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The immense pain in my chest and my banging headache was what woke me up. I yawned and slowly opened my eyes, squinting as the bright sun immediately invaded my blurred eyesight. I tried to move for a second so I could get into a more comfortable position, but I heard an annoyed grunt come from Zhayne. I know what that meant.

I leaned my head back down on the pillow, trying my best to ignore the discomfort I felt not only in my head and chest, but my bottom half as well. I had fallen asleep on my left side, in order to avoid pressure on the right side of my chest. My right leg was scrunched up and turned over, causing my bottom to face up, while my left leg was straight. Normally this position wouldn't be a problem for me, but Zhayne had made himself comfortable with his head laying on one of my butt cheeks, while his large hand rested on my other. His head wasn't exactly small, either. So I kind of felt my bottom half going numb. I sighed.

Suddenly I felt another spark of pain in my chest, reminding me of my injury and breaking me out of my thoughts immediately. I look down at my bandage, looking to see if I'd bled through or not. I did, but it wasn't as bad as I thought it'd be. Zhayne had cleaned the wound once again before we went to bed last night and made sure to wrap me up with extra protection, which I was sort of grateful for. I didn't want to lose too much blood.

I placed my hand onto the gauze, lightly grazing the small blood stain that seeped through the material overnight. I felt my heart sink in my chest as the blood very vaguely formed the letters Zhayne carved into me.

His mark.

Zhayne's initials are now forever engraved in my chest. He marked me as if I were some animal ready to be put up for sale. I feel like a prisoner around him already, but now that I bear his mark it just made everything worse. I can't even begin to describe the amount of despair this brought upon me. I'll never be able to move past this. I feel less than a human being.

I kept still as I blinked away tears. I had to make sure I controlled my breathing so that Zhayne wouldn't be able to tell that I'm crying. Because if he did find out I know he'd probably say something to hurt my feelings even more. And I really don't want to hear his mouth about me being dramatic when I have every right to cry. This is not fair to me in any way. I took in a silent deep breath and wiped my tears away with one hand.

"Angel."

I froze. My body automatically began to slightly tremble in petrification at the mere sound of his voice. My efforts to make it unnoticeable failed. I sat up a little and turned to look down at Zhayne who's already looking up at me. If I'm being honest I couldn't even tell he was sleep not even 30 seconds ago. His eyes were wide open, alert, aware. He didn't even look like he'd slept. If I didn't listen to him snoring not too long ago then I would have guessed he'd already been awake and just hadn't said anything.

While still looking into my eyes, he began to run his hand up and down my butt and thigh. "Angel." He murmured again, calmly. There was not an ounce of anger in his tone but it still shook me to my core. I felt my stomach twist up in knots. The way my name fell from his lips...It just...it didn't sound right. Every time he uttered it I feel as if there's some evil hidden intention behind it.

"Y-yes?" I whispered, barely able to breathe as I stared back at him. I'm currently trying my best not to look away. I want to avoid his piercing gaze but I know how much he hated when I avoided his eyes. So I forced myself to look at him.

He continued caressing my bottom as he uttered his next words. "First and foremost, how are you feeling?" He inquired, his gaze turning serious. Like he cares. He's the one who did this to me in the first place and he wants to act like he cares about how I feel? Well what the heck do you think, Zhayne?

"I-I'm okay."

He nodded his head. "Mmm." Zhayne began to draw random shapes on my skin with his finger as he spoke again. "You say you're okay, but you look like you've been crying. Make it make sense to me, Angel."

My heart sank in my chest at his words. I thought I'd been discreet about my crying. I was quiet as possible, how could he have known? I noticed that as the seconds passed that his eyes grew darker, letting me know immediately that his patience is wearing thin.

I quickly spoke up before he could. Only god knows what he would have said next if I didn't answer him soon. "My..my...chest. It hurts." I lied. Well, it wasn't a complete lie, because it does hurt. But not enough to make me cry. Zhayne only stared at me, not blinking. His facial expression was blank, unreadable.

