All Chapters of Daddy Zane: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

***ZANE'S POV***I feel London's body push against mine the next morning as she fights to release my hold from her body. "Don't fight me," I grunt out as I tighten my embrace. "I need to use the bathroom, please," she begs. Sighing, I reluctantly let go of London while I lay done recapping every moment we had together. We had sex. Fuck it, that was more than lovemaking because as I wanted to be ball deep inside my wife, that is how she wanted it too. London slides out of the bathroom a few minutes later, her face visibly pale. "What time is it?" she asks as she stares at me. "I don't know..." I look at the clock beside the bed stand and return to look at London. "Ten a.m. I didn't know we had somewhere to be," I say pushing myself out of the bed. "No, not you... I don't have much time left. What have we done?" London asks. She pushes her hand over her head as she falls to the ground, crying out for her life. I feel sad for her, she looks lost, and I wonder if

***LONDON'S POV***Four a.m.Something stirs me awake and when I flash my eyes open, I notice Zane hasn't come home yet.It has been a busy day at the mansion, Casey had encouraged us to do crazy activities that were fun but also draining. I look around at the time and snap my head upwards when I hear the rain droplets in the shower. "Daddy?" I call out and slip out of bed as I walk towards the bathroom. I see the blood trails and when I snap my head to the pile of clothes by the door, I stop in my tracks. Blood. I look through the glass frame where Zane's large body is leaning across and a pained scream escapes my lips. "Oh my God, Zane!" I call out and rush to the door, sliding it and walking into the warm pool of water gushing out of the spray. Zane opens his eyes for the first time, alerted at first, but his stance resolves when he notices I am the one. "Are you hurt?" I question crying out as I drag my arm around her body, trying to feel if he is hurt. Zan

***ZANE'S POV***I remove my hand from London's neck and take a step backward. The woman will make me go crazy before she lets go of me. "I didn't want you to know. Yet," I explain looking away.London looks hurt, her eyes searching my face, I don't know what she is expecting to find out. "That shouldn't have happened to Sinner," I say staring away. "I wouldn't ask you to explain to me what we are facing but it seems like being married to you makes me a target too," London says. "No! You can't say that, London. I will protect you," I let out."Just like you did for Sinner?" she taunted. My eyes darkened as they searched her face, I wanted to tell her to stop, but she knew what buttons to press. "I promise," I say. "You left this morning and didn't even tell me you were coming out here. For a moment, I wondered if it was actually your bloody clothes I saw last night," London mutters her eyes searching the floor. She had a shallow pink tinted across her f

***LONDON'S POV***"Come on, Sinner, you have to get well soon so that you can be present at your own welcome home party," I tell him jokingly as I peer into his face. He has a day stubble on his face and looks to be in pain. Although strong men like Sinner will never admit to being hurt, the pain flashes visibly across their faces and also their features. "Thank you, London, I can't be any more appreciative," he says groaning. A knock on the door makes my head snap there. Two men in suits stroll in, one having a baseball hat. They all look good. "The boss asked us to take his wife home," The one slightly tall says, looking at me. "Isn't it a bit early since Zane left? what? About fifteen minutes?" I ask, shock evident in my voice. Reaper replies to me. "They might have been around when the Boss called. I trust you both to take London home," Reaper says his eyes on theirs as he tries to figure out something. Downstairs, I slide into the car and Reaper stares at the men a while

***LONDON'S POV***Fear grips through my body when I discover that Michael isn't here to save me. No, he is here to hurt me, and I dread it. “Why? Tell me why you are hurting me, Michael. “Because I hate your entire family. They killed my father, made him act like a fool before ditching him out. You don't do that to people who swore their lives to you,” Mike says anger flirting in his eyes. “No, this must be a misunderstanding, let me go,” I beg, hoping that he listens. A cruel laughter escapes from the bastard's lips as he paces the floor. “You think so, London? The Vincenzos ruined my life, there is nothing they can do that will redeem themselves before me,” he blurts out anger flashing behind his eyes. I knew then that Michael had never cared about me, I was only a pawn in his hate game between me and the Vincenzos. Thinking about it made my blood boil. “You know Zane will kill you, right?” I ask my brows quirking painfully upward. “Shut up!” Mike says slapping me hard