After side-eyeing Yoko for a moment, Emily looked back at Zane and said, “Mr. Hernandez was very supportive of the idea, Mr. Murphy was reluctant, but agreed to give you a chance, and Mr. Clark sounded extremely enthusiastic about the prospect of working together with you.”“Extremely Enthusiastic?” Zane asked hesitantly, a bit concerned about the words she used.“Well, among the three he sounded way hyper and agreed quicker than the others. He even sounded excited and hopeful as he told me about the possible collaboration of you guys on a project.”“Well, since that's the case, of the three, let me speak with Mr. Clark last.” A slight look of confusion settled on Emily's face for a moment, but then she nodded, smiling faintly at Zane, and then said, “Then when do you want to meet Mr. Clark to discuss?”“A week from now.” Zane replied, halfway distracted by his thoughts.Now, even Yoko seemed confused that he would choose to make Mr. Clark wait that long when he is the one who is mor
As the bed moved under him, Zane's eyelids slowly raised, staring blurrily at Emma bareback, and as she was about to reach for her robe, he grabbed hold of her waist baring his face into her skin and inhaled deeply before letting out a satisfied sigh and nuzzling further into her soft flesh. As the smell of jasmine filled his nostrils and the sound of birds chirping outside the room, he smiled softly to himself and nestled deeper into her body, and the warmth from their bodies pressed together began to spread through him, leaving him drowsy. “Good morning,” Zane said, his voice deep, yet like a whisper, rumbling with happiness. “You’re up early.”Turning around in his arms, Emma smiled widely and brushed his hair back before leaning forward and kissing his lips.“After what you did last night, sleep is the least I could do after that.” She replied, her eyes shining warmly as she teased his lips with a kiss, nibbling on them lightly before pulling away and looking down at him. She bi
With a look of concern on her face, Emma gazed at Zane as he glared at the waitress, causing her to hold her breath, avoiding his dark look. After a moment of hesitation and a glance at Emma, the waitress said, “The fellow behind you. He asked me to deliver the note to you and the wine to you. He claimed to be an acquaintance of yours.”At that, Zane threw the piece of paper onto the table, waking from his seat, and grabbed the wine, causing Emma to frown slightly and picked up the paper.When she unraveled it and read the context on the sheet, she knew her husband was about to fuck someone up badly and she mumbled, “Babe, wait…”But her words fell on deaf ears as Zane moved for the guy, his grip on the bottle tightening as he stalked toward the stranger.The fellow wore this mocking smirk that seemed to be carved on his face, and he leaned forward to rest his elbows against the table as he looked up at Zane, laughing as if he already knew what was going to happen.“Hey man,” The du
As Zane sat in the backseat of the police car with Larry, handcuffs on both their wrist, the officer in the front passenger seat looked back at them through the barbwire.Seeing the calm expression on Zane’s face made him smirk, mumbling, “It says when you bite more than you can chew, you get shit stuck in your throat that choke the hell out of you.” Even though Zane knew those words were aimed at him, his face remained emotionless, ignoring the officer's gaze although the dude was staring directly at him.“This guy... What a cocky piece of a prick... You get a taste of the upper-class piss, and now, you suddenly think that you are invisible. Well, I can assure you that prison is very humbling.” He chuckled darkly, a low growl escaping his throat. “It doesn't matter how big your connections are. Once they put you behind that metal bar, you will feel completely powerless.”After not getting a reaction from Zane’s soporific stillness, he scoffed and faced his front, saying, "Pray to yo
A nervous giggle escaped Belinda's mouth. She had been trying to avoid talking to Zane's wife because it wasn't appropriate. But now, Emma was acting very friendly, and honestly, Belinda couldn't help but feel a slight sense of intimidation and guilt.“I am being way too nosy, am I?” Emma laughed as a feeling of embarrassment weighed down on her chest. “Sorry...”“No, not at all... You don't need to be sorry,” Belinda said in a soothing tone. “Yoko and I met through… somewhat of a mutual friend. He got excited about me, and that kinda made me feel... special, I guess... He was the first to make me feel like that... So of course I said yes to a date with him.”“Oh...” “Don’t tell him that I said this.”Chuckling at Belinda's nervous tone Emma nodded in agreement, smiling at her as she mumbled, “Of course, I won't tell him! Your secret is safe with me.”When they were a bit further in the hallway, Zane stopped and turned around to face Yoko as he said, “What did you want to discuss w
Walking past Zane with a plate of fried plantains and eggs, Emma set it on the table and mumbled, “Dad said that he wants us to have lunch at his place.”“Sure,” Zane mumbled, his attention on the papers before him.But after a moment of total silence, he raised his gaze to see Emma staring at him with one of her brows raised.Immediately, Zane dropped the pen, closed the files, and then pushed them aside.“Thank you,” Emma murmured as she picked up the plate and put it in front of him along with a glass of orange juice. “Enjoy,”For a second, Zane stared blankly at her for a moment before picking up the fork. His appetite was still nonexistent after finding out that Mr. Clark is a disgusting freak, and now he had like three days to make a final decision on how to handle things with him.But he knew Emma woke up early to make this, so he pushed his thoughts aside for a while and started eating, enjoying it a little more than usual. “Sooo... I was thinking, once everything is over, you
The New Era building had never been so tense as when Deborah and Austin met in the first-floor lobby.Since he received the news that Zane wasn't dead, he had been lying to her to calm her rage, but now that she was glaring into his eyes with what appeared to be genuine anger, his stomach turned over with nerves. His hands were shaking, and he tightened them into fists as she marched toward him, and when Deborah was a foot away from him, she whispered through gritted teeth, saying, “I just found out that Zane put your little punk into a hospital a couple of days ago.”“What are you talking about?” Austin asked, trying to maintain some control over the situation. “The one you plan to kill Zane was Vance, right?... How could I be stupid to trust men with such a delicate situation!”“Yes, Vance failed. But trust me, Deborah. I can-” “Shut it, Austin. You are an incompetent, sluggish, lazy idiot with only two brain cells and no backbone!”Without holding back, Austin raised his hand and
Standing at the rack, staring at his suit, Zane spaced out until he felt Emma's hands wrapped around his bicep. The soft pressure of her fingers against his skin made him feel warm inside, and goosebumps prickled his arms as her cheek rested on his back, breathing in deeply. "What's wrong?” Emma whispered.Her voice drew him from his thoughts, and then he turned to meet her worried expression with a smile, mumbling, “I am about to piss off some powerful, grumpy old men, and I am just contemplating on if I should...”“Do you really want to piss off this grumpy old dudes?” Emma asked quietly, her eyes searching his face. There was a hint of worry hidden beneath her concern, but she seemed to be trying not to show it.“I have to,” Zane said, gently brushing away a flyaway strand of hair. “I can’t just stand by and let them ruin me.”Holding his gaze, Emma beamed at him as her palm rested against his chest for another brief moment before her fingertips slipped between his arm and his