***ZANE’S POV***
I have to admit that London’s sandwiches are one of the best that I have ever eaten. As I grab my second one from the plate, I catch contact with her eyes and I wink at her.
Her cheeks brighten as she blush profusely. I love seeing those pink shades on her, it makes me feel alive.
“What happened to the fucker?” I ask, turning my head to look at Reaper.
He blows air from his mouth before replying, “The bastard ran away through an underground wall. The bakery is on shut down and everyone has evacuated the shop,” he explains.
I feel London tense up. Although she had made two sandwiches each for the men, she hadn’t eaten any. She was so selfless and it came naturally to her.
I ignore her as I fire my next question.
“Want to talk about why you went there, London?” I ask gently.
“Michael is my friend. He offered me a job at his place, I had accepted it and I would be working there. I don’t know if my job still sticks because you have fucking destroyed it and made the owner leave,” London bites out.
She was slicing tomatoes for her sandwich and as she looked up at me, I saw tears in her eyes.
I hadn’t wanted to punish her with pain, thus, I had given her pleasure, I had even let her cum.
The least she can do to me is behave.
“Don’t, London,” I speak out feeling irritated.
“Fuck you,” she mouths beneath her breath.
I know I will punish her at that, especially for talking to me rudely before my men, she needs to know her damn place.
“You aren’t going to work for that fucker, London. And when I get my hands on him, I bet he would regret the day he laid eyes on you, talk less of approaching you,” I grit out.
I wasn’t lying now. I have every plan on hurting that son of a bitch. No one looks at what is mine. From every indication, London is mine.
“You are not the boss of me, Zane,” she says.
“You watch the way you talk to me, little girl,” I tell her.
As she chops her onions, I pray she doesn’t cut her hand from anger.
“Fuck you,” she repeats her insult of the last time, this time a threadbare audible.
Two times. They wouldn’t be a third time because I would be dragging her by the hair to my room. She better not tempt me again.
“Keep searching for Mike, Reaper, I want him alive, he shouldn’t be able to go far because we are hunting his ass down,” I mutter.
I know London was listening. She better be because she will know what her little friend’s fate is going to be.
“Zane? Can you leave Mike alone? He is one of the most loyal people…” I don’t let her finish that shit she is about to spill out.
“Cut the bullshit,” I bark out.
“Asshole,” she says her hand finding the bread for the sandwich.
This time, everyone had heard her call out to me. They have all heard the previous time.
“Get out of the kitchen now, guys,” I order them out.
I watch them leave and London is in front of Sinner.
“Stay where you are, London. Finish building your sandwich and eat,” I tell her.
As I secure the backdoor of the kitchen locked, I leave the kitchen to my room, locking the door as well. She’ll be done eating by the time I am back if she has any sense in her head.
As I rush to my room, my phone starts ringing.
Rio Monteleo was calling. I answered pissed off.
“What?” I bark into the phone.
His voice was more relaxed than mine and smiling.
“Calm down, Zane, what pussy got you over the edge this early?” he asked.
I knew he had heard about the saga between my mafia lords. News travels faster than light with made men.
“London. She is my little pet. I guess she has me wrapped around her little finger instead,” I grumble as I walk the length of my room.
Rio laughs out throatily into the phone, he couldn’t have chosen a better moment to check on me. I sigh at his voice ringing through my ears.
I was about to warn him off when I noticed a slight bend in the wall where I kept my money.
Anger pushed through me as I went to it. The safe had been opened. And one look inside, I knew a huge sum of money had disappeared. I wasn’t the one to forget things, I knew how everything was placed in this house. I also knew who had taken the money.
What I didn’t quite know was how much was left in it. I paused, talking to Rio.
“Do you want anything?” I ask him.
“Business is doing well this way, Zane. By next week, we should be able to purchase a new badge and you will be needed here at the warehouse,” he explains.
This badge wasn’t larger than the former one, but it had slightly the same values.
“I will be there, Rio. Right now, I have a little thief to deal with,” I blurt out inside the phone.
No one knows I keep money in the wall except Reaper, and he would never dare steal from me. What I offer him is more than enough, and betraying me is not a strong forte for him. He doesn’t want to lose his life.
“Don’t kill her, Zane. I’ve never heard you talk about a woman, but the things I hear the woman make you do, I want you to hold on to her,” he says chuckling.
“Get out of my phone,” I grit out finishing the call.
I count the money, it was supposed to be fifty thousand dollars. I had thirty-five thousand left. If it was London, she would be sorry she stole from me.
