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Daddy Zane Chapter 115
***LONDON'S POV***I walked behind Micah as he slipped into his room his eyes glossed as he wiped his hand over his face. "What happened?" I ask staring at him like he is crazy. "You aren't supposed to be here and you know it, Zane will be mad. "How about you stop being a bitch and just answer me?" I shot back, my eyes on Micah's own, challenging him. He puffs out silently and slides into his bed, not caring to take his shoes off. "Zane is planning on going on a rampage to try to take Michael down. I opted to help and he cast me out," he explains. I know that must have bruised his ego, and I might also have heard a little much, but hearing it from my brother, my eyes widened in shock. "Of course, you aren't going, not with your side being damaged," I explain rolling my eyes. Micah has this shocked expression on his face as he stares at me. "What?" I bark out. "You didn't seriously say that, did you? Is it because Zane is your husband?" he asks angrily. "No, it is
Daddy Zane Chapter 116
***ZANE'S POV***I had heard the commotions coming from Micah's room on my way to my bedroom and I had to make a stop, what I hadn't expected was to see London on the floor. As I stared him down, London was whimpering in pain beside me. Her fucking brother had laid hands on her, I have the urge to bruise him more than I have done. "London, I asked you to go downstairs and get a bag of ice on your face, I don't want you ending up with a black eye," I say holding her at arm's length. "No, not when you haven't told me about the money Micah is talking about," she spits out. Anger spoils down my body, I have the urge to pull her by the hair and walk out of this room, but she seemed too invested to hear more."Yes, Zane, why don't you tell her," Micah prompts. Flexing my hands into fists and relaxing them, I had the urge to dig my fist into the man's jaw, he was so annoying. "Get a grasp of yourself," Caleb says as I turn to face him. Breathing through my nostrils, I
Daddy Zane Chapter 117
***ZANE'S POV***I watch how London presses her face to the pillow and bites through the fabric. She pushes her buttocks upward and looks back over her shoulders. These pretty blue/green eyes flash at me and I shake my head. "Fifteen strokes, you count," I order as I press down on her waist. SMACK!"Ahh! Ha! Argh!" London cries out as she fidgets. I don't let her go, I keep my hand firmly on her waist, waiting for her to count. "One," her little voice comes through. I kept landing the next blows, not caring if she counted or not, I stopped at ten and London's face was splotched red as she sniffed and begged for me to stop. Slipping two fingers between London's fold, I notice how wet she is. "You are dripping, London, this is supposed to be a punishment," I call out to her. She whimpers and hides her face beneath the pillow. "I can't control my body, Daddy. Sorry," she says. I slip out of my trousers and position my dick behind her entrance. "Tell Daddy what
Daddy Zane Chapter 118
***LONDON'S POV***Tonight is the night everything ends, Zane is making a deal about taking down Michael and I know he has it all figured out. As I twirl my pasta and put it in my mouth, I moan, the flavor bursting in my mouth. Zane's men were in position and Zane was about to leave the house. "You keep doing that and I will give you a good reason to moan," Zane says and I chuckle. The last few days have been very tense. Zane is extra careful with the things he says, in case he has a snitch in his house. "Sorry, Daddy," I choke out playfully. The men in the house were minding their business, while two were outside, three were inside, guarding the perimeters. "Do you want a slice of my chicken?" I ask holding the fork out at Zane. Rolling his eyes, he walks towards me and bites off the meat. "Delicious," he says, his eyes on mine. "You cooked it, Chef," I tease giggling in a naughty way. "Of course I did. My little girl and my baby deserve the best," he says slip
Daddy Zane Chapter 119
***LONDON'S POV***Running towards my room, I don't see the man coming to my right and he bumps into me, knocking the air out of my lungs. Closing my eyes, I try to kick the man out of me, but he presses my neck, squeezing it just the right amount, choking me out. "Stop! Please stop!" I beg, blood shooting behind my eyes. When I thought I was seeing stars, I heard a gun cock and I close my eyes, ready to die. One gunshot and liquid splashes on my face, when I scream, I open my eyes to see that my assailant's head has been blown off. "No, Fuck!" I cry out as his lumpy body falls to the side. His brain matters are on the floor and the gory detail is engraved on my head. I start crying, falling into a panic attack. "You killed him," a dark voice calls out angrily, pushing aside the man who still has the gun in his hand. "He was going to rape the girl. Get her up, we need to leave," he barks out. When I blink, that when when I discover I know the man. "Paolo," m
Daddy Zane Chapter 120
***ZANE'S POV***"You think they know we are supposed to be here?" I ask my brows pulling upward as I stare at Sinner. "I don't think they know, unless we have a spy in our mist, which makes it dangerous because he is going to die," he blurts out, flexing his hands in and out as he plays around his holster. I nod at his reflection on the windshield, relaxing gently.We finish the rest of the way to Aloha district, since Rio has come back to his city, his men will be meeting up with us, trying to trap Michael down. "This is the end game," I mutter out, baring my teeth at my men. "Yes, he would know who he is messing around with. The fucker picked the wrong family to fuck over," he mutters and I nod, my head bobbling in and out. As we pull a mile before the port of business, we go down from our cars, and start the walk down to trap the men. The men from Rio meet us and their leader Carlos walks over to greet me. "What is the situation like?" he demands his eyes perusi
Daddy Zane Chapter 121
***LONDON'S POV***A FEW HOURS EARLIERI keep hitting the vase on Paolo's head, making sure to smash his skull.When a gurgling sound comes up from his strangled throat, I stare at him straight in the eyes, my anger blinded by the fact that he threatened me and my baby. No mother should experience the fear that I did because it makes me hurt, more than they can ever expect. "You should rut in hell, Paolo," I bark out as I look at him in the eyes. "Michael Logan would get to you when he knows I am dead," he speaks out and I tremble. When Paolo notices his words have cut into me like a wounded animal, he smiles, blood painted in his mouth and his teeth flashing out. The sound of a gun going off and a scream pierces the air and I widen my eyes in shock. Using that as an opportunity to get me off his body, Paolo turns around and pins me to the ground. "You bitch," he screams as he whacks me with his hand. For a moment, I thought I would be deaf with how faint everythin
Daddy Zane Chapter 122
***ZANE'S POV***Reaper does a good job driving through the Aloha district to Lake Side City.My men are with me and I am more than annoyed. Tricking us to go to the port thinking that Michael would be there was the silliest thing I have done. My head hurts but more, it's the fact that London had come face to face with danger. "I should have been there," I say as I stare forward, staring into space. Reaper grunts and I know it is affecting him too. My chest hurts so much I think I might need medicals. "Should we stop at the hospital, boss? You look uncomfortable," Reaper says turning his head back to the road, focusing his attention on it. "No, just get me home. I need to be with London right now," I say sighing "He is whipped," Sinner mutters under his breath and Reaper chuckles. "Assholes," I mused. There is no feeling like a man whose wife is under the attack of men who are sent to hurt her and he is trapped because of distance. We should have taken the h
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