'STRIP'
His words rang like a loud gong in Zentrakii's ears. Her heart beat accelerated immediately, and her fear gradually turned to numbness, then disbelief.
Silence hung so thick in the air, as Zayn's piercing and unfeeling gaze locked with hers. She knew he meant the very word he just uttered and oddly, she knew that was her only option.
"I... I ca..." She meant to say that she couldn't, but Zayn's words cut her off.
"I wouldn't repeat myself, Zentrakii." He muttered coldly.
Still, she hesitated...
More like, waited. A tiny bit of hope that he wasn't going to reduce her to this. To treat her like the slut he had just insulted her to be.
But when she realized Zayn meant every word, her heart broke, her pride crashing alongside with it. With teary eyes and shaky hands, Zentrak
