Forbidden Heat novel Chapter 164

“Natalia never seduced me. I did. So, open your eyes, Francesca. It’s time for you to administer my punishment,” Zak said with a dark sadistic grin before he grabbed his mother’s hand that was holding the whip.

“No! Let go. Please! Zak!” Madame Francesca screamed as she struggled against his grip.

I was in shock as I quickly pulled my panties back up and let down my skirt to its proper position. What is Zak planning to do? He’s not going to…

“Zak, stop! Please!” I cried out in panic as I approached him.

“Stay back,” Zak said calmly as he smiled sadly at me.

“Count with me, Francesca. Are you ready?” Zak sneered at his mother as he took her wrist and swung her arm up along with the movement of his own.

“No! Stop…Zak!” Madame Francesca cried out loud and I could see tears staining her face. It was a sad and pitiable sight.

“One…Two…Three…” Zak started counting loudly.

Each count matched with the whip flogging down onto his own beautiful skin as his arm controlled his mother’s arm to deliver her punishment onto him, blow after blow. I cried uncontrollably as I hugged Zak’s other arm and begged for him to stop.

With each hit, I felt my heart burn up in pain. Seeing Zak get hurt was so much more painful than getting hurt myself. Those twenty lashes lasted forever. When he was done there was blood where he stood, and I almost fainted on the spot. Throughout it all Zak never made a sound beside his constant counting, and he didn’t cry. It was the first time that I realized that I had never seen Zak cry.

By the time he was done, Madame Francesca had completely loss her sanity. She was crying non-stop and wailing non-coherent sounds at the top of her lungs. It must have been a shock to her to see her precious son get so injured and at her own hand. She crumbled to the floor on her hands and knees as she continued to cry her eyes out.

“Family members must be protected no matter what. I’ll always protect Natalia. She’s a family member to me more than anyone else could ever be,” Zak said slowly as he crouched down close to his mother.

“Zak…” I whispered his name softly as his firm words reached my heart.

“A rotten apple never falls far from its tree, isn’t that what you said? Well, we’re the real crazy ones here, Francesca. You…and me,” Zak said before laughing madly in his mother face.

I have never seen Zak like this before. It was like, this man standing in front me was much older, more mature, and much darker. He seemed so…dangerous.

Taking my hand in his a little roughly, Zak led me out of the building while he was still stark naked. I worried endlessly about his wounds although he didn’t seem to pay them any attention. We walked through the thin forest behind his mansion and soon we were in his mansion and in his room. I cried silently all the way until we reached our destination.

“We should call the doctor. You’re injured…you’re bleeding…” I managed to say in between my wrecking sobs.

“Don’t worry about me and worry about yourself more,” Zak replied in a cold and deep voice. He didn’t sound like himself at all, and it was scaring me.

“How did you know?” I asked.

“I haven’t missed any of them…no matter how small or faded. All the marks on your body,” Zak replied flatly.

Zak has always been watching me and thinking about me. I bit my lips as tears continued to fall from my eyes. Now, Zak is hurt because of me…

His body is hurt and the relationship between Zak and his mother is damaged. This is all because of me.

“Show me,” Zak ordered bluntly as he pulled my body towards him by the waist.

“Show you…?” I began asking in confusion but his hands working roughly to remove my clothes gave me the answer that I needed.

“Show me…your body,” Zak commanded, more precisely this time.