Malik stood in front of his boyfriend's door with a bouquet of roses, he sniffed it and smiled colishly.
He adjusted his dress and use his hand to stylishly push the strands of hair that the gel couldn't hold.
Malik sniffed the bouquet of roses again and smile. He then pressed the alarm and stood before the door with a bright smile.
After standing for minutes, he pressed the alarm twice, and when the door wasn't opened, he held the doorknob which opened the door.
"Maybe he's busy" he thought as he stepped in.
His eyes darted around the big sitting room, there was a familiar wristwatch on the table, he stared at it and shrugged the thought off his mind before going to the room.
As he moved closer to his room, he heard some weird sounds coming from it which make him shake his head in disbelief.
Getting in front of his boyfriend's door, he opened it only to see that his boyfriend was getting bonked by his PA.
He froze as he watched them, they didn't notice him because they were lost in their own world of pleasure.
The bouquet of roses fell of his hands which make a sound that startled the two, and they paused for a moment.
Their eyes went zero when they saw who stood before them."
Ma...." Before Ken could finish calling his name, he walked away without looking back.
Ken pushed Michael (Malik 's PA) who look froze away to run after Malik after wearing the shirt he picked.
"Malik," he called as he drew closer to Malik.
"Malik " he called holding his hand when he was able to catch up with him " I'm sorry, I…"
"You own me no explanation, we are done" Malik said coldly.
"No, you can't just end us like that, I'm sorry and I mean it."
"I hate repeating myself." Malik said coldly and jerked his hand away from his hold before entering the car.
"Damn it." Ken cursed as he watched him drove away.
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Malik couldn't help it as his mind kept going to what he saw at his boyfriend's apartment.
The more he tried to stop thinking about it, the more it kept popping up and keeping his mind utterly disturbed.
He gulped the drink he ordered and poured out another one.
He feel shattered like a broken pieces, normally, he wasn't feeling extremely broken when he caught him cheating on him.
Maybe because it was his personal assistant that was why this hurt so much or maybe because it was the upteeneth time.
"More" He said belching loudly after finishing the fifth bottle of whiskey.
The bar attendant glared at him with eyes rolled, he has been glaring at him cause he came when they were about to close.
Because of him, he missed his date with his girlfriend who won't stop nagging at him for being a liar.
"We ran out of it lately." The bar attendant said with a fake tight smile.
Hearing this, Malik paid his bills and stood up staggering lightly walking out of the bar drunk.
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"Hi" Massy heard as she step into Malik's room, she tilted her head to the corner as she heard his voice.
She wanted to see him gazing at her with arms crossed and her head rested on the wall.
Massy eyed him as she gazed at his biceps and his packs that were in display, her eyes moved to his face.
His face on the other hand was gazing at her emotionlessly, and this made her gulp nervously as she tore her eyes away from him.
Malik stared at her as she fidgeted her fingers nervously, his eyes went to the cloth she wore.
She was dressed in a red lingerie that exposes more of her flesh and it looked good to him.
He could see some of the scars fading away while some were still fresh.
Malik staggered towards her and raised her head to look at him.
She stared at wondering what he was trying to do and also, he was smelling reeks of Alcohol.
He stared at her dull eyes that has lost life and hope before slamming his lips on hers which make her froze while he kissed her to his satisfaction.
"Make me feel better." He muttered breaking the kiss.
She opened her mouth to talk but got kissed roughly. He kissed her with his hand roaming her body.
He palmed her exposed ass and squeezed it roughly which made Massy moaned in pain.
His lips met her neck, her soft spot which make her moan unconsciously with his hands working on her boobs.
She could help but surrender herself to him but she was afraid, she did not know what awaited her.
Especially tomorrow when he woke up because he was doing all of this out of alcohol.
Her back hit something soft which disrupted her thoughts,
*His bed* he sure wasn't in his right sense.
Beause on a normal day, he would never allow her to lay on his bed talkless of moving closer to it.
"Aaahhh" a soft moan escaped her lips as she felt him in her, maybe she should just enjoy the moment while it last.
It has been a long time she felt like this. Malik couldn't help but to moan at the warmness and tightness that welcomed him.
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Malik opened his eyes with a grunt, he cursed and sweared not to ever take alcohol again, his head was banging.
He was about to stand up when he felt a warm body in his arms, he turned to his side to see peaceful snoring Massy sleeping on his bed.
"Fucking bitch" He growled as his face twitched in disgust and irritation, he did not even need to check.
He was sure and knew that something happened between them already and with that thought, he pushed her.
Not just away from him but also out of his bed, sleeping Massy fell to the ground with a loud thud.
Massy hissed out of pain as she touched the ground, like she predicted, she stood up with head bowed.
She did not even want to look at him, she knew how mad he will be, and she could feel his dagger like gaze on her.
"You fucking whore, you took advantage of my drunkness"
He snarled which make her flinched.
She did not even need to explain anything to him because she knew this would happened.
"GET ON THE TABLE." He yelled, and she rushed to the table and lay on it immediately.
He walked into his inner room and came out with a long horse whip in his hand.
"That is for being a stupid bitch." He growled as he whipped her the first lash.
"This is for taking advantage of me." He growled at the second lash, he continued whipping her with each words/ statements while all she did was to weep in pain.
When he was doing all of these, she couldn't help but cry out in pain but she still watched him.
What more could she do to get out of this pain and distress?
Who would even safe her now?
For the first time, she felt so sad and bitter that all of this was happening to her and that she even crossed path with him in the first place.
If they had not met with each other then none of this would have happened to her.
It would have been better if she continued with the way she was suffering than suffering the way she was now.
She just wished someone could be there for her and save her from all this problem and stress.
Yet, she has no friends or loved ones to be with her and take care of her even though she did have when she was rich.
Life was sick and it was making her feel like she should throw up at this time, all she wanted to do was vanish.
When Malik was done, he left her in the room, giving her a few minutes to take her weak self out and telling her he did not want to see her for the next 48 hours.
Well, it meant she was going to be away from him for only 24 hours because the next day was when she was going to see her father.