Daddy Zane
In any other situation, London would have tip-toed around him, giving him a wide birth to do his bidding, but, she could feel the noose around her neck, and this time, not in a good way.
“Debs, look, think of it this way, you get a fresh start. Get out more, travel, volunteer, visit your friends,” Zane leaned back in his chair watching London wriggle like a worm on a hook. His cold, cruel heart loved to make people squirm.
“Smith, I am not a lady who lunches or some dimwitted bimbo content to spend my days sitting around waiting for my husband to pop a viagra to give me purpose.”
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