The Devil’s Attraction

Episode 2

Maliya's lips shuddered along with her trembling body, her eyes fixed on a gun he was holding but this time he wasn’t just going to hold her. He slowly pushed her to the back with just his left hand wrapped around her waist, pinning her to the wall and clearing his throat to say something.

“I’ll take your get away from me as ‘take me away’, sounds good?” He pressed his hand on her waist so that she couldn’t hold back groaning.

“You’re such…” she heaved a deep breath, her cheeks were hot and red and she could barely stand upright.

“Are we ga…”

“Get the f**k away from me you asshole!” She summoned the courage to yell at him, pushing him at once with all the energy left in her as she ran towards the exit.

“Wow!” Said Grey, disbelief on his face.

“Go after her!” One of his superior subordinates ordered their underlings to get her from running away but as soon as they proceeded to do this.

“No, let’s leave that for another day” Grey divulged as he made a circle on his left elbow.

“You just can’t behave like this and expect people to call you a human, what the hell did you just perform?” Anger in Zanes' eyes as he yelled at him.

“That must belong to the little b***h?” Grey uttered to no one in particular as he furthered to get the clutch that Maliya might have forgotten to save in the course of saving herself.

“Let me have that”

“No, this belongs to me” he let out a soft giggle as he brought it close to his nose, sniffing the scent and shutting his eyes like a psychopath.

“This is an event and not a battleground, come in peace and leave the peace was the theme for today so just hand the clutch to me” Zane was getting infuriated at this point.

“I still don’t want to give it,”

“You know what, just leave”

“I was planning to leave before you called me, I might need this later,” Grey said to him as he reached for the lighter on the table.

Without any more exchanges of words, they left the room and it was back to how it was before.

Just a change in the mood of Zane as he felt so pissed that his plan was ruined by his not so enemy.

