To All My Lovely Bad Boys

"I own you," he says. I look at him crossing my arms. "You own nothing Malik," I scream. He pushes me against the wall, holding my hands tight. Shit. I'm trapped. He smirks at me, "I own you. don't forget it." 18 year old Blaire Dove is a badass girl. A bad history and a mysterious man bring her and 21 year old Zayn Malik. When these two evil masterminds meet it could mean the end of the world. But for who? 14+ ©2014


9. chapter 8

I soon reach Manhattan and look for the address. When I do find it, the building itself screams FBI.

The logo was enough to see from a mile away.

I shrug my shoulders as I head inside.

The woman at the front desk was a tall women who appeared to be in her mid 30s. Her stockings were ruffled and her pleaded skirt in perfect alinement.

She smiled at me, "do you have an appointment?" She asks.

I pull the gun out of my holster, "I wish to speak with Zayn Malik." I say, the gun aimed at the women's heart.

"R-right away."

She pressed a few buttons and soon a 21 year old boy appeared in front of me. The same boy that was in the picture that Chad showed me.

He smiled, a sweet, yet wicked smile, "It's nice to finally meet you in person... Blaire."

I clenched my fists, "I wish I could say the same thing about you... Zayn."

He stayed expressionless even though the gun was aimed at his heart, "why ever not?" He asked.

I grit my teeth, "because we travel in similar circles... Too similar for my liking. I have reason to believe that you are the one spreading rumors about me and even if you aren't you still believe that I work for the communists," I spat in disgust, "that is an offensive and absurd actuation!"

He thought for a moment, "while I am not the one spreading the rumors I do have to admit that my informers have told me you work for the communists," paused chuckling, "is that untrue?"

"Very much so."

He frowns, "I see, why don't you and I have a little chat in my office?"

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