There was a deafening silence for another 2 minutes before he replied. "I don't like being lied to." He said softly. The statement sent cold chills up and down my spine. How did he know I was lying? "But I will let it go for now, it's too early in the morning for foolishness." Zhayne said.

"I-I wasn't-"

"Don't piss me off Angel."

I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat as Zhayne got up from the bed and stood up to his full height. He raised his arms to stretch. I watched as his ginormous muscles flexed with his movements. When he was done, he rolled his shoulders and cracked his neck both ways before turning to me.

"In 5 minutes I want you to be up and ready for our bath. If you are not then we will have a problem. I have important business to take care of this morning and you still have to go to school. We don't have time to fool around, so hurry up." His eyes remained dark as he said this, letting me know this was not a game.

Zhayne turned his back to me yet again and headed for the door. I moved to get up from my spot but came to a halt when the large man suddenly stopped in the doorway without looking at me...something told me to stay put right then and there.

"Angel. If you are thinking about doing anything remotely stupid, you better think twice." Without another word he walked away, leaving me alone in the room to nearly have a heart attack.

As soon as he left I felt like a gush of fresh air just came over me. It's like whenever I'm around him I feel suffocated. I don't know if that's the best way to describe it but that's how I feel.

I forced myself to get up and spent the next few minutes gathering what I would need to get cleaned up. I wanted to ask Zhayne what he meant by 'our bath' when he said it but his command was crystal clear. I knew if I were to question him he would only get mad, so I have no choice but to comply.

I hated this. The whole being told what to do, how to do it, what not to do, etc. To me, It was a huge invasion of my privacy which is something that always has been important to me. Zhayne ruined it for me. I have a feeling that as long as I'm with him I'll never have alone time. The thought alone made me want to sob, literally. I felt my eyes watering as I thought about it.

I can't begin to put into words how I feel...maybe because what I'm feeling is beyond explanation right now. I'm thinking so many thoughts and feeling so many emotions that it's extremely hard to put together how I feel all in one. I can only point out a few amongst the many others.

The one that stood out the most is fear. I am more fearful now than I ever have been. And deep down I know that it will never go away as long as this man plays an active part in my life..

"Angel." I snapped out of my thoughts and looked up startled as I saw Zhayne in the doorway again, staring at me expectantly. In my head I thought; You'd think with a man as large as him, that you'd hear his footsteps but I heard not a thing.

"I see you're ready like I wanted you to be, come on." He motioned for me to follow him and I did, saying a silent prayer in my head for strength before trailing behind him like a lost puppy.

The morning in the house went by pretty quickly. Zhayne had made me get into the bath with him, despite me wanting to request otherwise. The only good thing about it was that Zhayne genuinely seemed to be in a hurry, so he didn't try touching me inappropriately or anything. He just washed me quickly and then proceeded to make me wash him in return as well. That, of course was an uncomfortable situation for me.

Shortly after our bath, we brushed our teeth and got dressed. Zhayne called over a maid to cook a fast breakfast for him and I to eat before we were on our way. He told her to leave as soon as she was done. I remember him saying he didn't want any of his workers in his home while I was here. Well, besides a few guards of course but that was all.

Then, we were out in a flash. I'd say it took us about an hour and a half in total to finish. Zhayne really meant it when he said he didn't have time to fool around.

When we got outside, Zhayne pulled me into one of the many expensive black SUV's that were parked in his circular driveway. He made sure I had my seatbelt on before giving the driver the okay to pull off . The man murmured a 'yes sir' and began to drive with the others following.

I glanced behind me, curious as to why Zhayne had all these people following us. He's just taking me to school and going to work, right? Why does he need this? I turned back around in my seat and locked eyes with Zhayne who'd of course, already been staring...

He continued to stare without a single change in his expression, he only blinked. And that was hardly. I sort of cringed after a few seconds. The blank stare was really starting to creep me out and make me feel uneasy. So I looked away and twiddled my fingers. "Um, Z-Zhayne?"

