Forbidden Heat R18

I stared at the number on my mobile screen in panic and my hands started shaking uncontrollably. The number was unsaved, but I recognize it so well. This number was of a mobile phone only used in the case of a specific emergency. The maid who held this is the most senior maid in Zak’s mansion and she only uses this to call me when Zak is having one of his episodes.

If this number is calling me then, Zak has turned into Black Zak and isn’t able to revert back. Shit.

I believe that the main reason why Madame Francesca chose to permanently evacuate from her mansion and hand it over to Zak was because she couldn’t and didn’t want to handle Black Zak. This personality that had ironically developed when Zak went against his mother to protect me from further abuse was terrifying for Madame Francesca and most people as well.

Black Zak is terrifying to everyone except me, I guess. Every staff in Zak’s household is terrified out of their minds of Black Zak and it shows in their daily fear of the regular Zak as well.

My body shook as I panicked. This is such bad timing. I need to go see Zak immediately before things get even more out of hand. The staff must be so frightened right now because they don’t understand how Zak functions. If you understand how Zak and Black Zak functions, it is actually not that difficult to revert him back. Although it may require a rare skill that I happen to possess.

However, right now, I was out shopping with Edward. I glanced sideway at Edward who was cheerfully chatting away about the many things he wanted to buy for me today. I need to go to Zak immediately but what do I tell Edward?

“Umm…Edward. Something came up…so, I have to go…” I said hesitantly.

“Huh? But we just got here,” Edward said with a mixture of confusion and disappointment.

“I’m sorry…I’m really sorry, but I have to go…” I apologized profusely.

“Well, it can’t be helped. Where do you have to go? I’ll drive you,” Edward offered.

What do I tell him? If I lie, Edward will find out immediately. However, it wasn’t like I could tell him the truth either…

My phone started to vibrate once again in my hand, signally that I had received another call. I didn’t need to look to know who was calling.

“You’re not going to get that?” Edward asked as he glanced at the phone vibrating in my hand.

“I…no, it’s a strange number so…” I replied hesitantly.

“Are you sure? It’s not some stalker again, is it?” Edward asked with concern.

“No, it’s not. You don’t have to worry,” I denied firmly.

“You look a little pale. Are you feeling, ok?” Edward asked as he leaned closer to peer at my face.

I need to go back home. Then I can walk over to see Zak at his place. I don’t have another choice. I’m sorry, Edward. After apologizing internally to Edward, I decided that I had no other choice but to lie to him.

“Actually, I’m feeling a little dizzy and tired. I’m sorry but…maybe it’s better if you send me home…” I said in a weak voice.

I felt immediately guilty at Edwards’ overly worried expression. His arms looped around my waist to support my weight as his other hand held mine tightly.

“Can you walk? Should I carry you?” Edward inquired in a tender voice that made me wanted to melt.

“It’s ok…I can walk. Thank you,” I replied as I smiled weakly at him.

“Let’s go back. We can always go shopping some other day. You should get some rest,” Edward suggested reassuringly.

The ride back was mostly silent apart from Edward’s occasional questions regarding my wellbeing. I bet I really looked pale and sick to him. Little did he know that I wasn’t pale from sickness, I was pale from anxiety, stress, and shock. I was so worried about Zak that I could hardly breathe properly.

I managed to text the old maid back while Edward was not looking. The message was simple: ‘otw’

I’m on the way.

The ride felt like an eternity because I was so worried and kept imagining the worst. Since I didn’t get a chance to talk to the maid on the phone, I had no idea how bad this attack was and what version of Black Zak had taken over.

Most of the time he wasn’t violent…but…

…

“Thank you so much for driving me back. I’ll make it up to you another time, ok?” I said quickly to Edward as I stepped out of his car the moment he parked in front of my mansion.

I felt like running straight to Zak’s mansion, but I’m supposed to be sick, and I should be heading to my bedroom. As if I had the time and luxury of doing that in this situation!

Edward got out of his car immediately and looked at me with concern. He was beside me in no time with his strong arm supporting my body once more.

“I should take you to bed. You look like you can barely stand,” Edward said worriedly.

“It’s ok…I’m…” I began talking while my brain overexerted itself to come up with a valid excuse that would get Edward to leave as soon as possible.

However, a shrilling cry of my name changed the need for all that…

“Miss Natalia!” The old maid continued screaming as she came running out way.

Edward and I both turned in shock at the clearly panicked shout of my name. Turning around, my worst fear was confirmed when I saw the old maid standing there. So much for discretion…NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

“Miss Natalia. Why didn’t you answer my calls? It’s Master Zak! You must come quickly!” she continued to wail.

I felt my chest tightened as I saw tear swimming in her eyes. This old woman is clearly at her wit’s end. Whatever she had been dealing with had already gotten too much for her…and it’s all my fault.

“Who are you? How dare you scream at your lady like this?” Edward said as a deep frown formed on his handsome face. His expression that was usually playful was now menacing.

“It’s ok, Edward. She must be panicked…that’s all,” I reassured Edward as I tugged softly on his arm.

“What’s wrong with Zak?” Edward asked, getting right to the point.

–To be continued…