Chapter Fourty-Seven

                                    

                                          
~Sayd~
I didn't know how long I was in the room Zaynab had put me in. The lack of windows made it hard for me to estimate what the time was. Naturally, I was afraid of the dark. I had always slept with the lights on in my room but I became comfortable with the darkness that now surrounded me that grew ever darker by the hour. 
My stomach ached and rumbled. Even though there was food right in front of me I was determined not to eat or take anything from him. I thought about the women who brought it and how their clothes were matching and I concluded they were servants.
As the hours went by I grew more accustomed to the darkness and just as I was about to fall asleep, I heard the keys turn in the door. I began to feel anxious when no one was opening it until he walked in. 
The light from the hallway illuminated the room and I could see the black button-up short-sleeved shirt and matching pants. His hands were in his pockets as he walked in and he stood in front of me causing me to sit up and look at him. 
He looked down at me crossing his arms when he saw the food still intact.  
"You're a hard nut to crack aren't you?" 
"I already told you I don't want your food," I said looking away from him. 
" Okay, " he said in an understanding tone, "Well, I'm here to show you that I'm not a terrible person." 
I looked at him curiously. 
"I brought you something else to eat," he said leaning against the wall. " And I promise this time it's clean. " 
"What do you mean this time?" I asked him. " Did you put something in this?" I gestured to the food on the floor. 
"Just a wee little bit." 
I looked at him outraged while glaring at him. 
"What the hell is wrong with you?" I asked raising my voice. " What would you be drugging me for this time?" 
He shrugged his shoulders and pouted his bottom lips. 
" I just thought it would be fun. " 
I considered it hopeless to argue with him and just remained silent. When he saw I wasn't saying anything else he went ahead and spoke. 
" But like I said, "he said, "I'm not that bad. " 
He stuck his head to the hallway and called someone's name then walked back in. A few seconds later a girl in an apron and a crop top and skirt walked in carrying a bowl in her hands. I couldn't make out her face at first because the was a shadow coming from the light in the hallway, but as she got closer I recognised her. 
"Natasha?" my mouth hung slightly open as he set the bowl down in front of me. 
She didn't respond or look at me but looked at Zaynab and knelt in front of him. 
"What the hell is this Zaynab?" I called him out. " What did you do to her? Did you kidnap her too? She's done nothing wrong." 
"Oh relax," He silenced me.
He then took a step closer to Natasha and put his finger under the neck of her shirt pulling her onto her feet. My mouth grew wider and hung completely open when his hand moved to the back of her neck and he smacked her lips onto his. His lips moved carelessly against hers while his other hand found its way underneath her skirt and squeezed her already-exposed ass. When he pulled away he didn't spare her a glance but pushed her by her shoulder back to where I was. I was short of words trying to look at her for answers but she avoided eye contact with me.