"Mhm." He hummed in response monotonously.

"W-who are those people following u-us and why are there so many?" I questioned him in a small voice. Zhayne let out a soft chuckle at what I asked. I furrowed my brows, feeling slightly baffled because I'm having trouble understanding what exactly is funny. I asked a genuine question.

"They are my men. They work for me and with me. I have them travel with me wherever I go, just in case I run into a...." he stopped for a moment, thinking. "An emergency, per se."

"Huh? W-what kind of emergency could you possibly get in that would m-make you need all of these people?" I asked him incredulously. That doesn't even make any sense. If Zhayne were to ever run into any problems, he looks like he would be capable of handling things on his own. Why does he need an army to follow him?

The heavily tattooed man sighed and sat back in his seat, pulling out his cellular device and began typing away. "That is for me to know and for you to find out soon. As for right now, mind your business."

I didn't say anything after that and no longer pondered on the subject. Talking to him was often like talking to a brick wall. I'm starting to hate it here more and more. I rested my chin on my hand and watched the trees pass by on the highway until we reached our destination at last.

The driver along with the many other people that traveled here with us, pulled into the schools parking lot one after the other in an orderly fashion. It was almost as if it were practiced a great amount of times until it was perfect. I'm already embarrassed at the amount of people's attention that it attracted.

I huffed lowly at all the stares being pointed my way and silently wished for my death to come upon me. Now. I feel like I can't wait anymore. I looked to Zhayne momentarily, who was still typing on his phone without even looking up. I sighed, getting out of the car. "Bye."

I began to speed walk away from the big scene as fast as I could, not wanting anyone to know I was with him. Even though it was sort of too late for that, almost everyone was focused on me at this point.

I hadn't gotten too far away though, before my arm was roughly snatched and my body collided with a rock hard chest. Knowing who it was right off the bat, I shook in fear and didn't look up to meet his eyes. I know I made him mad. The next thing he said proved me right.

"If you walk away from me again I will fuckin' kill you." Zhayne growled, tightening his grip on my arm. I hissed and whispered an apology, though I wanted to scream. Zhayne was not at all gentle with his hands. "Angel I'm not in the mood for any of your bullshit today. I will fuck you up if you pull some shit like that on me." He spat, his eyes already a completely different shade of blue.

After I said nothing, he pulled away with a scowl still on his face. While suppressing my tears I rubbed my arm, glancing down at it momentarily. A huge red mark in the shape of his hand was already imprinted on the skin. "How the hell were you going to go to school without your bag anyways? Think before you go doing some dumb shit." Zhayne said, a little more calmly before snapping his fingers.

On queue one of the guards standing by one of the seven SUV'S walked up to Zhayne and handed him my book bag, then proceeded to walk back to his previous spot without a word spoken.

When I attempted to reach out for my bag, Zhayne held it back, giving me a pointed look. I mentally sighed. What is it now? Haven't we drawn enough attention? It's like he wants to embarrass me!

"Give me a kiss before you go."

I gawked at him for a minute before it hit me. Like a ton of bricks. I felt like a hurricane had just hit me and washed over any remains of my body that was left. He...wanted me to kiss him in front of all these people? This is the exact opposite of what I want. I, first of all, don't want to kiss this man at all. But for him to want to do it in front of all these people only made it worse for me.

My anxiety skyrocketed as I realized the parking lot had fell silent, just about. I looked around, worried that Zhayne had caught the attention of the entire student body.

You better believe, he did.

I was met with my ultimate defeat as my eyes scanned over the people that were watching us. My gut wrenching humiliation worsened as I saw some whispering to one another and pointing directly at me.

My worst fear had finally come into play. Being the center of attention. Something I've always tried so hard to avoid throughout my entire life. But here I am, in the spotlight...I ducked my head in embarrassment.

