Zane had a struggle...
One he had somehow managed to conceal, despite how taxing it was, for over years of overwhelming stress from his family’s inate wants, ranging from a bride to a heir.
To that of the achingly tiring job, requiring most of his time despite being the CEO.
All of it, and so much more, resulting in his poor performance in bed.
His member would, for the most part, be unable to stay upright when he’d hoped a good release could, at least, alleviate some of the excess tension.
And he had had that defect masked so perfectly well behind fleet of women, disease free premium escorts and models who would, after popping in a few pills to keep it as straight as an arrow, have the best time of their miserable lives.
He now thought of the flight attendant who had, unlike the man
