Page 22 of Merciless Obsession

My hand moved down and traced the smooth silk then moved to the curve of her heavy, full size breasts. Her body quivered.

“I didn’t tell you that you could touch me!”

I squeezed her nipple between my pointer and middle fingers. “You didn’t tell me I couldn’t either. Just tell me to stop Bumblebee and I will.” Leaning down, I stuck my tongue out and ran it over her budding nipple.

Pulling back, I smiled. Lust and rebellion swirled around in her eyes.

“I’m going to forgive you for stabbing me, Bumblebee, because I captured some exquisite images for my collection.”

“Your collection? What do you mean?” She gasped when I sucked on her bud.

This time pulling up and standing straight, I ran my eyes down her frame. “That is for me to know and for you to find out at another time. Tomorrow after I get home from court, we’ll be going back to your house and my brothers are going to meet us there.”

“Why?”

“I thought you wanted to go home. If you want to stay, then?—”

Her mouth turned upside down. “I mean why do they need to come?”

“Not sure.” I shrugged.

Nazai had texted me and let me know he wanted to talk to Ziora again, this time at her house. I guessed he wanted to see what she had on her computer.

Reaching down to her ankles, I grabbed the bow and pulled it loose, freeing one of her legs.

“Don’t make things more difficult than they need to be. If you comply then everything will go smooth.”

“Is that a threat?”

I moved to the other leg to release it. “Of course not. One fun fact about me, Bumblebee.” I grabbed the bow and stared her in the eyes so she understood me clearly. “When I say something, never think of it as a threat, but more so a promise.” I winked at her and freed her other leg.

CHAPTER 8

ZIORA

Iunderestimated Ezra and moved too quickly. When I stabbed him, I had a feeling he wouldn’t let me go so easily but I still had to try. My whole life I’d lived in fight or flight due to my upbringing. I never was the one to lay down and take anything and I didn’t plan on starting now.

I was thirteen when I started getting into computers. Every day after school I would go to the public library and get books on coding, computer software, programming… you name it. I started experimenting with hacking at fourteen, and by the time I was sixteen, I could easily hack into records, bank accounts, my teacher’s computers, and more. With my home life not being the greatest, I used to take jobs from students at school who needed grades changed or test answers, whatever they needed to get cash in my hand. The plan was to save up enough to get me and my sister out of the situation we were in.

When she was killed, instead of giving up, I worked harder. I startedShadows of Silver Stone, I hacked surveillance cameras in the area, street cams, it was the first time I attempted the police database too. My dad got over her death quickly, my mom mentally tapped out and became even more useless. All that made me want to fight harder.

I was sure Ezra thought I would bend to his will but he was wrong.

Waking up tied to the bedagaincaused confusing feelings in me. On one hand, it pissed me off that he had drugged me and stood over me as if he was some God. I didn’t like feeling powerless. On the other hand, the way he stared at me caused the hairs on my body to rise, my scalp to tingle, and goosebumps to cover my arms. He stared at me in ways no one ever had. It was so attentive, like he saw no one in the world but me.

Sighing, I closed the book I had open and rested it on my lap. My eyes scanned the four walls that had become my home for the past three weeks. I was going stir crazy in here. Most of the time I isolated myself anyway, so being alone wasn’t the problem, but not having my devices was starting to get to me. I was a tech girl. I enjoyed staring at my computer screens more than interacting with people face to face.

The door opened, causing my head to snap up. Ezra stepped in the room, dressed in a three-piece suit that looked tailored to his athletic, tall frame. His goatee was freshly cut; he had a small patch of hair under his bottom lip that connected to the hair on his chin.

“Good news, Bumblebee!” He smiled.

Quickly I learned that Ezra’s smile couldn’t be trusted. Yes it came off as charming, friendly, and it caused him to look more handsome than it should, but it was deceiving. His eyes always held a mischievous gleam. Lawyers were known to be shifty in the first place, but Ezra seemed to be more of a personality flaw than a way to dominate the courtroom.

When I didn’t reply, he continued. “Get dressed and meet me downstairs. We’re going to your house.”

That caused me to perk up. It had been almost a month since I’d seen the inside of my house. Once I was there, I had no plans of coming back here.

“I knew that would make you smile.” The smile I didn’t realize formed on my face dropped and I glared at him, making him chuckle.