Chapter 113

***LONDON'S POV***

It has been a week since I had that conversation with Zane at his office.

He hasn't touched me since then, I haven't offered or made any advances toward him.

But I do miss Zane a lot. I miss the way he would kiss me and make sure I was alright. That aside, I miss the hot sex we randomly had. Just thinking about it made me wet. As I blow out a gentle air out of my mouth, I look at myself.

I was alone on my bed, just like I was most of the nights when I went to bed. It is like Zane was actively avoiding me. I had a guard at each turn of the house, especially now that Zane is certain Michael and his goons are in town.

"Until it is saved, I am keeping my wife behind lock and key," he had said when I had brought it up.

Since then, the distance has really grown between us.

Huffing, I make annoying sounds with my mouth as I allow my fingers to travel down my panties. I touch needy pussy fumbling with it. When I cum, I relax with my hands on my side, slee