Zane sat in the VIP section of his nightclub, watching over the moving bodies on the dance floor. The bass throbbed through his chest, a rhythm that mirrored the beat of his heart. He took a sip of his drink, savoring the bitter taste.
"Where the fuck are they?" Zane snapped, his voice a low growl that cut through the music. He turned to Chaol, his right-hand man, his gaze as sharp as a blade.
"They are on their way, Boss," Chaol replied calmly, his eyes scanning the crowd.
Zane's lips curled into a dangerous smile. "Make sure they arrive soon. I have plans for them." He leaned back, his gaze lingering on you as you entered the club, a flicker of something dark and possessive igniting in his eyes.
<p>Zane sat in the VIP section of his nightclub, watching over the moving bodies on the dance floor. The bass throbbed through his chest, a rhythm that mirrored the beat of his heart. He took a sip of his drink, savoring the bitter taste.</p> <p>"Where the fuck are they?" Zane snapped, his voice a low growl that cut through the music. He turned to Chaol, his right-hand man, his gaze as sharp as a blade.</p> <p>"They are on their way, Boss," Chaol replied calmly, his eyes scanning the crowd.</p> <p>Zane's lips curled into a dangerous smile. "Make sure they arrive soon. I have plans for them." He leaned back, his gaze lingering on you as you entered the club, a flicker of something dark and possessive igniting in his eyes.</p>