CHAPTER THREE

Rosetta's pov

My blood ran cold as I kept staring at Zayn.

I hated him with every fiber of my being and his presence just made me angrier.

Some of his men approached me and I took a defensive stance as they approached me at the same time, decking a few punches. I was able to land some but it was just on two of his men, it was tiring to fight against men twice my size but I didn't give up, I had to show these men who they were dealing with.

"Tsk tsk, such a pity a woman of your caliber lacks everything to be great, you are such a weakling and it's time you realize that" I heard Zayn say and I grew even angrier.  Just because he terrified me did not mean I should take all the insult and humiliation he was dishing my way

Another of his men tried to kick me in the guts but I caught his ankles and twisted it as far as my strength could let me.

"I can't have you show off powers you don't have," Zayn said, staring down at me like he didn't have time to engage me in conversation.

"I don't know what it is you are trying to do but don't test me," I said, forcing out each word from my mouth, having him around felt like punishment, reminded me of the past and the air and story around it was not friendly.

The stupid old hag, Zayn had killed my parents, shot my father in the eye, and raped my mother till she died. I hated him and I hated that I stayed under him.

He knew I despised him and yet he taunted me with it every chance he got showing me just how weak I was.

"Take her and lock her up," he said to the rest of his men who stood there watching it.

Five huge men came around me and lifted me into the air like I weighed nothing. The party guests just stood there staring, I could see no form of sadness in Bruce's eyes and there was clear happiness in Nora's eyes.

"You shall pay for this!" I yelled out to no particular person as I was dragged out of the wedding hall and vicinity. I stared at the sky for a brief moment before I got shoved into the back of a van, couldn't tell what happened but the next time my eyes opened I was in an unfamiliar office with my hands locked behind my back. I was on my knees and they were hurting like crazy.

"What the fuck is going on!" I yelled out loud and a chair turned to face me, it was Zayn and he had a mischievous look on his face.

"I should have taped your mouth shut!" He said with a grin on his face and I immediately felt the need to throw up. It hadn't been ten hours since I got out of jail and here I was in another trouble, maybe I wasn't strong enough, I wasn't ready to be in the real world, and I surely was not tough enough to lead my father's men.

Shame washed over me and Zayn could see it because his eyes glowed with satisfaction and I knew then just what he was trying to do.

Humiliate me.

"You look better when defeated," he said and I frowned, I tried not to do too much because I was in his territory and anything I did wrongly could cost me my life.

I remained silent and let him do all the talking, he wasn't satisfied with my silence cause he got up from his seat and came towards me and the whole time he stood in front of me all I thought about was sticking my fingers into his eye socket.

"You are very pretty up close," he said and I tried to turn my face away from him but he grabbed me by my cheeks preventing me from doing that.

"Don't look away from me I need to enjoy the look of defeat in your eyes, I know you have realized just how powerless you are in here, and that is why you are being a good girl, I commend you for being smart but that is not going to help you in here?" he said and I looked him dead in the eye and was about to speak when the doors burst open.

"Who the hell dares to…?" He asked one of his men who entered the office.

"There is someone here to see you, he said it's important and that Asher sent him"

"Asher?" Zayn asked and for a brief second I saw fear come across his face and I wondered just who the man they spoke of was.

"Well if he was sent by Asher let him in, we can't possibly delay him further can we? The sooner he's done here the better" Zayn said going back to take his seat while my eyes remained focused on the door to see the said visitor.

After a minute a man walked in with a briefcase and I recognized him immediately, it was Duncan, my underboss. Duncan was the side guy, always everywhere around my father before he died. Duncan stood by my side even after Zayn took me in, we saw frequently and he visited me in prison too. What was he doing here? And who was Asher?

He didn't say much, didn't offer me a glance, and went straight to placing the briefcase he carried on the table, he opened it and my mouth hung open, it contained a whole lot of cash.

"What is this about?" Zayn asked, he looked interested in the money and he even salivated a bit over it.

"From the orders of Asher, this money be given to you on the release of Rosetta, Asher's bride."

What.

"What?" Zayn and I both said but mine was under my breath, what did he mean by Asher's bride?

"B-bride? We haven't heard anything about Asher taking a bride and def-"

"Are you defying his order?" Duncan asked, sounding bored.

"No! Wouldn't try it"

It was interesting how obvious it was that Zayn was scared of this so-called Asher.

"Release her at once!" Duncan ordered.