22. Stranger And Danger!

Zane’s POV

Laughter echoed around me as I saw everyone chilling and having the time of their lives. I was sitting at the bar, at one of my father’s whorehouses. We had many of them, but my favorite was this one – Velvet Fist.

The neon sign reading “Cum In” was displayed brightly right in front of me and I scoffed as I watched it vengefully.

I motioned the waitress to serve me another drink, and she leaned all the way on the table to serve it as her puckered nipples stood out from the little nothing’s she was wearing.

I hate this. I think I am going to end up in jail tonight because I am seconds away from snapping. My frustration was growing by the second as I drank all of my drink in one go, the alcohol burning my throat.

I was incredibly annoyed, not only because she was out there with some measly human but also because I wanted to get my mind off her but I was doing a very poor job at it.

I never had this issue before, whatever issues I have had before I used to feel nice when