Rocking the devil

Third POV

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"I'm assuming that it's a yes, right?" Henry asked just to be sure.

Zayn brought down the glass from his lips and placed it on the table, he stared back at Henry with an expressionless face.

Henry had done so much for him in the past, and he felt like he owed him. This wasn't a matter of choice, it was about loyalty and gratitude.

"Alright, fine! I will keep an eye on her every move. If my boys suspect anything suspicious then I will make sure to inform you about it."

Henry let out the breath he never knew he was holding. "Thank you"

Zayn was about to reply when the door to the room slammed open, and four women dressed in lacy, revealing lingerie burst in. Each woman held a bottle of champagne, their eyes glinting with desire as they looked at the two men.

Meanwhile, Henry spared none of them a glance, he was lost deep in thought.

As they approached, the women's steps were sickenly seductive, their hips swaying with each step. They placed the bottles of champagne