Malik - Z.M (Book 1, Malik Series)

35.

I was fully dressed in Gucci from head to toe.

Zayn didn't admit it, but I think he purposefully gave me clothes that were tight for me.

I use to be so self conscious with my body, but now, I don't really care. I despised the fact that I hated my body.

I guess that's one positive aspect I've learnt since being with Zayn.

I've learnt a whole new meaning about myself.

I take a deep breath and suck in as I zip the skirt up behind me and Zayn smirks as I see him in the reflection.

"Maybe that's a little too sexy for you to wear." Zayn purrs.

I bite my lip and look down from the mirror as a blush takes over my cheeks.

He walks towards me, running his hands down my hips and causing every little nerve to ignite in my body.

"I'd love to fuck you on my desk, baby girl." Zayn whispers in my ear, pulling the hair tie out of my hair.

I lick my lips slowly and build the courage to look up at him in the reflection.

He's smirking at me, obviously teasing to get a reaction out of me as he leaves a kiss against my cheek.

"Here. It's cold outside."

He hands me a black blazer to pair with my black long waist skirt and my white blouse.

Turning to face him, I grab the jacket and fling it on after thanking him and he gingerly plays with my hair.

I frown at him as a grin sports across my face.

"What?" He chuckles.

"You always play with my hair." I blink.

Zayn smiles. "Because I like it."

He frowns suddenly and looks down at the time on his watch. "We better get going."

I nod hastily and take one look at myself again before following Zayn out down the stair cases and into the elevator to head to the top floor.

He hands me a few files that look kind of familiar to me and I frown.

"What's this?"

"The staff contract you signed. Read it."

Frowning, I read over it and look back at Zayn confused when I don't realise what I'm trying to find.

"Am I missing something?"

Zayn looks back at the contract and frowns.

"Clause 4." He points to it.

I read it again as my frown deepens.

"Read it out, babe." Zayn murmurs.

I bite my lip and sigh quietly as I hear the helicopter getting louder as we come closer to it.

I stop walking and does he as I read it out.

"You as an employee, shall agree on submitting and, or agree on any field event, discussion or meeting that the department has scheduled. You must understand that you are full property of Malik enterprises and Z. J. Malik after signing your debt." I murmur and look at him.

"Tell me how I could have read this when the font is basically in the size of a fucking ant!"

Zayn sighs. "Its readable. It's not my fault you didn't read it."

"I read that but it had nothing do with slavery!" I scowl.

"Did you read those books I told you to read?" Zayn questions, ignoring my snide behaviour.