We were at a private dinner. Zayne had reserved the entire rooftop because, according to him, I needed a "stress-burster" after my oh-so-hectic week.
Zayne reached across the table, taking my hand and sliding a new bracelet onto my wrist.
A delicate chain of white gold with a single, blue-tinted diamond.
Forcing the bite down, I let out a smile, "It’s beautiful, but, what for?" I whispered, admiring the way it sparkled.
"It’s more than beautiful," Zayne smirked, undoubtedly wicked eyes affixed on mine, pulling my wrist to press my palm over his heart.
"It’s a tether. Synced to my phone. If your heart rate spikes, if you move too far from the estate without the security, or if you simply feel... overwhelmed... I’ll know."
I froze, trying to yank my hand back. "You’re seriously trackin
