~Zion's POV~

It was somewhere after 9 p.m. when I finished reading the rubbish Robert Jones had sent me through email. My wife was draped in a white towel when I returned to my room. When I walked into the room, she instantly moved to the side of the bed and curled up into a ball, closing her eyes with her hands forming fists. I walked up to her and lifted her off the floor, placing her on top of the bed.


'Maya?" I Called out to her.

Her face was turned away from me, avoiding eye contact. Then, all of a sudden, she jumped out of bed and knelt before me.

'Zion I'm sorry. I-Um-I didn't know I was married to you. I had no idea I was married to you, let alone knowing I was married," she began sobbing and choked on her own words. 'I-I swear. I was under the impression that I was married to one of my father's business partners. Your age is not listed on our marriage certificate. I didn't want to lose my first time with an old man. I'm sorry, I-I really am sorry. Please don't do those things to me again." Her hands were clasped together in front of her.


'Maya, get up."

'Zee, please."


'I promise I won't do anything to you."

It took only a split second for her eyes to swing open and drag them my way. Suddenly, she sprung to her feet and hugged me. She then mashed her lips against mine, completely oblivious to the fact that she was only wearing a towel. I laid back in bed with her on top of me. So, I reached out and grabbed her waist with both of my hands. She was hoping to give me a baby kiss, but me being Zion, I went all the way to inserting my tongue and breaking the kiss. I smoothed her hair back.

'Maya, do you know me?" She made a shaky motion with her head. 'Not even a smidgeon?" I asked.

'I just have my suspicions that you might be my Zee." I guffawed

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'Would you like to confirm if I'm your Zee?" She nodded. 'How would you know that I am your zee?"

'After our mother's funeral, Zion and I decided to do something together. It was a secret between him and myself. Will I be able to tell if you are not my Zion?"

'Why do you refer to him as your Zion, Maya?" And what if I am not your Zion? Will you be disappointed?"

'I won't be able to answer that question until I've verified my suspicions." She drew her gaze to my left arm, tracing the tattoo on the muscles with her finger. Sobbing, she wrapped her arms around my neck and squeezed tight.

'Can you confirm it right now, and also explain why you call him your Zion?"

'It's because I was 16 at the time and he was older. I was too embarrassed to tell an old guy that I liked him, so when he suggested that I get a tattoo and he would make one as well, I agreed. I knew he felt the same way, but he couldn't tell me he loved me since I was a minor."

'Yeah, Bunny, you're quite correct. I am your Zion, and I was disappointed that you did not recognize me. But when I married you, I had only suspicions about you. Then, on the day you mistook me for a hooker, I noticed the tattoo. You were too embarrassed to show me back then, and I knew you were my Aya, my little Bunny."

As soon as I brushed her hair again, she sprung to her feet and dropped her towel on the floor before striding naked to the mirror. I took a deep breath and swallowed.

Wasn't she a little reserved just now? Is this the same girl who stood in front of me on her knees pleading with me not to do it again?

I was like a fish that had been plucked from the sea and was panting for air. Is my small Bunny challenging me? I couldn't help but chuckle at the thought of it. Whatever the case, it's best if she's shy outside, but she'll never be bashful when she's with me. We are married and will do a lot of things together. I sat up and drank her up in all her glory. She belonged to me, and she was wonderful in every way. I observed her as she went through her evening skincare ritual, massaging her face with my skin products.

'Stop staring Zion. It's rude."

How do you want me to act now that you've begun roaming naked?

Of course, I will not say anything like that to her.

'My clothes are in the trunk of the car. Using your toiletries and wearing your boxers is what I'll be doing this evening. Where is my car, Zion?"

'In the garage, I'll arrange for someone to bring your clothes to you the next day, although I doubt you'll be wearing any of those clothes. I did, in fact, buy you clothes. The last walk-in closet is yours, and that car is completely inappropriate for an Archer."

I saw her step into the closet and emerge from there in a nightgown, and God, she was beautiful. She was really sultry. As she stood in front of the large mirror, I approached her. After giving her a kiss on the forehead, I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her into a tight hug.

'I'm so glad I found you, Bunny." She inhaled deeply and scented me. I leaned forward and gently brushed my lips on hers before hugging her once more. 'So, Bunny, your father is aware of my acquaintance with you. Consequently, he forwarded me a ridiculous email in which he announced his intention to marry your sister Ivy. But I'm not going to marry that girl. She's not my type of woman, and I knew from the day I saw you that I was going to marry you, though you were still a little girl. However, I would like you to accompany me to your father's house. Don't be concerned; I'm well-versed on the subject. However, I would like you to accompany me tomorrow." Her brows were furrowed in concentration. 'I know everything there is to know about your family. Have faith in me." She nodded, and I softly pushed my lips on hers.

My grip on her waist became tighter as I intensified the kiss. She was quite responsive. She encircled my neck with her arms and ran her hand through my thick, black hair. Maya's kiss took away any concerns. I was frightened about losing her, and I was worried about losing some business associates. Maya is a drug, and I am dependent on her for my well-being. Then I dragged her down to the bed, my hands digging into her legs that were wrapped around my waist. Passionately kissing as she began to ache me in her body, her body remained stiff from the orgasms she has had during the day, but her need for me was in flames. As I moved my hands down her waist, tucking them under her nightgown, I was interrupted by the ringing of the phone.

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'Fucking Hell" He groaned against her lips, pulling his hand back to squeeze her breast through her nightgown, and kissed her forehead before pulling his hand back. He then lowered himself to her lips, pulling on her Botton lips and pressing his rock-hard body against Maya.

