~Zion’s POV~
It was somewhere after 9 p. m. when I finished reading the rubbish Robert Jones had sent me through email. My wife was draped in a white towel when I returned to my room. When I walked into the room, she instantly moved to the side of the bed and curled up into a ball, closing her eyes with her hands forming fists. I walked up to her and lifted her off the floor, placing her on top of the bed.
“Maya?” I Called out to her.
Her face was turned away from me, avoiding eye contact. Then, all of a sudden, she jumped out of bed and knelt before me.
“Zion I’m sorry. I-Um-I didn’t know I was married to you. I had no idea I was married to you, let alone knowing I was married,” she began sobbing and choked on her own words. “I-I swear. I was under the impression that I was engaged to one of my father’s business partners. Your age is not listed on our marriage certificate. I didn’t want to lose my first time with an old man. I’m sorry, I-I really am sorry. Please don’t do those things to me again.” Her hands were clasped together in front of her.
“Maya, get up.”
“Zee, please.”
“I promise I won’t do anything to you.”
It took only a split second for her eyes to swing open and drag them my way. Suddenly, she sprung to her feet and hugged me. She then mashed her lips against mine, completely oblivious to the fact that she was only wearing a towel. I laid back in bed with her on top of me. So, I reached out and grabbed her waist with both of my hands. She was hoping to give me a baby kiss, but me being Zion, I went all the way to inserting my tongue and breaking the kiss. I smoothed her hair back.
“Maya, do you know me?” She made a shaky motion with her head. “Not even a smidgeon?” I asked.
“I just have my suspicions that you might be my Zee.” I guffawed
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“Would you like to confirm if I’m your Zee?” She nodded. “How would you know that I am your zee?”
“After our mother’s funeral, Zion and I decided to do something together. It was a secret between him and myself. Will I be able to tell if you are not my Zion?”
“Why do you refer to him as your Zion, Maya?” And what if I am not your Zion? Will you be disappointed?”
“I won’t be able to answer that question until I’ve verified my suspicions.” She drew her gaze to my left arm, tracing the tattoo on the muscles with her finger. Sobbing, she wrapped her arms around my neck and squeezed tight.
“Can you confirm it right now, and also explain why you call him your Zion?”
“It’s because I was 16 at the time and he was older. I was too embarrassed to tell an old guy that I liked him, so when he suggested that I get a tattoo and he would make one as well, I agreed. I knew he felt the same way, but he couldn’t tell me he loved me since I was a minor.”
“Yeah, Bunny, you’re quite correct. I am your Zion, and I was disappointed that you did not recognize me. But when I married you, I had only suspicions about you. Then, on the day you mistook me for a hooker, I noticed the tattoo. You were too embarrassed to show me back then, and I knew you were my Aya, my little Bunny.”
As soon as I brushed her hair again, she sprung to her feet and dropped her towel on the floor before striding naked to the mirror.
I took a deep breath and swallowed.
Wasn’t she a little reserved just now? Is this the same girl who stood in front of me on her knees pleading with me not to do it again?
I was like a fish that had been plucked from the sea and was panting for air. Is my small Bunny challenging me? I couldn’t help but chuckle at the thought of it. Whatever the case, it’s best if she’s shy outside, but she’ll never be bashful when she’s with me. We are married and will do a lot of things together. I sat up and drank her up in all her glory. She belonged to me, and she was wonderful in every way. I observed her as she went through her evening skincare ritual, massaging her face with my skin products.
“Stop staring Zion. It’s rude.”
How do you want me to act now that you’ve begun roaming naked?
Of course, I will not say anything like that to her.
“My clothes are in the trunk of the car. Using your toiletries and wearing your boxers is what I’ll be doing this evening. Where is my car, Zion?”
“In the garage, I’ll arrange for someone to bring your clothes to you the next day, although I doubt you’ll be wearing any of those clothes. I did, in fact, buy you clothes. The last walk-in closet is yours, and that car is completely inappropriate for an Archer.”
I saw her step into the closet and emerge from there in a nightgown, and God, she was beautiful. She was really sultry. As she stood in front of the large mirror, I approached her. After giving her a kiss on the forehead, I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her into a tight hug.
“I’m so glad I found you, Bunny.”She inhaled deeply and scented me. I leaned forward and gently brushed my lips on hers before hugging her once more.”So, Bunny, your father is aware of my acquaintance with you. Consequently, he forwarded me a ridiculous email in which he announced his intention to marry your sister Ivy. But I’m not going to marry that girl. She’s not my type of woman, and I knew from the day I saw you that I was going to marry you, though you were still a little girl. However, I would like you to accompany me to your father’s house. Don’t be concerned; I’m well-versed on the subject. However, I would like you to accompany me tomorrow.” Her brows were furrowed in concentration. “I know everything there is to know about your family. Have faith in me.” She nodded, and I softly pushed my lips on hers.
My grip on her waist became tighter as I intensified the kiss. She was quite responsive. She encircled my neck with her arms and ran her hand through my thick, black hair. Maya’s kiss took away any concerns. I was frightened about losing her, and I was worried about losing some business associates. Maya is a drug, and I am dependent on her for my well-being. Then I dragged her down to the bed, my hands digging into her legs that were wrapped around my waist. Passionately kissing as she began to ache me in her body, her body remained stiff from the orgasms she has had during the day, but her need for me was in flames. As I moved my hands down her waist, tucking them under her nightgown, I was interrupted by the ringing of the phone.
“Fucking Hell” He groaned against her lips, pulling his hand back to squeeze her breast through her nightgown, and kissed her forehead before pulling his hand back. He then lowered himself to her lips, pulling on her Botton lips and pressing his rock-hard body against Maya.
He reached for his phone even though his body was still pressing up against Maya. It was impossible to take his lips away from hers. He recognized the number on the caller ID.
“Shit! I have to take this, babe,” he cursed.
He jumped off her, icily. He cast a loving glance at his beautiful wife. She was still gasping for air. He walked out of his room to answer the phone call he had received.
Zion: What do you want?
Unknown: Babe, I just wanted to let you know that I’m on my way to J-City and will be arriving shortly.
Zion: Are you having a gig in J-City?
Unknown: No, I’m coming to see you, of course. I miss you, Zion.
Zion: I don’t recall inviting you here, so if you’re here without my invitation, you’re most likely not coming to visit me. You know who you are coming to see. I am far too busy with this sort of nonsense!
Zion said that and hung up.