***ZANE'S POV***London is going to be the fucking death of me, I am not going to lie, as I watch her pet Fox, I relax a little, knowing that the guard dog loves her. "Good girl, Fox. I have a chicken wing I couldn't finish, do you want some?" London asks. The dog nods as if understanding her. With hopeful eyes, London turns towards me, staring at me expectantly. "Daddy, can I... Give my last piece of meat to Fox?" she asks. "Only this once, and you are not to feed the dog without me supervising, okay?" I ask making sure she knows how serious I am. "Yes, Sir," she replies. I stop her, pinching her chin with my forefinger and thumb, she looks at me, her bright eyes on me. "Not Sir, I prefer Daddy," I tell her groaning. "Yes, Sir... Daddy," she giggles laughing out as she runs into the house. I know she is trying to lighten the mood between us, and I want that as well, but it just feels weird, considering I caused her so much pain. I think I need to get m
***ZANE'S POV***Carrying my hunting tools, I walk out of the woods, mad that I didn't have any luck in hunting any meat today. Well, at least, I had to go on a hunt and so far, it was good. Frowning, I stop dead in my tracks when a barking Fox sees me. He doesn't pounce, but he keeps barking out like I was an enemy. "Sit, Fox!" I order, but he kicks against it. I just know something has gone wrong while I wasn't at home. It got me mad and removing the chain leash I had brought with me for him, I sealed it on his neck. Alcohol. This place reeks of alcohol. Looking down, I sit the kernel with brown liquid in it. Another one had leftover bones with meat on it. I knew who had done that just at first glance. This dog would have killed me cleanly if he didn't know me, he is probably too high to see clearly. Attaching the leash to a sturdy tree trunk, I head to the house using the kitchen. The entire house was dirty, and my senses were picking up on me, making me a
***LONDON'S POV***The feeling of going back to the house made me feel good, but when Zane headed towards the airport and I saw the private jet waiting for us at the end, I looked at him, shock evident on my face. "The honeymoon isn't over, Zane, and I was enjoying Montana," I tell him smoothly. "I know right, but I think a change in air will make you feel good. Besides, you have a prominent threat here in Montana. It is about time we left," he explains. I think about the incident with Michael Logan, and also, the cyberpunk that wanted a piece of me. I cringe at my nose, still looking at Zane. He moves his hand to my thigh, his left hand on the steering. He squeezes me gently, letting me know that he is here, and I appreciate that a lot. It makes me feel warm. "Zane!" I call out to him. "Yes, Love," he replies. Zane calling me the most seductive pet names makes me blush because I know that he means it more than anything. Whatever comes out of his mouth is
***LONDON'S POV***Oh My God! Oh My fucking God, this house was massive.I can't even wrap my head around the fact that I was in Italy, and now, I was at the Vincenzos chapter. Their women, look ready to kill. As the ladies push me towards the kitchen, I see a petite blonde, her hair fairer than it could be possible. When she noticed me, a huge smile spread across her face. "London? Or you are awake," she greets warmly as she walks towards me, wrapping her arms around my shoulders, and kissing my cheeks. I squeeze back warmly, not knowing how else I am supposed to react. "Nice to meet you, Casey," I mutter. *For the next hour, I enjoyed my time with the girls, Mia, Casey, and Cecily. They made sure I was fed, and the pasta they served me was the chef's kiss, tasty, and the cheese... I wanted more at the end of it. "We need to stay as busy as possible, ladies, I believe the men will have more than an hour of meeting. I suggest we go clubbing," Mia suggests. I star
***ZANE'S POV***"Thirty-four million dollars worth of drug to be shipped in from Dallas on Sunday. We have approximately two days to prepare for it," Don Rio says, checking on the board meeting. It has been six hours and we have been stuck in this board meeting. The mighty Vincenzo men all looking at their spreadsheets, and then, back at me."That is a shitload that has to be controlled, but what I want to know is who is controlling the arrivals?" Don Alex asks. He is the one with dark short curls, the literal baby of the Vincenzo family. They are all my cousins, but we are more blood brothers and close. We are business associates as well. "Russell. He says four of his men are working on it. I know it is about time I asked Reaper and Caleb to join me here. Considering Caleb has a family and wouldn't be a good bait, I send a message to bring Sinner along with him. The rest of my men will control the club while they are here with me. "By tomorrow morning,
***ZANE'S POV***The following morning at noon, I was already tired of this hospital. After returning from the laboratory where a list of tests were conducted on me, I was brought back to my ward to wait for my results. "Where is London?" I asked Russell as he entered the room, handing me a cup of coffee. "Whiskey will do just fine," I grimaced. "Well, you are on drugs and must be careful then," he warned playfully, shuffling the paper cup and lifting it to my mouth. When I took a sip, I looked up at him, waiting for a reply to my answer. "Your wife was sent home to rest. The women will take care of her," Russell says. "The last time they were put in charge, they ended up in a club and men saw them as a free ride. Let's not forget the fact that I am in a hospital because of that act," I blurt out flaring my nostrils. "Calm down, brother. I got guards watching them, and they are not to go anywhere without any of the men knowing. Casey knows better than to cross the
***LONDON'S POV***I don't know why I freak out but when I know all about the details that happened back in Montana and how our honeymoon was cut abruptly because of the little decisions I made, I breathe in hard, catching myself just in time to open the door and peep outside. A maid was there with a trolley of food, I didn't want her inside the bedroom so, I took it from her, a polite thank you for leaving my lips. Zane helped me to bring the trays onto the bed and I tried hard to ignore the electric sensation my body filled whenever our bodies made contact. "London, I didn't mean it like that, I am sorry," Zane blurts out. "We should just eat, okay? Let us forget about this, I am famished, and you need to rest," I murmur, fidgeting like a fool. Zane just nods his head and slides across from me, the chair separating us. He snickers a little before grabbing me by the waist and bringing me farther. "I want the toast and hams, please," I murmur, a polite smile cros
***LONDON'S POV***"London, you can talk to us okay? We promise not to tell Zane," Casey says, her voice shaking a little. I know I have to trust her with whatever happens, this shouldn't go to Zane's ears. But then, I barely know them, but I think I can trust them enough to get this off my chest. "I just saw the man that stalked me back at Montana. He was going to make me leave Zane. I guess that is partially why Zane thought coming to Sicily was a good break from that lifestyle. How he even knew I was here, and how he got in..." I trail my words. I was in total shock. For heaven's sake, what was Michael Logan thinking following me here? Zane wouldn't even hesitate to take him down even one bit. I had seen him there when I had gone to get water for Zane. He had used his index fingers and middle finger to point his eyes with them, then, he had pushed the fingers in my direction. That was a sign that he was watching me. What did Michael want from me? Damn i