6 days

Sector 8

Zuri POV:

Stirring in my sleep ,sunlight hits my eye's making me flutter them open. Waking up I turn my back towards the sun 

"Shit...you startled me" I say grabbing the sheets tightly and slowly loosening them as I realized who it was

"Tablets and water bottle is next to you" Mark says staring at me whilst he sits in a chair in the dimly lit corner. Turning to the bedside table I take the tablets putting them in my mouth and I open the bottle chugging the water . I did all this keeping eye contact with him as he stares at me intensely as if I'm his next prey

"What am I doing here" I break the silence and he chuckles. The sound making me clench my thighs together. There's something cynical and dangerous about that chuckle

"Zuri I love you but trust me when I say I'm restraining everything in me to not kill you" he says with a clenched jaw as his balls his hand into a fist

"Lucky for me" I sarcastically say getting up. Going towards the door he watches my every move . I try to open the door but it won't open turning to him I chuckle like a crazy person

"Oh wow so now your locking me in here "

"It's for your own good" he states and I walk up to him caging him in his chair

"Listen here blue eye's don't even think for a second that I'll forgive you cause I fucking won't" I bark out and he looks up at me grinning. He leans back into his chair undressing me with those sinful eye's

"Are you done" he says raising an eyebrow at me . He pushes me onto the bed and I fall landing on my back . He quickly hovers over me , his knee extremely close to my pussy. Trying to move back he pins me down with his body

"Oh princess where did it all go wrong" he whispers in my ear . Turning away from him I look at his wrist which still has the handcuff burn . Smirking I look back up at him

"Did you like my present ....Markie" I taunt him using Mahdia's nickname for him

"Fuck you Zuri"he growls at me

"Was that a moan cause I mean last time you kept saying that " I mock him and he clenches his jaw probably stopping himself from doing or saying anything to make the situation worse

"Your fucking unbelievable" he scoffs

"Oh I'm very believable if I told you right now that I'm stockbroker you would believe me why ? Because I studied psychology Mr Andrade I mind fuck that's what I do" I glare at him matching his exact facial expressions

"Out there you could be the famous or infamous bloodhound but with me your an asshole who has unfinished business with his late parents leading him to act all impulsive and macho but Mark I want you to understand that I see passed that barrier you made.... I see you . Your still a weak little boy with deep traumatic mommy issues" I spat at him . His harsh gaze slowly softens and he gets off of me . He glances at me for one last time and he unlocks the door his back still turned to me he sighs

"I made you breakfast it's on the kitchen counter . If you turn left and go down the hall you'll find your way" he says in a cold tone . He exits the room slamming the door behind him

I refuse to feel bad he hurt me too. I start to feel a pain at the back of my head . Tracing my hand over the bruise its been stitched and bandaged . Sighing I exit the room and I go into the kitchen . Handsome men wearing suits or just sweat pants and tank tops walk past me. I quickly grab what I need and I run but I bump into someone dropping my plate of food

"Fuck I'm so sorry" I whisper awkwardly picking up the food . He picks my chin up to look at him and he smirks

"Pretty girls shouldn't be cleaning up after themselves they have men for that....let me" as I get up he crotches down picking up the food and places it in the kitchen counter . I awkwardly stand gawking at this handsome man