***LONDON'S POV***I rush upstairs, adrenaline spiking through my body, fueling me to move faster as I head around the house. I can't believe Zane didn't let me orgasm before he asked me to start running so that he can chase me. The bastard. As I run aimlessly, I notice my breath is too heavy, I have to calm the fuck down because after the two minutes are over, Zane would find me in a blink of an eye. "Come on, London, you can do this," I prompt out, hyping myself. I take out my extra large slippers and carry them with me, I climb through the three stairs in Zane's ridiculously large mansion. I hate how sweaty I am, not to imagine how tired my kegs feel already. "Damn it!" I screech out. From somewhere far behind me, I hear Zane call out in his dark hoarse voice. "Ready or not, I am coming, Little human," Zane says laughing fiercely. 'Fuck nooo! I am not ready yet,' I say mentally as I rush farther up the stairs. I spot a joined closet room, and without thinking, I s

***LONDON'S POV***I sit at the dining table and watch how Zane dishes out a big portion of the turkey from the tray on the dining table. He had said he didn't know how to cook, but the dude must have had extra YouTube channel classes because the aroma from the meal was so good. He added potatoes to my plate before placing them before me. "Good appetite, Little human," Zane says dropping a quick kiss on my forehead. "Thank you," I mutter gracefully. Caleb serves himself after Zane had done so, and we eat in silence. After the meal, I opt to clean the dishes while Zane moves with Caleb to the living room, speaking together in hush voices. I know that something is up with Zane. I don't know if it is usual that Caleb joins in for dinner every other day in a week for a meal but this isn't like any other day, and I haven't been here long to know that. I know what Zane said about eavesdropping, but I was utterly shocked when he even accepted that I clean the dishes w

***ZANE'S POV*** The ride to Aloha district was smooth, Reaper helped a lot with uploading the deals. A lot of Coke bags that was worth billions of dollars. Rio Monteleo walked up to me, his shit-eating grin his trademark. "Thanks for trusting me with this load cousin," he says hitting me on my shoulder blade playfully. This was the first time I was trusting him with such a huge amount of money, but he was family, and he had proven to be worth it. He will take care of it as much as I would. "Do not let the cops come snooping at the warehouses if not, that's a big problem we don't want now," I say. It was now getting to shy four a.m. and I was tired and needed to rest. I thought about London and what she will be doing right now. I hadn't checked up on her and I should really call Caleb, in case something happened. 'Yeah, nothing will happen, asshole,' I chide myself as I distance myself from the warehouse, placing a call to Caleb. The phone rings for a long time

***LONDON'S POV***I rush to the bathroom, tears clouding my view. I allow the spatula on the massive bed and rush to the bathroom to clean myself. I can't believe I had wet myself just from Zane's deep voice. He frightens me. I don't know how much my punishment is going to be, but I dread it already. I force myself to use the bathroom, then I bathe, I can't be smelling urine when I leave the bathroom. Walking out of the bathroom, I pick out a fresh pajama from the set we bought yesterday, it is a white one with brown cats on it. As I put my hair in a messy bun, Zane walks into the room. My breath hitches on the spot. I watch how Zane locks the door and takes out the key. Tears start feeling my eyes, it is crazy how Zane's presence makes me cower. "Clothes off, baby girl," he says softly. "Uhhmm... I thought..." I stutter, rubbing my left foot over the right one. "Yes, little girl, were you saying something?" he asks his tone getting that urge again. I sh

***LONDON'S POV***I carry the cookie tray to the table where Reaper is watching a hockey match. He looks happy and I smile at him. Zane is behind me with the coffee. "Do you want some cookies? Zane gave me," I tell him kindly. Reaper grunts but doesn't say no. I guess he isn't the chatty type. Zane disappears, so, I use this as my chance to thank Reaper for saving me. "Uhm... Reaper? Thank you for earlier," I stutter out as I focus my vision on the TV. I don't want to look at him, but from the corner of my right eye, I see him stop mid-bite, staring at me. "You don't have to thank me. That is exactly why the Boss kept me around. To stop him if he went so hard on punishing you," he says calmly. My eyes widen in shock, Zane would freaking do that? I blink the tears that were threatening to flow down my cheeks. Zane might have not meant me harm in the end at all. I know I keep pushing every damn one of his buttons but it isn't always likely to end that way, we