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The moment the jet door opened, I braced myself for chaos.

Armed men stood lined across the tarmac, dressed in black, faces hard, weapons raised—and my heart slammed violently against my ribs.

I clutched Zane’s hand tighter.

“Behind me,” he said again, his voice low and lethal.

But before panic could fully take me, something shifted.

The men didn’t rush us.

They didn’t shout.

They didn’t raise their guns.

Instead, one of them stepped forward and inclined his head slightly.

“Sir.”

Just one word.

Respectful. Controlled.

Zane stopped.

His grip on my hand loosened just a fraction, though his body stayed rigid, alert. His eyes scanned the scene quickly too quickly for someone who was surprised.

“These are your men?” I whispered, my voice barely holding together.

“Yes,” he replied calmly. “And they were never going to touch you.”

My knees nearly buckled.

Behind us, muffled shouts echoed from the cockpit. Heavy footsteps. A struggle. Then silence, thick and final.

Two men emerged moments lat
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  • Savage Love   13

    I clutched his head with my hand as his lips met mine in demonstrable desire. I held him tightly kissing him feverently as his hands fondled my breast.I let out a loud sigh indicating my yearning.I needed Zane inside me.The depth and passion of our kiss almost scrambling my brain as I finally slipped my fingers to touch his hardened cock.He moaned as he felt my hand gently cup his erect cock. I savoured the hardness and the tangible beauty of its construction. Zane finally broke the kiss, his fingers touched my nipple, slowly tweaking it and testing its tolerance."Oh Christ!" I moaned as he took my nipple between his lips, and sucking down hard on it.I moved slightly to assist, easing us both on to the centre of the bed as our lips sought each other's again, meeting hungrily for sustenance before returning his attention to my breasts and focusing on the other nipple."Zane," I moaned seductively, almost as a reflex.I could sense his heightening arousal as my agonised whimperi

  • Savage Love   12

    The moment the jet door opened, I braced myself for chaos.Armed men stood lined across the tarmac, dressed in black, faces hard, weapons raised—and my heart slammed violently against my ribs.I clutched Zane’s hand tighter.“Behind me,” he said again, his voice low and lethal.But before panic could fully take me, something shifted.The men didn’t rush us.They didn’t shout.They didn’t raise their guns.Instead, one of them stepped forward and inclined his head slightly.“Sir.”Just one word.Respectful. Controlled.Zane stopped.His grip on my hand loosened just a fraction, though his body stayed rigid, alert. His eyes scanned the scene quickly too quickly for someone who was surprised.“These are your men?” I whispered, my voice barely holding together.“Yes,” he replied calmly. “And they were never going to touch you.”My knees nearly buckled.Behind us, muffled shouts echoed from the cockpit. Heavy footsteps. A struggle. Then silence, thick and final.Two men emerged moments lat

  • Savage Love   11

    The voice over the intercom crackled again, low and distorted.“Mr. Wilde,” the stranger drawled, “you and your little… guest… will sit tight. Unless you want this jet to drop out of the sky.”My heart stopped.Not skipped — stopped.Zane’s jaw clenched hard enough to crack. He stepped in front of me, shielding me with his body again.“Who are you?” he demanded.A small chuckle bled through the speakers.“It doesn’t matter who I am. What matters is that we’re not finished. Not until you give me what I want.”Zane’s shoulders went rigid.Something tightened in the air around him — something dark, vicious, personal.“I’m not giving you anything,” he ground out.“Oh… I think you will,” the voice replied smoothly. “Unless you want this plane you’re so proud of to make a very sudden meeting with the Atlantic Ocean.”Cold washed down my spine.The jet tilted sharply — once, twice — as though punctuating the threat.Zane cursed under his breath and grabbed the armrest of the nearest chair.“

  • Savage Love   10

    Blackness swallowed everything.Not the soft kind — not darkness you blink into.This was violent. Sudden. Absolute.For a strangled heartbeat, there was no sound.No light.No Zane.Just the roaring pulse in my ears and the metallic taste of panic on my tongue.Then — a hand found mine.Large. Unmistakably his.“Vivian.”His voice cut through the dark like a blade — low, steady, furious in a way that made my knees weak. “It’s just the cabin power. Stay down.”Stay down.As if I could move even if I wanted to.The jet tilted, not enough to throw me, but enough to make my stomach lurch. I felt Zane shift closer, pulling me against something solid — his chest, his coat, his heat.The emergency lights flickered once… twice…Then snapped on.Dim red. Ominous.Enough to see silhouettes — shadows that didn’t belong on a private jet.Three men.Armed.Standing in the narrow aisle between us and the cockpit.The one in front — tall, hood up, jaw tight — pointed his gun at Zane like this was s

  • Savage Love   9

    I spent the next morning avoiding mirrors.Because every time I caught my reflection, all I saw was the girl who let her boss take her apart in his office — the girl who let Zane Wilde kiss her like she belonged to him.Almost.Almost more than a kiss.Almost a mistake I would’ve never recovered from.If Clarisaa hadn’t knocked on the damn door, interrupting the way Zane’s hands were already sliding under my blouse, I wasn’t sure what would’ve stopped us.No… I knew exactly what would’ve stopped us.Nothing.And that terrified me.So I stayed busy — or pretended to — hiding in corners of the PR floor, reorganizing files that didn’t need reorganizing, and taking long routes to avoid the executive elevators. But by noon, my luck shattered with three soft knocks on my cubicle wall.“Vivian?”My supervisor, peeked in with a too-bright smile. “You’re traveling with Mr. Wilde this afternoon.”My heart plummeted to my stomach. “I—Sorry? Traveling?”“Yes. The Switzerland partnership wants a f

  • Savage Love   8

    Zane made a low sound in his throat—hungry, pleased—and suddenly the kiss wasn’t slow at all. His hand slid to my waist, pulling me against him, his other hand cupped the back of my neck. My fingers tangled in his shirt without my permission.This was wrong.This was dangerous.This felt incredible.He deepened the kiss, mouth claiming mine like he’d been holding back for far too long. His lips moved to my jaw, to my throat, heat licking down my body—A sharp knock cracked the moment in half.We froze.Zane let out a breath against my skin. “Of course.”The door opened before he could speak.Clarissa stepped in.And the look in her eyes—Oh, she saw.She definitely saw.“Mr. Wilde,” she said slowly, “I didn’t realize you were… occupied.”I hurried to put space between us, wiping at my mouth, pushing my hair back, trying to not look exactly like someone who had just been kissed senseless.Clarissa’s gaze locked on me—cold, cutting, openly disgusted.“Of course, Vivian it is, right?” He

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