Zane
She had tried to f*****g abscond with my kids.
She had attracted the attention of the press, and now more news on the kids would be in the news and on social media by dawn. Even my f*****g lie about a “family trip” wouldn't be enough to cover up this mess.
Yet here she was, yelling at me and calling me names. All the while looking so beautiful, so alluring, with her scent drawing me in, just like it had nearly driven me crazy when all of those crazy reporters were blocking her from my view. I had never felt such a primal urge to protect anyone else, like I had felt moments ago.
“Don't call me a bastard.” I said quietly, glaring her down.
“I will. Because you act like one.” She spat, returning my glare with a fire I never knew she had.
It looked like she was about to say even wo
