Zane Bennett นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Hello?” A crisp female voice responded. “Good evening. May I speak with Ms. Aria Stanton?” “This is she.” “My name is Vianne. I’m a secretary from Zane Corporation. I’m calling on behalf of Mr. Rowan Zane.” My stomach flipped. “I’m calling to inform you that you’ve been recalled to the parent company.” “What?” My voice dropped. “What parent company?” “Bennett & Aurum was acquired two months ago by a private equity group under the Zane Corporation umbrella. Effective immediately, you’ll be working under Mr. Zane.”

A muffled voice nagged at me, but my eyes felt too heavy to open, and I didn't want them to burn from the bright lights. Another downpour of cold water assaulted me, and this time, I cried out in shock. My eyes darted open, spotting the culprit. Zane stood before me, no longer in his suit but in a black shirt that hugged his toned body nicely. His tattoed arms were on full display as he crossed them over his chest, showing off his muscle, his dark jeans tight around his muscular thighs.

It's like I had brought a guy home and was eagerly waiting for mom to approve him '" What happened between you two.?" val asked " Sshhh I will tell you later right now let's watch.."I said silencing him " Good evening miss Reyes.." Zane said with a charming smile "Good even uh......." " Zane Zane Micheal Black ma'am." he said it with so much respect I awed at him. Mom looked him over up and down for like ten minutes well it wasn't really ten probably three. she nodded her head turned around and smiled

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His tailored suit accentuates his lean physique. As he approaches, I feel a flutter in my chest. "Hi,", he says, his deep voice smooth. “Are you Ms Stella from Dèvon&Co.?" I hesitate, suddenly confused on why I'm here or who he is. "I... I'm..yes”, I stutter. His eyes sparkle with amusement. "I’m Zane,", he smiles, flashing his perfect rows of pearly white teeth. He extends his hand, and I take it absently. Zane’s hand envelops mine with his long fingers wrapping around my short ones.

“Arianna is an only child, you have the wrong woman.” “I am Theodore Der Mandant,” he said, looking at Viktor who tensed. The man’s family was well known, and we knew that killing him would end up getting us in trouble. It wasn’t just about him being a messenger right now, it was about who HE was. “I do not make mistakes, and judging by your fumbled expression, I take it that you are well aware who I am, Alpha Dean.”

“What kind?” Before she could speak, the blond, Teague, stood up next to Keane. Muscles rippled and flexed beneath his white tee shirt, and it took me a moment to focus again on the words. “The game is called The Hunt,” he explained, drawing what looked like a half-empty bottle of wine from beneath his chair. He held it up and popped the cork, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Whatever the wine had to do with it, I could do it easily.

Zane uttered smugly as he sat down in the chair opposite her desk, promptly perching his expensive shoes on top. “What the hell do you know about “these things” anyway, Smith?” She retorted as she shoved his feet off the end of her desk. Zane Smith was a fixer, Reaperr’s fixer, and he was as dangerous as a live grenade. 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.

Then repeat. "Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in." I froze, the plate in hand hovering over the table. Zane stood in the doorway, his bulky arms crossed, a smirk on his face that I always wished I could wipe off. He was a huge one, easily 6'4, with the kind of muscles that came from months and years of dedicated training. Dark hair, darker eyes "Zane," I acknowledged quietly, setting down the plate. "Is that all you have to say?" He pushed off the doorframe and confidently sauntered into the room. "After you humiliated Eleora today?"

Contemplating if he should say something in the end, he took pity on Ashton as Xander might take out his frustration on him. He sighs deeply, “No need to be angry or worry about Hannah or Bridget. I know this guy, he —” He didn't have the chance to finish his sentence when Xander moved close to him. “You know him? How? What’s his deal?” Xander asks intensely. “Zane Marlow, model, actor turn director, and producer. He is well-known outside the country. He made a few award-winning short films,” Toby explained. “Zane Marlow? I’ve been in the entertainment business, but I never heard his name before,” Denise pointed out.