From the looks of things, these two men are close but not in a good term as of the moment.

~~~

Maliya arrived in front of her father’s house, looking rather calm from how she was earlier even though the sight of the gun was still showing up in her head.

She approached the gate and was immediately allowed in by the security men who addresses her as ‘Miss Maliya’

For a second, she thought she would be able to just go inside, greet her dad, and go to her bedroom but the minute she remembered the mess she made before leaving, her whole body will begin to tremble.

As she walks in between the flower rails decorations that lead to the front door, the feelings of regret bite her so bad.

“Oh good lord, what have I done to myself?”

“I should have been patient!”

“I shouldn’t have pushed him!”

“I should’ve apologized!”

She thought to herself and was hoping she would go through the back door until one of the young ladies with the kitchen staff tag on her apron called her name.

“Miss Maliya,”

“You’re back”

To Maliya, something didn’t feel right in her tone.

“Yes but is anything wrong?” Her voice was down to the lowest as she gently ruffled her hair.

“No..nothing…is wrong” the lady stuttered

“You just have to let me know if something is wrong so that I’ll know how to face it!” She half yelled, her heart beating like a party drum.

“We have an unexpected visitor and…”

“Maliya??” Before she could conclude, Matt’s voice was as loud and clear.

She moved to the back, whilst thinking of how to react but it was just for a moment until she saw her father's bodyguard coming towards her

“I can walk on my own, you don’t have to force me!” She countered.

“We don’t want to do this too, we just have to” Nothing more, the two men grabbed both of her arms and pushed her to where her father was.

She knew the visitor would be no other than the man she had disrespected but to her surprise, Zane was sitting with his legs crossed whilst her dad stand beside him.

“Dad..I…”

“I told you to go there, do your job right but you couldn’t even do a little task like that??” Matt looks 38 when he was 56, his voice and his body look too young for him.

“I was getting touched in a way I didn’t like and there were guns that…” she stutter but wasn’t even able to conclude before a hot slap landed on her cheeks.

Zane who was in shock sprang up to his feet in disbelief at the sight he just watched.

“You do not talk back to me, especially when I have a visitor!” Matt gritted his teeth as he signaled to the guard to let go of her.

“But you told me she’s your daughter?” Zane was forced to ask.

“Yes sir, she’s my biological daughter” Matt replied with a smile, not getting the exact point.

“Wow!” He exclaimed, his eyes fixed on Maliya who was holding back her tears.

“Lend me your ears,” he said In a whisper as he moved closer to her.

“Ask him for your birth certificate to be sure you weren’t adopted or saved by him because no father would treat his daughter as a tool!” Matt was kept in the dark about these statements.

Maliya who was already trying hard to hold back her tears couldn’t help but break down, it was a different feeling now that she has someone who believed her thoughts for the very first time.

“An evil eye caught your daughter, do everything to keep her away!” Zane said to him. He then moved close to Maliya, giving her a soft peck on her cheeks.

Maliya ran upstairs, into her bedroom the minute they exit the place. Her knees screeched to the floor as she began to sob heavily, using her hands to cover her mouth to stop the sound from going out.

She was in this same position when the door sprawled open with her father standing in between it.

“Maliya dear” He spoke like a gentleman.

“Oh Dad” she rubbed her cheeks and forced a smile, she’s used to this.

Crying for one minute and forcing a smile In the next minute.

“You ruined a lot tonight but still, do you know how much you earned me!” He screams with excitement.

“Maliya, just give me two years”

“To?”

“To make more money, I’ll stop using you as my stand-in and then send you to complete your studies abroad”

Again!

He was smiling happily whilst making the same false promise that he never keeps.

The urge to yell and tell him to stop lying was biting her.

‘Dad!, you said the same thing 4 years ago, and you’ll still say it again in the next two years!” She thought to herself, her hands forming a fist.

“Alright Dad, I believe you” she smiled, he pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

“Go to bed early, you might have something to do tomorrow” was the statement he made as he walked out of her room.

She leaned against the door with hot tears streaming down her cheeks. “How am I supposed to sleep early when you’ve replaced pain with my sleep?”

Maliya did a whole lot of thinking before resorting to her therapy.

Reading novels,

And sleeping on the cold floor.

~~ Greys Mansion ~~

When the world you live in requires you to either seat while everyone is standing or get your hands dirty before you can be respected, choices are hard to make.

Grey chose both, he has everything and has successfully secured the top place in this world of his.

The sight of the chandelier in a bedroom defines its quality as it, is classy and exquisite.

He sat on the couch right next to the window with his legs crossed and his mind just wandering to one thing.

His thoughts were soon interrupted by the knock on the door, he wasted no time in letting them in.

“Welcome home Mr. Grey” Shea, his assistant said to him.

“I brought this from your car” she dropped the clutch on the table in front of him.

“Oh, I was thinking about this the whole time” he picked it up and opened it.

Her phone, IDentity card, a locket, and some unnecessary items were inside the clutch.

Again, he picked it up and began to sniffle it.

“Is there something with it?”

“Difference, I want the clutch owner and not the clutch!” He stared without raising a brow.

“You know what to do” he passed the phone and ID card to her.

“Here you go Sir” Shea gave the phone to him after she had unlocked it.

“I’ll be back In 30 minutes” she added, the time to do a background check on the Card.

“15 minutes!”

“15 minutes it is” Shea retorted with a forced smile before walking out.

~~

“No, don’t! don’t!”

“You can’t stop me, I also can’t stop myself!” The eerie laughter made her cringe to the point of holding her head.

“Please, don’t shoot her, don’t…”

“I’m doing this!” A loud bang it was!

“Ah!, Ah!, Ah!” And like that, Maliya woke up to reality.

Her hands dropped on her forehead as she shuts her eyes whilst letting out the shock by breathing in and out.

“Good morning Miss Maliya,” said one of her father’s men who was standing right next to her on the floor.

“What’s the problem?” She retorted grumpily.

“Your father seeks your attention, immediately!”

“I’ll be out in a minute, I have to change my clothes, “ she said to him, getting up from her so-called bed.

“I’m afraid that would be impossible, you have to come with me now!” She shuts her eyes in frustration.

Maliya just shrugged her shoulder and followed right beside him only to meet her father in a lovey-dovey position with his usual plaything who was just around her age.

“Good morning dad,” she said.

The staring competition between her and her father's plaything wasn’t a normal one.

“Congratulations, Stepdaughter” Serena giggled.

“I’m not your stepdaughter and you’re nothing but a plaything to my dad, you’re not married to him so get that sinking into your brain” She couldn’t hold back her anger as she voiced out with so much rage.

While her father just watched the moment pass.

“I doubt if you should be worried about that when your wedding is in three days!”

“What?”