ZANE'S POV.
Images of her rolling her eyes flashed before my eyes and my c**k hardened in my pants. My lewd thoughts were getting the better of me.
It was obvious she was mad at all three of us, considering how she left so angrily. Roshan let her, I wouldn't have. I would have dragged her out of that car, sat ger on a chair, and forced her to listen to me.
I texted the driver to take along the guard for her freaking safety. Sometimes, she just acted like a ten-year-old child and acted how she felt.
I ran my hands through my hair as i scrolled through the dozens of emails I had to respond to. I needed an assistant for f***s sake. All this workload was getting too much.
"Hey, are you also getting the alert?" Roshan rushed to where I was.
"What alert?" I asked before the emergen
