The next morning, Michelle woke up.
She realized there was a note on her bedside table, but she decided she should do her morning stuff first.
She went to the bathroom.
After her morning routine, Michelle began to read the note.
She brought a kitchen knife with her, just in case.
She found the other note in the back seat of her car.
"Bring the key you find in the box on the third shelf to the attic."
Just as she slammed the door of her car, Galen appeared.
Give me the fucking key."
He was pulling on her dick.
Michelle said, pointing a knife at him.
Galen threw the knife out of Michelle's grasp.
He pinned her to the wall, holding her by the neck.
Michelle looked at Galen straight in the eyes.
Michelle gasped, noticing Galen's dagger in his hand.
Galen pressed it to her neck.
"Then don't screw this up.
Give me the fucking key."
Michelle responded by showing her knee in Galen's groin.
He gasped but recovered quickly.
I swear, if you don't hurry and give me that damn key, I will hurt you.
I don't care if you're my brother's wife."
He looked at her with such rage and disgust.
"You will never understand what happened to me!
You Balency's all think and believe I'm just a fucking monster because of Isabelle!"
Ice blue veins were showing on his skin.
"You are the fools that keep needing us."
Michelle pleaded, begging him not to hurt her.
Galen said, his hands clenching the dagger harder.
He took a deep breath, closed his eyes for a moment, and in one swift motion, he swung at her, giving her a big scar across her chest.
Michelle screamed as she felt the dagger slice through her.
She wanted to scream again, but a sharp pain started to move up and down her body.
She felt like she was on fire.
Her legs began to feel weak, and she fell to the floor.
She couldn't see properly, the pain was already too much.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Galen was still on his knees.
Nevan and him came since brothers needed to talk.
"You should've known what you were getting yourself in."
Zion said with a tone of disgust in his voice.
"We we're supposed to get information from her, Galen.
I should’ve done this myself."
"What she thought was a perfectly good argument was in my perspective just a fucking excuse coming from her again."
Zion said in a sarcastic whisper.
Galen groaned in annoyance as he stood up.
"I was doing that for your own good."
He charged at Zion with a punch that landed on his cheek.
It was like something was controlling him.
Galen could only feel hatred in his body, telling him it wasn't going to stop if Zion was still in the room.
Only seconds passed and Galen was starting to feel dizzy, but not calm.
He never lost control in the army.
And he slowly tilted his head down to see the glare of Zion's black eyes.
His fear vanished when his fingers fell on his chin.
Galen was cut off by turning his head and seeing a sight of Nevan.
Galen threw his body against Zion's.
Zion stopped as the force of impact almost knocked him against a wall.
But he stood back and stared at Galen's eyes.
Zion pulled his body together.
He punched Zion right in the gut.
Galen kicked him as hard as he could in the stomach, knocking him to the floor.
He slowly got up and smirked at Galen.
He knew he had to get out of the room.
He quickly made his way for the door as Zion followed him.
Zion was breathing heavily.
He went to punch Galen, but Galen ducked and slammed his fist right in his face.
Zion slumped over Galen, recovering as he started to spit.
I have waited so long to give you a good fucking beating."
He couldn't stay there any longer.
Nevan dragged him in the other room.
When he gained enough strength to move, Nevan picked him up by the neck and slammed him against the wall as if he were a rag doll.
"This will be the last time you come in this room with your hands covered in her blood.
Galen just looked at him.
He wasn't concerned about what Nevan said.
But he nodded anyway to avoid more trouble.
The two of them returned to the room.
He texted Nevan so he knew he would return once he is done.
Zion was a convicted criminal.
It wasn't unusual for him to stalk.
He came to the Balency's house.
There were six girls at the table.
Marceline and Teressa Mikallen.
Isabelle, Mary and Belle Balency.
Three of them were talking about what happened on the news, and the other two were doing their makeup.
But one stood in between.
She was doing her cousin's makeup and talking about him.
One of the windows was opened.
He overheard one of the things she said.
"I think it's hilarious how...
Teressa, turn your head around, I can't do your eyeliner.
It's hilarious how, one second, I am scared of a criminal, and the other second, I want to impregnate him."
The laugh was heard again.
The girl turned her head around and saw him.
She turned her head back.
He is strong and will control anything he wants and has a lot on his criminal record to prove it.
I'm glad I was not too involved with him."
"Veronica, hand me my mascara."
He knew that Belle would be free tomorrow.
She won't come with them to the concert.
One of her favourite YouTubers will have a livestream and will promote her book.
He ran to the backyard quickly.
His brothers were at the table waiting for him with glasses of whiskey.
"I won't be free tomorrow."
She was alone in her room.
She ate a kebab in front of the laptop.
Her parents watched the TV.
She was worried about her cousins talking about her behind her back and how she was a freak because she barely went out, and when she did, it was the same place.
Caffè Mint, where Aryan brothers usually go.
It was a gang almost against the one Nevan was in
Or they see her as a whore cuz her nudes got leaked.
Not to mention her one-night stands.
Why does she feel somebody watching her?
She saw this person staring at her.
Why does he look familiar?
She was staring at him in her pyjamas.
Her mom knocked on the door, and he almost as if vanished.
