FAZER LOGINChapter 167: Olive's POVThe club was loud, so loud I could feel the bass drumming through my entire body, the music vibrating in my chest as Paloma led us through the masses of bodies packed so tightly together I had to turn sideways just to squeeze through, while Brenda screamed behind us, singing along to some new Doja Cat single at the top of her lungs like she was auditioning for a concert.We finally made it to the VIP lounge and the second we stepped past the velvet rope, everything changed, suddenly we were surrounded by leather couches and marble tables and lighting that actually let you see people's faces instead of just shadowy shapes moving in the dark, the whole space screaming luxury in a way that made me feel simultaneously out of place and oddly thrilled."Oh my god, how the hell did you get access to a place like this?" Brenda screamed, her eyes wide as she took in the VIP section with its elevated view of the entire club below us, the regular crowd looking like ants
Chapter 166: Cole's POVSophia shook her head. "He doesn't tell me anything anymore. But I see the way he looks at her. The way he acts around her. It's..." She paused, searching for the right word. "It's obsessive. Unhealthy. Like she's the only thing that matters and everything else—including his family—is just background noise."This was useful information, confirmation of what I'd already suspected but hearing it from someone who knew Zane intimately made it more real, more concerning."What do you know about Olive's past?" Sophia asked suddenly, turning to face me fully. "You dated her for years. You must know things about her that could be useful. Things that might make Zane see her for what she really is."I took a long drink of my wine, considering how much to reveal."I know she's manipulative," I said carefully. "I know she has this way of making men think they're rescuing her when really she's the one controlling everything. I know she acts innocent and vulnerable but she's
Cha)tgpter165: Cole's POVSophia showed up exactly twenty-three minutes after her phone call, which was faster than I'd expected but not surprising given how angry she'd sounded.I'd used those twenty-three minutes to make myself look appropriately concerned and sympathetic—changing out of the sweatpants I'd been wallowing in and into jeans and a fitted t-shirt, running my hands through my hair to look casually attractive instead of like I'd been drinking alone in the dark, and clearing away the whiskey bottle so it didn't look like I had a problem even though we both knew I did.When I opened the door, Sophia practically stormed inside without waiting for an invitation, her heels clicking sharply against my hardwood floors in a way that made it clear she was furious and looking for someone to unleash that fury on.She was wearing one of those power suits she favored for work—perfectly tailored, obscenely expensive, designed to make everyone around her feel inferior—but her normally
Chapter 164: Cole's POVWilliam chuckled, low and knowing. "Smart boy. There's always a catch, isn't there? The catch is that I need something from you in return. Something that benefits both of us.""Which is?""Information about my son's relationship with Olive Monroe," William said. "I need to know what he's planning, what he's told her, how serious their relationship actually is. And I need someone close to the situation who can provide me with regular updates about their interactions."My jaw clenched because the last thing I wanted was to be anyone's spy, to reduce myself to following Olive and Zane around and reporting back like some pathetic private investigator.But the alternative was staying exactly where I was, broke, disgraced, and watching from the sidelines as Zane took everything that should have been mine."I'm dating Sophia," I said slowly. "Your daughter. That puts me in a position to observe quite a bit of what's happening in your family.""Exactly why I'm calling
Chapter 163: Cole's POVThe whiskey burned going down but not nearly as much as my pride, which had been thoroughly incinerated over the past few weeks in ways that still made my hands shake with rage whenever I thought about it for too long.I sat alone in my apartment, the expensive downtown loft that I'd leased specifically because it screamed success and made other people envious when they visited, staring at the wall where I used to have my Quantum AI partnership announcement framed like some kind of trophy, before I'd smashed it against the floor in a fit of rage that had left glass embedded in my carpet for days.The apartment was dark except for the city lights filtering through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and I preferred it that way because the darkness matched the absolute fury that had been building in my chest for weeks now, ever since everything I'd worked for had been systematically stripped away from me piece by fucking piece.First the Quantum AI deal—the biggest opp
Chapter 162: Olive's POV"I—thank you, Olive," she whispered, standing up on shaky legs as a small smile tugged at her lips.She walked to the front of the room where the presentation screen was set up, and I could see her hands trembling slightly as she pulled up our slides.But when she started speaking, her voice was steady and confident in a way that surprised even me."Good afternoon, everyone. Today I'll be presenting our strategic approach for Antonio Mercer's Quantum AI campaign partnership."She clicked to the first slide, and I watched as Antonio leaned forward slightly, his full attention now on Jessica in a way that made her pause for just a second before continuing."Our research indicates that Antonio Mercer's brand identity aligns perfectly with Quantum AI's mission to merge athletic excellence with technological innovation," Jessica continued, her confidence growing with each word. "We've developed a three-phase rollout strategy that positions Antonio as the face of ne
Chapter 57: Zane's POVI was halfway to the elevator when I heard it.The explosion.Not literal—though that might've been quieter. This was worse. This was my father's voice, raised to a volume I hadn't heard in years, echoing through the hallway even through the closed conference room doors.He w
Chapter 9: ZANE's POVI sat on the balcony, cigarette between my fingers, half-listening to the guys lose their minds over tomorrow's game.The team had decided to throw a party the night before our biggest match of the season. Because apparently, getting drunk and high before a championship game w
Chapter 56: Zane's POVThe conference room doors slid open and I walked in.Black suit. Tailored perfectly. The kind that made me look like a Brooklyn CEO, not a hockey player. Nothing about my appearance today said athlete. Everything said untouchable.Twelve board members sat around the massive g
Chapter 14: OLIVE’s POV"What the hell is he doing?" Grayson stood up so fast his seat snapped back, his voice cutting through even the crowd noise because he was projecting like a coach again. "That's not his zone! He's leaving the middle completely open!"But Cole didn't care about zones or str