"The only way I'm leaving is if you kiss me." Zhayne said and shifted so that one foot was planted on the ground flat and the other was crossed in front of it, but was balanced on the toes. When I remained unresponsive, he lifted my head and forced me to look into his bottomless pit-like eyes. "I won't be pleased if you make me wait too long."

Zhayne stood still, his hand pressed firmly under my chin as he stared into my soul. I nearly flinched at the level of intensity. But I knew I had to do it. I have no clue what he would do to me if I took too long. Plus, I can't continue to give these people a show, it's better if I get this over with.

My eyes flickered toward the crowd once more. Swallowing nervously, I stood up on my tippy toes and pressed my lips against his. As soon as they connected the evil man hummed deeply in approval into the kiss. I intended for it to be a quick peck but much to my dismay, Zhayne only pressed me harder against him and shoved his tongue down my throat. I grabbed at his shirt and tried pushing him away but it was no use, Zhayne was a lot bigger and stronger than me. I didn't stand a chance. So I had no choice but to sit there and mentally cry while Zhayne practically ate me from the inside out.

Eventually though, he pulled away. It took him way too long to do so, if I do say so myself. I took a deep breath, gasping for air as I took a step back with my hand over my mouth. Zhayne peered down at me, looking beyond amused but he didn't wear a smile.

He stuck one hand in his pocket and held my bag out to me. "I will be picking you up myself and taking you to the club when school is dismissed. I'll be waiting. If you're not outside 1 minute and 30 seconds after that bell rings, then I'm coming for you. So use your time wisely and do not fuck around."

With a heavy heart I just sighed, nodding my head. I don't have it in me to fight right now, or even say anything to make him mad. I wanted to get away from him so I don't have to look at his face. "O-okay. I will be out."

Zhayne kissed me on my forehead one time and handed my bag over to me. "Of course you will, if you don't want to be responsible for lives lost, that is." He said with a small smile. I stood frozen as I watched him hop back into the vehicle we arrived in with the rest of his men following suit. They exited the premises in an orderly fashion yet again, leaving everyone staring after the spot they used to be in when before they left.

I exhaled deeply and turned on my heel to walk away still astonished, scared, and embarrassed. As I made a beeline toward the entrance of the school building, I tried my best to ignore the countless stares and comments being thrown my way. People that have never even glanced at me were looking too. This meant things will never be the same here again.

I will not be able to walk the hallways in peace, eat my lunch, or sit in class without some sort of discomfort. Zhayne not only managed to ruin my life in general, but he's also successfully ruined the one place I would go to depart from him.

Hell isn't even a word to describe this man so far and I don't even know him.

The day went on, not as normal as I would hope for it to be. More attention was on me than usual. I tried my hardest to avoid all the stares and whispers that followed everywhere I went. Even the teachers looked at me suspiciously. It was hard, of course. Not even my music was enough to make anything better.

But I carried on until 6th period. I walked into the classroom, headphones in my ears blasting music at full volume. I was already ready to leave as soon as I sat myself down in my chair. I took my normal seat in the back away from the majority of my classmates. I didn't even bother to look up and see if people were staring, I know they are.

By the time the bell rang for class to start, Mr. Peters hadn't gotten up from his desk and there were no lesson plans on the board today. So I guess that means we have a clear schedule. I took that as my chance to take my phone out and shoot Nas a quick text. He had been on my mind all day.

Nas!!

2:22 pm

He responded instantly.

Yo, you okay ?

2:22 pm

Yes and no...I'm in school right now...hey are you free?

2:24

Yeah I am, what's up? Is it bad?

2:26 pm

I need you to come here

2:27 pm

Angel wtf. I can't just come to your school I need some sort of pass to get in💀

2:27 pm

I bit my lip, thinking about his answer. He was right, he can't just come in without a pass. But he could wait in the parking lot can't he?

can you wait in the parking lot pls ?

2:29 pm

Oh, for sure ig. I'll be there. Where's it at?

2:30

A sigh of relief left my lips as I read the last text he sent me. I quickly sent him the address to the building so he knew where he was going. He responded with a quick thank you and that was that.