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Daddy Zane Chapter 42
***ZANE'S POV***I cannot believe London's last words. She believed she had drowned. As I stare at her, I find it cruelly difficult to piece the words out of my mouth to call her out of her bluff. I feel my face hitting up as I let her go and walk towards the mansion anger burning through her face. "Meet me at home in five minutes. Get some warm clothes on, I don't want you catching a cold," I tell her casually as if she just didn't day something crazy. I know I should be mad at London, I should even be hard on her, but I just can't. For real, I couldn't bring myself to punish her, she had done a lot already. I walked into the kitchen a while later, I had changed into warm outfits, and I was shocked to see London was still not at home. I want to call her out, tell her to leave the lake's side, but I know best to confront my little minx of a woman. London will be the obvious death of me. I start chopping fruits to make a fruit salad bowl, it has just the basic fruit
Daddy Zane Chapter 43
***LONDON'S POV***I watch Zane's movements as I slide out of my damp clothes. I know I had spent more time than it was necessary by the lake, and despite having almost drowned and Zane asking me to come home, I had disobeyed him, staying out there even some more. I have been a bad girl. I look at the door, thinking that I could make it out before whatever play Zane is suggesting for us goes out of hand. It wouldn't be funny at all. His back is rigid as he chooses a took from his cane rack. I think my head will combust from the heat I am feeling right now. "You don't own me, Zane," I burst out as I fiddle with the last of my clothing. Naked. That is how I am and I feel so vulnerable, starting an argument with a man who is clothed while I am standing a few weeks behind him naked. "You acted like a brat again, London," he says instead, deviating the conversation. I feel my throat tightening with fear as Zane settles his hand on a paddle. All the air seems to disapp
Daddy Zane Chapter 44
***LONDON'S POV***The room is spinning when I open my eyes. It takes me a few minutes to realize that it is not the room that is spinning. I am having a bad headache. My entire body hurts. I feel tears start prickling my eyes when I feel Zane's movement shifts. He had been leaning against the vanity, his eyes on me. "You are awake," he states the obvious making little steps towards me. I don't say anything. My body is already in a lot of pain, I can't even think of challenging Zane right now. "How do you feel? I applied a balm while you were asleep, I hope the burn in your ass isn't as bad as we think, huh?" he says staring at me as if he wasn't sure of what my reaction would be. I nod. Zane doesn't seem satisfied with that response, he sits on the bed and looks at me. "How are you feeling, little girl?" he asks his grip on my hand gently but his voice wasn't indicating anything like that. "Let go of me, Zane. I just want my brother, Micah. I wish I could be a
Daddy Zane Chapter 45
***ZANE'S POV***I know London is lying to me but I cannot prove it. She has grown a loud tendency to do that a lot.I can not afford my woman lying to me. It means she can equally trade information about me to my enemy, and pull me downward. I hate the thought of that in my own head. As I patrol the rooms on the third floor of the mansion, they seem normal to me, and I sigh, going back to my room to sulk. I spent the next three hours in my room, working on my desk on some files about the club. It doesn't stop the fact that I hear the music blazing the speakers downstairs. My men are having a party and London is in their midst. I know I can't go there and throw them out because they are being nice to the woman I was being a prick to. It is not my fault, I am used to being aggressive and not tender, but London just knows how to turn all those gentle sides of mine into mush. It kind of turns me on though, it makes my heart lunch with love. Love. That is a new one.
Daddy Zane Chapter 46
***LONDON'S POV*** I need to set my day straight. Zane says he has a meeting with his mafia brothers this morning and I know what that means for me. I have to find a way to snuggle money. I don't know how I will have fifteen thousand dollars, but I better be getting my wits to work. "You are going with me to the club," Zane says naturally, as he fastens his tie. I had taken a shower but had put on a dress. It was a yellow summer dress with spaghetti straps. My eyes fixed on Zane's face. I wasn't dressing to accompany him anywhere. "I have something to do in town today, Zane," I explain. "That's bad because I wasn't asking for your opinion about the matter. I want to see you close to me," he mutters out. "No, Zane. You are not the boss of me, I have my own life and decisions to make," I finish. Zane was putting his cufflinks on, he stopped and looked at me as if I just sputtered rubbish. "Want to come again, little girl?" he asks his voice spending menacing. I
Daddy Zane Chapter 47
***ZANE'S POV***I was in a fucking mafia meeting when I saw the videos start popping into my phone. I got confused as to why Sinner was sending me videos.It was unlike him. "Excuse me, gentlemen," I excused myself as I stood from the large table we were hosting the meeting. I made my way to the balcony and started opening the videos. One after the other, I watched how London mouthed Sinner, being excessively rude to him. I frowned as I opened several more of the shorts. I rang his phone and once he didn't pick up when I insisted, it showed me he wasn't available. But that was fucking hours ago. I had my reasons to be frightened, but before I could call, Sinner's name popped up on the bar as he started calling me. "Shit! Where is she, Sinner? I asked you to put her on the phone and since then, I haven't heard a sound from you," I blurt out. I strolled farther down the balcony, grazing my hand on the gold railings, letting the smooth metal cool down my brain. "Sh
Daddy Zane Chapter 48
***LONDON'S POV***I knew I was playing with fire but I didn't know how deep it was fucking going to burn me. With Zane, one can never know how deep it runs but right now, Michael seems to be some sort of distraction to me. His dog, Jase, is at the back and I hadn't even had the time to pet his fur with sweetness. Michael had pulled me towards the booth so that he could give feed to me. "Fuck, the chocolate eclairs are sweet, mouth warming and so delicious. I love it," I mutter as a big chocolate patch stains my nose. "I am glad that you love it," Mike says. I don't notice anything is wrong, how the fuck will I when I was having a good time with Michael? I wonder. "Why are the people outside?" one of Mike's people asks. "People?" Mike yelled as he stood. Before I could process what was going on, I watched it unfold like a movie scene. Zane fucking Vincenzo stomped into the bakery with about fifteen men in tow behind him. "Oh, Sweet Jesus," I cry out as I turn towa
Daddy Zane Chapter 49
***ZANE'S POV***I am exhausted when it comes to London. The woman makes a lot of thoughts go through my mind. As she stands in front of me, I watch her soft eyes watching me. At first, she has this fear in her eyes and when she speaks I have the urge to take a step back. "Will you strike me, Zane?" she asks her tongue tipping out and touching her lips with it. "I will never hit you, London. Never. But it wouldn't stop the fact that you wouldn't get punished," I state, making sure that she hears. London nods her head. I was frightened when I heard her shouting her lungs out that there was a snake in the shrubs, I don't ever want to lose her, but if she thinks she will slide punishment, then, she has a whole lot waiting for her. "I asked you to open the door when you hid yourself and you refused. I counted to ten and you didn't budge. Rather, you helped your boyfriend escape," I call out. "Michael is not my boyfriend, Zane," she states. "What is he to you then? I watc
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