Zane’s POV

I swirled the scotch around in my glass at the pleasant thought that Zara and Leo would be done after that perfect photo. Anyone could tell I was in a happy mood.

Earlier, my phone buzzed with articles, debates, and comments about loyalty and betrayal. The vultures were feasting. Good.

I’d be the knight in shining armour that would come to save Zara from that cheating bastard, and in turn get more credit when the media sees.

A smirk tugged at my lips when I thought of the look on ...