Chapter 53

***ZANE'S POV***

I rode to the club anger puffing throw my ears, I had to kick myself to focus on the road, but as I walked into the club, my men knew what was up.

Reaper joins me in my office.

"Boss!" he calls out as I sit on the chair and he closes the door behind me.

I pour half a glass of whiskey and down everything down in one gulp.

"London is a liar. I confronted her, can you fucking believe she was going to run? Something she never does and when I tell her about the money, she tries dodging to the door. Bundles of money fall from her body," I explain.

I pour another glass of whiskey but I swirl the amber liquid, watching it move from side to side, too fucking weak to drink it.

"That's dangerous, isn't it? Tell me you didn't kill her, boss," Reaper said his eyes widening.

"Hell no! She is alive. At least, that was how I left her at home, alive and untouched," I say.

I wasn't going to count the few spankings she received on her round soft bottom. She deserves