I messaged one of my guys, telling him to set up a camera in my room tonight. I was going to take London out, she mustn’t know what I am planning on doing to this room, she would be more than shocked I had her on camera.
As I slipped my phone to the table, I walked downstairs to the living room, my men were watching the TV, and Caleb was playing video games.
I open the kitchen and find London there, her meal half eaten.
“Finish your meal,” I tell her casually.
“I am not hungry,” she whispers, fear evident in her voice.
I close the door, entering all the way in.
“I wasn’t asking you a question honey. Finish your food,” I tell her.
She manages to eat, the food not passing down her throat. When she chokes, I hand her a glass of juice. It takes several minutes with tears filled eyes for London to finish her meal.
“I’m done,” she whispers.
“It was about time. I want you to go to the end of that wall, put your nose on the wall, open your legs and your hands should be over your head. Don’t forget to take your panties off and leave them for me here, you don’t deserve to wear them,” I say.
I watched how her eyes widened in shock, she shook her head but I didn’t mind her, she had to listen, and learn how to obey me.
“Zane,” she calls out.
“You have thirty seconds, little human,” I tell her.
She wouldn’t know what would hit her bottom until she turned away and looked at the wall.
“I hate corner time,” she sniffles as she steps out of my pants.
She places it on the table and walks to the corner standing in front of the wall.
“Tie that t-shirt of yours, I want your bottom exposed and sticking out for me to see,” I say.
“Can we at least do it in the room, someone could walk in on us,” she begs.
“And the person would get killed automatically. Now, focus on what I have asked of you. Little girls don’t talk back at their daddy,” I shoot out.
London obeys as a small cry leaves her mouth. Whatever she hadn’t planned for, she was just as well going to change her ways because it wouldn’t end well for her.
Her nose touches the wall as she opens her legs. London lifts her hands to her head and cries as she sticks her bottom to the back. That pink puckered hole, freshly fucked is outside.
“Stay there until I ask you to move,” I warn her moving out of the room.
For twenty minutes, I allow London to stay in there. I had gone to the living room and played a few games with Caleb. Each time I had gone to the kitchen to grab a beer, it was just an excuse to check out on London.
She was still in the position I had put her in. But she was sweating and crying.
“Daddy? Please, my legs and hands are weak, I can’t feel them,” she cries out.
I ignore her as I walk out of the kitchen, locking the door behind me.
She knew better not to switch positions when I was away because I would know. She wouldn’t like to have a double punishment, would she? I guess not because she hadn’t disobeyed me.
Another ten minutes and I walk into the kitchen to a crying London. Her enter body was shaking.
“Corner time is over. Come here,” I tell her lifting the ban from her head.
The man hadn’t asked me what I had done to London, but with the way she was crying every now and then, I knew they were aware it was some kind of punishment. They just didn’t know which.
I had put her panties in my trousers and I wasn’t ready to give it to her back. Never.
My little girl couldn’t make it to me, so she collapsed on the floor panting hard. I carry her to the room, I allow her there as I finish discussing with the boys downstairs.
“I will be at the club tonight, but I want a close look at London. I believe she is doing something fishy when I can’t see her,” I tell them.
It is not like I have eyes on her 24/7. Just that it just needs small time and a distracted person for London to do as she wants.
“Is something wrong?” Sinner ask.
“Yes. Fifteen thousand dollars is missing from one of my savings upstairs. I share my bedroom with only one person. What I don’t know is if London is trying to steal from me to pay back her debts. A smart move, but it would get her killed easier than she thought,” I finish sipping my whiskey from my glass.
London was sleeping upstairs, a natural nap from her punishment. I bet her stressful day will make her sleep some more.
“She stopped at the City Center today, I noticed the extra large bag she left the car with didn’t follow her back when she returned minutes later. I should have followed her. I am sorry Boss,” Sinner apologizes genuinely.
“No one should let sight of her. I noticed she was outside late the other day, and she thought I was sleeping when she came inside,” I finish.
“Do you think she is seeing someone?” Caleb ask.
“The only people she has are her brother and her little friend. I would suspect Micah, but Michael could be a hit too. If I find out London is using my money to fund her little friend’s business, I swear, I will snap her neck with my hand,” I let out curling my hands around the glass as the amber liquid moved inside.
That is crazy.
“We’ve got this boss and we promise to keep our mouths shut about the whole thing,” Sinner says fiercely.
I nod my head glad they have my back.