Fuck, too much weed again.
Can you bring my phone, please?
I forgot it in the dining room.
You can take your charger back."
It's just her imagination.
Probably due to the lack of sleep.
She couldn't seem to get her mind right.
She thought of Zion and how she hasn’t seen him in the street for a long time.
The worst part was that she could see him.
She didn't know what to do.
She got her laptop and put on her music.
He was probably just in her mind too much.
She almost drifted off to sleep while still listening to the video on her laptop.
But his cold finger dragged themselves, lining out her spine.
She closed her laptop, put it on the ground, and stared at him.
He grabbed her by the waist, bringing her closer to him, and whispered:
"Guess who will be the one having fun tonight, doll."
She tried to get up, but she couldn't move.
"I'm not going to do bad as long as you obey me."
He said before kissing her neck and pulling her closer to him.
This woke up her parents.
Her mother was worried about Belle and went to her room, while her father was grabbing the flashlight.
They didn't hear what she screamed because they were too far away but she seemed scared.
Her father went in her room first while her mother followed him.
It seemed like she was trying to convince herself, not her parents.
Her mother said, cupping her head.
"You should go to the kitchen and make me and you some tea.
I have to make sure you take care of yourself.
Your dad is in your room with the flashlight, doing some investigations.
Did we leave the backdoor open?"
Thanks for worrying about me."
Belle said, shaking her head and standing up, going towards her room.
She looked at her parents with worry.
"You could have called us.
It was not our intention to scare you by bursting into your room like that."
"Are you sure you're ok?"
She said, closing the door to her room.
Zion grabbed her by the waist and covered her mouth with his hand.
"That was rude of you, Belle."
She tried to move out of his grip.
"Calm down or I'll make you."
"I'm not letting you go."
He said, sitting her on the bed.
He kissed her and then pushed her shirt up by the collar.
She put her ankles under her blanket, hiding the scars she made on herself because of that one night she thought of Nevan while drinking.
He leaned down to kiss her neck.
She went off and put her head on his chest.
He continued to kiss her neck.
She was getting used to his kisses, and soon enough, she started returning them.
He muttered, and then he took her wrist in his hand.
She locked the door and sat on her bed while he sat at her feet.
She looked at him nervously.
"Do you like the way I touch you?"
He said, smiling at her with half lidded eyes.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and he threw her on the bed with him.
He pinned her body under him and began trailing his lips across her neck.
When he reached her collar bone, his tongue flicked over it and then down her chest until it reached her nipples.
"Touch me while I don't have your arms pinned."
"What if I don't like what you're doing?"
But if you want me to stop, I will."
He said with a smirk on his face.
He threw her pants on the floor.
The type of pain you crave."
He placed his lips on her breasts.
He kept sucking her nipples.
His hands were everywhere.
He kept teasing her with his fingers and tongue.
Her whole body was shaking.
She couldn't control her moans from slipping through her lips.
Slowly, they began exploring her inside.
She was unable to hold on.
Her walls shook uncontrollably and she started crying and moaning more.
"See how sweet you are, darling?"
"Did you really think I couldn't do this?
That I'm not worthy of you like Nevan is?
You thought I forgot you were in my life.
He asked, looking down at her.
She bit her lip and whimpered.
No one will make you feel this way."
He said, pulling her panties down, then he slid himself between her legs.
He positioned himself at her entrance.
She let the darkness consume her.
She didn't care where it took her.
She didn't scream or plead, or cry, or beg.
She gave herself completely to Zion.
He said, caressing her cheek with his thumb and wiping a tear away from her eye.
"You've done so well, baby.
Her hands were still trembling as she was crying.
She wanted to moan loudly but she would rather not wake up her parents.
She gasped when her back hit the mattress.
You like how that feels?"
She was afraid she will wake her parents.
He pulled his head away from her
She looked at him with a small nod.
She slowly opened her eyes.
I want to see your beautiful eyes when I claim you."
He bent forward and kissed her gently.
She tried to fight against his lips.
She lost, giving him more power in this kiss.
He was taking advantage of her surrender as his tongue slipped in her mouth.
He kept moving inside of her, never reaching a deep enough part to fullfill his primal needs.
Her moan woke her parents.
Her mother shouted from their room.
"Everything alright in there, Belle?"
I just hit my arm on the closet."
Zion is still inside of her.
He is moving rhythmically against her.
She felt something else in her.
It made her feel more pleasure.
He said, pushing his cock deeper.
"I love hearing you talk, Belle."
You said how you wanted more.
And it's only going to get worse."
"Next time they interrupt us, tell them you are mine.
And you are busy letting me fuck you out."
Zion grunted when she pushed him as deep inside her as she possibly could.
He is thrusting in and out of her.
He started rubbing his hips against hers, bucking them up underneath him.
Zion lifted her leg onto his shoulders.
She begged, squeezing her eyes shut and throwing her head back on the pillow.
Zion kept moving his hips against her until she came.
She moaned his name, feeling full, as she rode her orgasm.
Zion growled as he came inside of her.
They laid there for a couple of seconds, breathing heavily.
Zion grabbed her hand and placed it back on his waist, where he held on tight as they both fell asleep.
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