Chapter 16
Mariyah was elated, she had made progress with Zak, he loved her, he admitted he loved her!
She sat outside having breakfast on the deck.
She felt like an idiot sitting there and grinning.
She could hear Zak and Olivia discussing an upcoming event and made sure to listen in.
"Daddy needs me to help him organize the guest list."
"Olivia I don't understand why you need to get involved, let your father decide."
"I think he just wants me to feel part of the family. Anyway it gives us a heads up who will be there."
"Fine. Add Mariyah to the list, I don't want to take her but I can't leave her here alone."
"I am not comfortable with Mariyah being a part of your life. I don't think it's appropriate." Okay now this was getting personal. Mariyah sat up straight waiting to hear what Zak would reply to that.
"Olivia, let it go."
"What is everybody going to think Zak, it’s humiliating…?"
"Everybody is going to think that your fiancé is following in your father’s footsteps by dragging along his mistress. Nobody will care."
"I will be the laughing stock if they found out."
"Nobody will find out, relax honey." Mariyah couldn't believe her ears. They were engaged? What the fuck? This was not how she expected the day to go. Zac said he loved her this morning, what game was he playing at? Why didn't he tell her that he was engaged? When did they even get engaged?
Unable to sit there and do nothing, Mariyah headed inside, she pretended that she needed to refill her coffee.
"Oh Mariyah have you heard?" Mariyah took a seat and looked up at Olivia, why was she talking to her?
Had she forgotten how close she came to hurting her yesterday?
"Zak proposed to me last night." She flaunted a huge diamond ring.
Mariyah felt her heart sink. She went numb.
He was punishing her, he wasn't through punishing her yet.
This was all about getting Mariyah back…
Zak was playing hardball. "Are you going to congratulate us?
" Olivia was visibly gloating right now.
Zak was talking acting like nothing had transpired between them this morning.
"Congratulations, you two deserve each other.
" Mariyah was about to have heart failure.
The hurt she felt this instance… She drew in a deep breath before leaving them alone.
There would be no way she would stay here if they were getting married!
How dare he say he loved her knowing he had proposed to Olivia?
***
It was sickening to watch Olivia and Zak, they seemed so happy.
Zak would keep a watchful eye on Mariyah, he never really stopped watching her, it was extremely unsettling to say the least. Made no sense, no matter how many ways she thought about it, she couldn't understand why he would stoop so low to hurt her this way.
Was he seriously still not over how she left him?
What the fuck was Mariyah supposed to do now?
She would make his life a living hell until he got rid of her.
She would flirt with every guy she came across and make him rue the day he fucked with her.
Just wait Zak Michaels, your life is about to be turned upside down!
To make matters worse, Zak informed her that she was to attend the party at Olivia's father's house.
This was the perfect opportunity to fuck with them.
He wanted to play with her heart, that was fine, she would fuck his heart up completely.
She was a woman scorned and god him help he was the cause of her pain.
By the evening Mariyah decided she would rather swim than join them for dinner.
Walking in her bikini she went out and jumped straight into the pool.
She took her time and enjoyed the cold water on her body for a while before she got over it.
"Mariyah come and eat your dinner." Zak called out to her as she dried herself.
"I'm good thanks."
"That's nice, now come here." Mariyah looked at his dark eyes hating him so much.
"I want to shower."
"Yeah well you should have thought about that before you jumped in. You know the time dinner is."
"I'm not hungry."
"Sit the fuck down baby.” She rolled her eyes and sat down knowing it could go either way with Zak. Dressed in only a skimpy bikini Mariyah felt stupid sitting there at the table.
"Is this really necessary?" She asked hating how he was putting her on show.
"Eat your dinner. I expect you to be at all meals."
"Yes Sir!" She saluted him bitchily. Zak gave her a warning look. She ate her food all the while staring at him with a are you satisfied look.
"Zak tomorrow night, have you informed her of etiquette?" Olivia the scrubber was talking about her like she was beneath her… Okay bitch…
"Fuck you how's that for etiquette?" Mariyah was through listening to her insults.
"Mariyah!" Zak yelled out. Mariyah was done, she stood up and glared at the son of a bitch.
