Asher's POV

All day, I sat behind my desk in my study, a pen in hand and thinking about the previous night's event.

Someone was surely playing games, and I needed to find that person out.

I kept Zane close so he could investigate that motherfucking asshole who's playing games with me.

“Sir?” His voice jolted me back to the room. I lifted a brow and faced him, humming a response.

“It's on again” he said.

I leaned away from the chair, leaning on my desk as I fixed my gaze on ...