Book 495: Zane

Intro: He had danced with her at the charity ball to spite her and she knew it.

She knew the games he was playing and lord knows she was ready to dance to his tune of it means she got a taste of his cock.

Celine's P.O.V.

I march into the lobby of the building and approach the smiling young man at the front desk.

In my best smiling face and sweet filled voice, I whisper politely, “Hi my name is Celine Mathews , and I’m here to see Mr Zane"I say.

“Yes, Ms. Mathews . You can go right up. Mr. Zane has been expecting you.”

He gestures to the elevator bank. His smile never wavers, even when I narrow my eyes at him.

I turn and walk stiffly to the elevators. The fortieth floor is already selected. The elevator doesn’t go higher. On the ride up, I pace inside like a caged animal, imagining every nasty thing I’m going to say to Zane.

When the elevator doors open, he’s standing right there, barefoot, in jeans and a black T-shirt, breathtakingly handsome and smirking and He was looking at his w