"And fuck you too…" She didn’t get a chance to add you fucker because he was on her in a second and slapped her on her across her mouth hard with the back of his hand.
"What did you say to me?” He asked waiting for her to reply.
"Zak the party is tomorrow night, you don't want to have any attention drawn to her." Olivia was trying to stop him from damaging her purely because of people… It didn’t matter, Zak wasn't listening.
"Answer Mariyah, what did you say to me?"
"I said fuck you…." Maybe should not have said that but her hurt was real. Zak gave her a smile before he wrapped his hand around her neck squeezing her hard. Mariyah winced from the pain, he was a fucking monster!
"Tell me again what you said to me." Mariyah wasn't about to say it again.
She was about to black out. "SAY IT!" She jumped when he yelled that out. She shook her head unable to get any words out, she was going to literally pass out if he didn’t ease his hold on her neck.
Zak moved closer to her grabbing her hair now after releasing her neck.
She was gasping for air now. "If you ever disrespect me again you will live to regret it.
Do you register?" Tears streaking her face she nodded her head pathetically.
He abruptly let her go and she staggered backwards.
Humiliated was an understatement, Mariyah didn’t wait around, she left to the room to cry herself stupid.
Mariyah didn't care what she promised this fucking lunatic she was going to find a way to escape. What was his angle? Fuck him! Fuck him! Oh and fuck her too. They suited each other. A fucking ex con and money whore.
***
What to wear to the party? She wouldn't get ready till absolutely the last minute.
All through breakfast and lunch Mariyah was being lectured how to act and what to say.
Apparently she was Zak's niece coming to stay with them.
That suited her fine. She was to be well behaved and not draw any attention to herself.
Yeah right, she was going to fucking go wild tonight, no matter what the repercussions were, Mariyah was going to make Zak hate the minute he laid eyes on her.
She skimmed through her closet deciding on what to wear when Zak entered her room without knocking. He was dressed in a designer grey suit looking drop dead gorgeous. Mariyah turned away from him not wanting to look at those dark eyes. "Why aren't you ready?"
"Lost track of time." She shrugged her shoulders and came to walk away only to be grabbed by her arm before turning her around to face him.
"You thinking of doing something stupid tonight? You better think again. This is party is a big deal, I'd watch myself if I were you."
"It's a big deal to you... Not me." She said making sure to look into his eyes. He tightened his grip on her arm, ouch man! She was surely going to bruise.
"Your mouth needs a fucking filter. Get dressed we're waiting." Mariyah nudged her arm away from him before she responded.
"If you leave maybe I can get dressed." She retorted childishly. He looked her up and down before nodding his head. It was as though he was working something out in his head. “You have ten minutes.” That said he left the room..
She wore a simple black playsuit. Extremely sexy and showed just enough cleavage. The highest heels she owned and a lot of makeup. She even left her hair down. Yeah she was going to show them all!
"Mariyah now!" She heard Zak call out from outside the door. He sounded so exasperated.
"I'm coming." Mariyah waited until she heard the front door before she hurried outside to the car… Eric was there and did a double take when she noticed her.
"They're waiting for you in the limo…" Here goes nothing!
Sitting inside the limousine Mariyah looked at Zak who was on the phone, she didn’t know what to think when he looked at her darkly, he did not take his eyes off her for a second.
Olivia who looked immaculate as always wore her shiny black hair down, it was dead straight and looked flawless.
She wore a mini leather red dress that stuck to her body.
Her eyes almost popped out of their sockets when she looked at Mariyah.
The limo took off and Zak had finished his from his call, "What the fuck are you wearing? " He aimed the question at her.
"Clothes." She replied tartly. Zak wanted to smack her again, she felt it. Still it was nice to get under his skin and there was nothing he could do about it.
"You look like a fucking tramp." Nice!
"Oh that's rich coming from somebody whose fiancé's ass is hanging out of her dress."
"Zak don't worry about it, she's obviously trying to get you riled up. Deal with her after the party." Olivia didn’t like it that the attention was on her… Poor Livi…
"Keep going Mariyah, you just keep doing whatever you want baby."
“I will.” She replied rolling her eyes at the fucker. The fucker who was engaged!
"What is your problem?" Olivia said looking like she wanted to throttle her.