ZAYN'S POV.
“s**t!” I yelled, hitting the steering as I sped down the highway. Carter’s words still echoed in my mind, “Ms Ava has been involved in a home accident”.
My grip on the steering tightened, an image was already forming in my head; An image of Ava hurt and vulnerable like the night of the painting and my heart was already racing, I had promised that no harm would come to her.
I screeched to a halt in front of the mansion, not caring to pack inside as I ran into the mansion, minding the stares from my workers. My only concern was Ava’s safety.
Carter was standing in front of the kitchen, looking more relaxed than I'd have expected him to. “Carter!” I called out as I walked to where he stood, my voice laced with urgency and concern. “Were you able to catch the culprit?”
He lo
