Chapter 103

***ZANE'S POV***

I zone out of the room, everything seems dark and void. The only sounds I hear are of men yelling and orders backing out orders.

I only think of one person, one pretty face. London. Blonde hair, bright green eyes, and a small button nose. How perfect could my wife be?

Now, she is not here. What fucking game is Michael Logan playing with me? He doesn't even know the things I can do to him. No, the things I would do to the fucker.

He will wish he were dead because I sure will fuck him properly.

Is London alright? And my baby? I feel hot tears burn my eyes and a few rogue ones escape. I can't help but worry about London's safety.

“Zane? Come on man, open your eyes,” I hear someone call out.

“Grab me a good damn bottle of water, Alexander. Rio put the kids on one side, I will blow their heads off their necks if anything happened to my brother,” I hear a familiar voice say.

I am still not focused, it becomes very unclear and the next thing, cold water is