I'm sorry, it won't happen again." Really starting to panic Mariyah was trying very hard to amend her stupid mistake.
"Listen carefully Mariyah, I think you have a beautiful face, your eyes are spectacular, you have these adorable freckles on your face, it would be a shame if I decided to rearrange such a beautiful work of art... Wouldn't you agree?" Mariyah dumbly nodded her head.
"I'm sorry..." Thankfully he nodded his head, he seemed to accept her apology.
"Now what to do with you? You look way to professional for me to disrupt your appearance. What can we do to pass the time?"
"I don't understand? I thought you wanted to ..." She couldn't bring herself to say 'have sex’.
"You think too much. Let's talk." Mariyah once again was confused by his behavior.
"Do you sleep with other woman, here in this room?" The words came out of her mouth before she could stop them. Why did she care anyway?
"Would it bother you if I did?" She shrugged her shoulders.
"I'm not sure, it would bother me because you keep telling me I need to be here every Saturday but if you’re getting what you need by others I don't understand why you need me to keep returning.
So yes, I guess it would bother me." To her absolute surprise he laughed.
She didn't understand the first thing about his sense of humor.
"Let's say I'm fucking other girls in here, maybe I need more than a few fucks a week and I like to keep altering between girls."
"Fair enough but if I keep coming to see you and you don't want to do anything with me, I don't understand the point. It seems too much trouble for you just to hang out with me."
"Mariyah, if I tell you to stop coming to see me, would that make you happy?" Mariyah had no clue how to answer that one. She was a little afraid to piss him off. She could still feel the sting of his slap.
"I don't know how to answer that." She looked down.
"Answer me truthfully, you won't get into trouble for your honesty."
"I was honest with you last week when you struck me." What the hell Mariyah, shut up
"I struck you because you chose something else over me, I don't work that way, in your world for now I come first, best you come to terms with that. Now answer the question."
"I think I will be very confused, maybe if you gave me a reason why you didn't want to see me anymore. I would probably not be too happy because I'll forever be worrying about Caleb and you hurting him. That's the truth." Mariyah bit her lip.
"Let's say I promise you I'll not let any harm come to Caleb, would that make you happy? If I said to you that I had other women coming here to do as I want... And that I no longer needed you, tell me would that make you happy?"
"Zak, I want you to let me go, there is no doubt in my mind that I would be better off away from you and this place altogether.
But, I don't know how exactly I would feel about it, I can honestly say to that I'm so confused about everything with you that nothing in this world is making sense to me anymore.
I would however ask you that if you are seeing other women and engaging in sexual activities that you please release me from our pact.
I don't like the idea of sharing partners. " Zak laughed again.
"So you’re telling me that you’re not fucking anybody else because I fucked you a few times? That sounds very odd." Suddenly feeling hurt by his insensitivity Mariyah lashed out but in a calm manner.
"You’re right, it sounds a little pathetic, I guess I should agree to go on dates. I mean this here is only temporarily anyway." Zak nodded his head slowly.
"I'll fucking break every bone in your body if another fucker touches what’s mine.
.. You hear me? Then when I'm through with you I'll start on your brother.
In fact I think I'll have Caleb brought in here just to teach you a lesson.
Ironic isn't it? The uneducated convict will teach the teacher a lesson. "
Mariyah felt her face drain of color. She had hit a nerve with him and he was a scary man to cross. Mariyah’s hands started to shiver, she tried to hide it but it was too obvious to conceal.
"No, I didn't mean it, I was... I don't know why I said that, it's not true." He was staring her down.
"Understand this Mariyah, I don't do jealousy well, I find it so much easier to eliminate the competition, it works better in my favor. Be careful baby, if you’re looking for trouble be prepared for it, you surely are bound to find it with me." Mariyah was struggling hard not to cry
"I'm sorry, I say and do stupid things sometimes. I'm sorry."
Zak stood and moved to the door, they had only been in for only twenty minutes, he banged on the door and the guard entered.
"You ready boss?"
"Next Saturday Mariyah and I don't want any shit on your face." She stood there dumbly nodding her head. Mariyah was grateful he let her go early.
"Thank you." She said to his back, she watched him stiffened before he left. Another eventful visit with Mr Michaels. Another week without any sex...