He reached for his phone even though his body was still pressing up against Maya. It was impossible to take his lips away from hers. He recognized the number on the caller ID.

'Shit! I have to take this, babe," he cursed.

He jumped off her, icily. He cast a loving glance at his beautiful wife. She was still gasping for air. He walked out of his room to answer the phone call he had received.

Zion: What do you want?

Unknown: Babe, I just wanted to let you know that I'm on my way to J-City and will be arriving shortly.

Zion: Are you having a gig in J-City?

Unknown: No, I'm coming to see you, of course. I miss you, Zion.

Zion: I don't recall inviting you here, so if you're here without my invitation, you're most likely not coming to visit me. You know who you are coming to see. I am far too busy with this sort of nonsense!

Zion said that and hung up.

Meet Kelly Martins

A woman went through Archer Group International's soaring glassy matrix. She walked with grace and elegance, dressed in designer clothing and wearing a pair of designer heels. She entered the reception area and requested to be guided to President Archer's office by the receptionist. The woman at the front desk went completely still. Lord Archer set the ground rules, and it appeared that the man meant all he said at first glance. No one should ever come to his office without making an appointment. If she ever makes the mistake of allowing anyone into the building, she will be forced to resign from her position. She took a deep breath and swallowed hard as she glanced at the model before her. Although the woman was a model, she possessed an air of arrogance.

'Excuse me, ma'am; you are not permitted to enter unless you have made an appointment with President Archer's assistant."

'Is Zion in his office?" Kelly Martins was inquiring. She inquired, her scathing gaze resting on the receptionist. In fact, the receptionist was completely unaware of the fact that she swallowed hard for a moment before regaining her composure.

'Yes, he is, but you cannot go in."

'Do you happen to know who I am? I am the future Mrs. Archer. My name is Lady Archer, and I am Lord Archer's fiancee. Call his assistant, Lucas, and tell him Kelly Martins is here. What a bunch of rubbish. Once I am Mrs. Archer, I will see to it that you are fired from your position."

The woman then decided to call Lord Archer's assistant to inform him that there was a woman asking to be guided to Lord Archer's office and that he should contact the woman. After several unsuccessful attempts to contact Lucas, the lady finally gave up. It was at this point that she decided to call Lord Archer's office, and he promptly answered the phone.

Lord Archer: Hello!

Receptionist: Greetings, Sir. My sincere apologies for calling you on the phone. I attempted to contact Sir Lucas but was unable to do so due to his busy schedule. There is a lady at the front desk who goes by the name of Miss Kelly Martins who wants to meet you. I have explained that she needed to make an appointment but she insists that she is…Her breath caught in her throat, forcing her to take a deep breath and swallow hard. Taking several deep breaths, she continued. 'She is your fiancée, and she is under no obligation to schedule an appointment with you. Should I let her in, sir?

Suddenly, the page in front of him began to become hazy, and Zion's eyes began to wobble in response. The gentleman was enraged. He thought he had made himself clear last night that the woman seemed to want to disobey him. He replied to the receptionist, following a little pause.

Archer Lord: Tell her, first and foremost, that President Archer does not have a fiancée and has never had one. In fact, President Archer is a married man who has no intention of having a fiancée under any circumstances in his life. Second, inform her that I will not be able to meet with her. She should try to make an appointment with me next year, maybe. My wife has completely booked me for the foreseeable future at this point. Additionally, ensure that you inform her of everything.

That was the last thing the man said before hanging up the telephone. She couldn't believe what she had just heard from Lord Archer, and she couldn't trust her ears. Still clutching the phone, she looked away from it, her gaze shifting to the lady in front of her, who was now eating bubble gum. She was still holding the phone in disbelief. She immediately adopted a businesslike demeanor and stated,

'Please accept my apologies, Miss Kelly Martins. President Archer isn't available to meet with you today." She takes a deep breath and considers how she will convey what she has just heard on the phone. She then cleared her throat and continued, 'President Archer says he has never had a fiancé, but he is married, and there is no way in hell a married man would have a fiancée. He suggests that you make an appointment, perhaps next year. He also stated that his wife had fully booked him for the rest of his life. Please excuse me, ma'am, but you'll have to leave the building since I'm doing my hardest."

Kelly appeared to be in a daze. She had traveled all the way from M-City to J-City in order to meet Zion, but the man never once gave her the opportunity to speak with him. It has been two years since Zion's grandfather made the request for them to be married, and the man has never spoken to her once, except for phone calls or even trying to meet up with her. She even had to get his mobile number from his grandfather. Zion is widely regarded as a sex god in M-City, although he has never had any sexual relations with her, let alone meet her. Throughout Kelly's day, she was plagued by the thought that her soon-to-be husband was having sex with everyone else except her. After realizing how important it was for her to meet Zion, she decided to create a commotion. Kelly Martins has always been a diva with a flair for the dramatic. She screamed and fell to the ground, slapping her head against the floor. The classy woman who walked majestically 30 minutes ago was now replaced by a woman who looked like a dog in heat. Everyone was taken aback by her abrupt shift in demeanor as she stepped in dressed elegantly and with a dictatorial demeanor.

'You better call me Lord Archer now!" In spite of this, her ranting, like a hound in heat, went unnoticed by the person she was trying to get in touch with in the first place. Rather than that, she was hurled from the building by one of the security officers, who carried her out like a bag of potatoes.

Kelly Martins has never felt so humiliated in her entire life until now. This had to be the lowest point in her life. She couldn't believe it. Of course, she was the subject of several photographs and videos. A well-known model was rolling around on the floor, attempting to get the attention of Lord Archer. She was definitely going to make headlines the next day.