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Daddy Zane Chapter 128
***ZANE'S POV***"Michael is a son of bitch!" I grit out slamming my fist against the hard table. He was slowly destroying me and unless I could get my hands on him, he would do worse. "We need a plan," Sinner says flexing his fingers, the bones crackling in uniform. Micah has taken down my men transporting my drugs to a discrete location. I hadn't told many people, but he knew more than enough that when you deal with coke, your life can't really be that private. "And the men?" I ask, watching Reaper as he rubs his index finger on his mustache. "Two died and four are in the ICU, fighting for their lives," he muttered, his eyes showing no fear nor compassion. In our line of work, they are several things that could happen, and we know how bad it is when one man fucks up, it leads to the others' dead. "Make sure the families of those who died are taken care of, and my injured men should be given the best care possible. I will see them when they are awake," I say. Rea
Daddy Zane Chapter 129
***LONDON'S POV***I needed to convince Zane immediately. If anyone was going to face Michael, let the person be me. In irritation, Zane walks out of the room, scratching his scalp as he says, "I am not having this conversation with you, little girl," I knew I needed to give my husband some time, he needed to calm down, thus, I walked out of the room, heading to the door on the other side of the corridor. I knock and a muffled reply asks me to enter. "Hey, Micah," I call out as I slide into the semi-dark room, the only light, is the one coming from the TV. It was more of Micah using the TV for light than for sound because the volume was turned off completely. Micah's eyes meet mine and I see the tiredness in them. He stretches his arms out to me, inviting me to walk inside. I don't hesitate, and when I snuggle up like a baby in his chest, Micah grunts, and I remember his wound. "Oh my God, sorry, Micah, I didn't mean to hurt you," I say as he tightens his grasp aro
Daddy Zane Chapter 130
***LONDON'S POV***I was cleaning my gown when the sound of a door opened and then, I heard the click of the door shut closed. "We meet again," I say leaning closer to the mirror, my eyes feasting on Michael's body. He is dressed in a plain suit, with a rose on his suit pocket, and devilish dark eyes. Michael looks like he lacks sleep. I wonder when last he slept."Oh, you knew I would be here?" he asks massaging his wrist. I turn around, facing him. "Who do you think plotted this? The stain and then the bathroom?" I ask smiling at him.At once, Michael rushes to me, pinning me between the sink and his hard chest. His pungent fragrance caused me to waffle my nostrils. "Who else is here with you? Did I just walk into a fucking trap?" he asks his eyes on alert. I chuckle. The sound is a bittersweet echo of the female restroom. Slapping Mike across the chest, I say, "You aren't supposed to be in the ladies restroom,""I know. Is this some kind of plan or what?" h
Daddy Zane Chapter 131
***ZANE'S POV***It has been twenty minutes since London left to use the bathroom and I am starting to get worried. I shouldn't have let her go alone. The atmosphere of the restaurant is now dark and I notice the worn-out faces of the men sitting around me. How haven't I noticed something was wrong?Picking my phone, I dial Reaper's number and thank God, he picks up the first ring. "Get the men to the restaurant, London has gone to the bathroom and hasn't shown up till now. I want to go check on her," I say hanging up. Since Reaper, Sinner, Pierre, and Jesse were trailing us behind and had stayed on alert, they showed up in less than a minute. "Be discrete while I go to the bathroom. Reaper, you come with me," I tell him walking away. I remove the gun from my holster and facing it down, I walk towards the restroom. "Do you think this was the trap London was asking you to involve her in?" Reaper asks halfway to the women's restroom and I stand, transfixed and my ey
Daddy Zane Chapter 132
***LONDON'S POV***Twenty minutes Earlier"You can't touch me, Michael, I thought we were friends?" I ask taking a step backward. The man's hooded eyes were scary, it made me scared and with each step I took backward, I wished I hadn't come here. Michael blocks me, and using his right hand, he makes a tear into my dress as he starts fumbling with my outfit. I open my mouth to scream but he smears his lips on mine, sucking, biting, and drawing out blood.For a moment, a small scream perched in my throat, I couldn't release it, I was trapped in a bathroom with my husband's enemy. If I wasn't going to take him out, I was at least going to defend myself. Lifting my knee, I knock hard on Mike's cock and I watch how he lets go of me. This was the chance I got to escape but I was too slow. Before I knew it, Michael's large hand was grasping my hair causing me to squeal effortlessly. It didn't work, didn't man was bent on hurting me. "You need to stop, Michael, I am not here
Daddy Zane Chapter 133
***ZANE'S POV***I was pissed off, London was going to be the death of me. And it was at the peak of my anger that I saw it. The fingerprints on her goddamn neck. "Don't give me that lame excuse of this space being the ladies' restroom," I shot out as I grabbed her arm and started leading her toward the door. I was stopped by Reaper. "No one is in the stalls, Boss," he says. "As it should be. Did you think I was in here with another man? Please, stop being paranoid, husband. I am hungry," London blurts out. She is panicking, I know my wife so much to know she is hiding something from me. "I heard the mirror break, was that an accident?" I ask, my eyes trained on the pieces of glass scattered on the floor. "Yes, it was," she confirms squirming in place. I didn't utter a word, instead, I led her outside, thinking about that look she had on her face. A swollen lips like she had been kissed. Finger prints on her neck like she was being forcefully attacked whatever Lon
Daddy Zane Chapter 134
***LONDON'S POV***'Oh shit! Fucking shit! Zane isn't bluffing when he says he is going to torture answers out of me,' I think for a reason not to let him do so, but Zane is now rolling his shirt up, making sure that I know what is coming for me. "Can I use my safe word, please?" I ask trembling. "You wouldn't need a safe word if you open up to me, London. Unless... You are hiding information from me, huh?" he demanded walking behind me, prolonging my torture. I closed my eyes, bracing for the first whip, but that was the craziest part because I would know when Zane was going to strike first. "Daddy..." I murmured and then it came hard on my backside. "Ow! Fuck! Daddy Owwie!" I scream out as I start jumping on my tippy toes. Zane gave a second blow, and a third on my backside as I screamed and squealed. My hands hurt from their restraints, and whenever I tried pulling my hand from the restraints, the slash on my hand caused by the cut of the mirror made me cry harder.
Daddy Zane Chapter 135
***ZANE'S POV***The rage that tore through my body was sure going to make me lose control, thus, I needed a calm mind, I needed to be calm so that I hear what London had to say. Walking back to her, I uncuff her, helping her to the seat opposite my desk while I pace the floor. "Talk!" I order, trying hard to control my rage. "What do you want to know?" London asks. "Don't bitch with me right now, London. I wouldn't hesitate to punish you harder," I bite out. I would never give London so much punishment that she wouldn't take it, but when she had used her safe word with me, I knew I had to cut it off.Now, she just had the fear that I might punish her again. "Michael walked into the bathroom and shut the door," she states. When I wait for further information, nothing comes, thus, I get to the second phase of getting information from my wife.Questioning her. "What did the bastard do to you?" I ask. London's cries had quieted now, but she still did little quirky so
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