The Devil’s Attraction

Maliya has just one mission! One! To accompany Him “You’re going there on my behalf, let it be known that I was there even In my absence!” The statement repeated itself as she stood at the entrance of the hall, the beautiful white-colored lights flashed its wave around, giving more aesthetics to the attention of everyone. Maliya was waiting for her turn before she could be allowed in like every other person here. As it got to her turn, there was a pint of baffle in her eyes and at the way she reacted when the male bouncer who was dressed in an all-black approached her. “You can’t touch me like you want for the sake of checking me, get a female to do this job instead” she spoke with her head up, not in any way oppressed by his huge build. “Are you going in or not?” “Of course, I am” “Then you’ll have to get checked or get out of the line!” He made his statement clear without having to repeat himself. Maliya cleared her throat as she tries to say something but then the voices of the people behind her urging her to get out of the line were getting to her and at this point, her choice was battled to just one. She lifted both of her hands in the air after giving her clutch to the other man, the bouncer approached her and did all the necessary search. She shut her eyes as he pressed her boobs and rubbed his bulgy hands on her body to be sure she wasn’t with any harmful instruments. “You can go in,” said the man. She snatched her clutch angrily and walked towards the hall, her ears were welcomed by the sound of classical music, flashy lights smelling of different cologne and scents, the smell of alcohol and cigarettes weren’t left behind and unnecessary laughter from people around. Indeed, it was an event of the high class. She would be given the award of the most decent dressed if there happens to be one, seeing that the man whom her father has sent her to meet was nowhere to be found just yet. She decided to explore around. “C’mon, be careful!” It was too late before she realized it as her left wrist hits the floor after bumping into someone. “Ouch” she winced softly, the man reached out to pull her up but she was quick to snap out of her cinderella trance the minute she saw his face. “No, it’s okay, I’m fine, thank you sir” the words came out of her mouth fast as if she was eating hotpot. “I didn’t grab any of what you just said?” He said, seems like he wanted her to repeat it. “Oh” “I’m sorry for bumping into you, it was a mistake, please forgive me” she uttered. She’s always being timid and naive but because of his position and her father, she was being extra timid. “It’s totally fine, I’ll take no offense when a sexy woman like you bump into me” he laughed out loud, his blonde hair dancing to his laughter. After giving it another round of thought, she decides to introduce herself. “I’m Maliya Hawkins, My dad sent me to accompany you” “Oh my goodness!” “Come here” he pulled her close into his arms, and she was forced to look straight into his eyes. “Your dad told me he was sending a flower, I never knew it was a beautiful and a big one at that, you don’t belong here” All of his words in the parable were unclear to her and she just wants him to let go of her which he finally did. “Now stop using Sir, I’m just 5 years older like your father told me!” She forced a smile and followed right next to him towards a private section at the other part of the hall. Maliya knew her father might love money, fame, and positions more than anything in the world but she was so sure he wouldn’t sell her out for that reason. They arrived in the room which was filled with smoke from shisha and half-naked girls dancing in the center. “I want you all out of here, except for the girls” she couldn’t help but feel strange at the order from Zane. “You’re not going to stand forever, are you?” His voice came at her when it was unexpected and she just forced a smile to brush the fear off her face. As she proceeds to seat on a side of the second couch, the half-naked vixens rushed over, leaving her no space near Zane to seat down. Again, she moved to a seat on the last couch that was not so far from the door. “Your father…” he paused, reaching for the drink he was served while her attention was already darted to him. “Did he tell you about me?” “No, he didn’t” she was blunt. “It was intentional then,” he said in a very low tone as he sipped his vodka with a half-smile. “What?” She asked, trying to know what he said. “Nothing, you’ll have something to tell him when you get back” he laughed hysterically. Calling on to the girls to come at him, the sight was nothing but irritable as two of the ladies shoved their hands in his pant while the others just rub his body and kissed him. It was no new thing to Maliya as she’s seen her father in such situations countless times but she believed this man in front of her was too young for this. A 27-year-old man is too young for this? “Hmmm, my balls!” Zane moaned loudly, he was staring at her, intensely. Am I supposed to look away?’ She couldn’t help but whisper to herself as she maintained eye contact while watching him make different moaning expressions. “Are you interested?” Zane asks, gesturing for the girls to stop. “No, I’m..I…” she was rendered speechless by his sudden question. “But you seem to be nosy, you were staring at me” “No sir, I…” “Zane!” He interrupted, making sure she calls him by his name. “Okay…Z.Zane, I was just gaping because I had nothing to stare at, I’m so sorry if I gave you such an impression” she got up and bowed to apologize. “Sit down, saint” he laughed, the girls joined him too before they continued with their job. Maliya knew that 30 minutes has passed since she sat in the same spot as she wouldn’t stop checking her wristwatch, she thought everything was done when he sent the girls away. Well, she thought… “Ma…r…” he tries to call her but couldn’t remember her name. “Maliya, it’s Maliya” she sprang up to her feet. “Light this cigarette up for me!” He says, sliding the tiny rolled like candy stick into his mouth. She nodded her head and picked the lighter, her fingers wasn’t shaking until she tried to light it. His eyes, his attention and his body darted towards her chest the minute she lowered her body to light his cigarette, she wasn’t even aware until he smirked. Maliya quickly dropped the lighter with her left hand placed on her chest, even though her dress covered it up. “Saint!” He called her again, this time with a heavy laughter. “Your father definitely did not…” His speech was interrupted by the sudden burst in by built bodied men who had different uniforms on. Maliya’s body tightened up as she takes a step away from where she was before. It seems like a warm welcome until the men pointed their pistols at each other, she gasped at the sight of the gun. A heavy gasp, it was. “How many times do I have to tell you that when you want to aim, always aim for their head!” The manly figure snatched the gun from his subordinate and pointed it directly at Zane. He was dressed like a fine young man and would definitely be mistaken as a rich CEO, from his looks to his speech, everything about him was IT. except for the cold, dangerous looking eyes. Maliya was already holding the couch for support at this point, unwanted flashbacks of the guns they were holding was disturbing her and she looks out of here already. “Grey! I’m not in for this, this is an event, not a battleground!” Zane moved closer to him, giving less f***s about the gun in his hand. “Same here, I want to have fun and it seems I found the fun in this room!” Grey, with his mark slanted brows smirked as he walked towards where Maliya was standing. “Don’t come near me with the gun, don’t, don’t!” Her silent mutters was only for herself as no one heard her. “Not her, she’s not these girls” Zane said to him, trying to let him know she wasn’t the girls that gets paid for fun. “I know and I still want fun” he replied curtly. This time,Maliya eyes was shut, her lips trembling and the only thing she wants to get rid of was the gun he was holding. Grey noticed the tension she had as he moved closer to her, he just knew one thing for sure. “I’m putting you…” He brings his lips so close to the hollow of her ears, his left hand sending it’s way behind her. “On my To-Do List tonight!” “Get away from me!” Maliya screamed at once.