Bitter AFTERTASTE Silent Scream

Zac Smith(ML)

"What did you say?!"

Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)

"I said kneel and eat that cake!"

Zac Smith(ML)

"You're telling me to kneel?" I laugh humorlessly. "You're in no position to order me around. I might scoop you up and throw you out of my house!"

Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)

I gulp, aware of Zac's ruthless nature.

Zac Smith(ML)

"Why are you silent now? Meatass square?" I grit my teeth.

Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)

My eyes widen. "Don't call me that again

Zac Smith(ML)

"Finally, you know your place! Don't forget you work in my company."

Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)

"But I am your—"

Zac Smith(ML)

"Name only," my veins bulge with anger.

Emma comes downstairs, running.

Emma Smith(ML's Sis)

"What happened? Please stop; I'm studying."

Zac Smith(ML)

My eyes soften slightly as I look at Emma. "I'm sorry, Em."

Emma Smith(ML's Sis)

"Zac, you're too loud, always shouting at her. Please don't do that again." Her voice is soft

Zac's POV: Emma is my heart; if she commands me to do anything, I'd do it, even burn the world down.

Zac Smith(ML)

"Fine, when you say I stop. But know this: I can give you everything except the moon and stars. And the fact that I don't love that bratty woman—don't pressure me on that." I point towards Ayesha, who looks at me, crossing her arms.

Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)

"Don't use that type of language." I come closer to Zac, my anklets making a drizzling sound

Zac's POV: That noise again; I don't like it. In her country, do women follow men, making noises?

Zac Smith(ML)

"Annoying."

Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)

"What?"

Emma Smith(ML's Sis)

"Ahem... I'm going to study in my room. Continue, just don't shout."

Emma goes to her room and closes the door.

Emma Smith(ML's Sis)

I mutter, "Zac doesn't know about Indian women; she might throw a sandal at him..." I laugh silently.

Downstairs, Zac's POV: Annoying, annoying, and annoying. Too much sound; I don't like it. I don't like her; I hate her, probably every day and in the future.

Zac Smith(ML)

"Clean that up, and don't make me mad with your lost tongue."

Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)

"You—"

Ayesha's POV: That brat is already gone; it's so hard for me to stay with him. But alas, I can't go to my country; what would my maa tell me? And the neighbors... sometimes they come to bother me, even when I'm not in a good mood. My maa has to live; if I don't get her money, how can she live properly? My eyes glisten slightly.I am her only child.

Zac's POV: I closed my door angrily with a loud thud. Yes, we're living in separate rooms. Even now, after one year, I can't stand her. I look at my room;

Zac Smith(ML)

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