Bruno's POV
Walking into the patio, Zane was seated with a glass of whiskey, it was so weird not seeing him seated in his study, this was a different setting than I was used to.
'' Do you want a drink,'' Zane asked with an unreadable expression in his eyes.
'' Yeah, I do want one,'' I answered as I knew I needed all the liquid courage I could get.
'' Good, pour yourself a glass,'' Zane said as he shifted the bottle in my direction.
I soon poured myself a glass, downing the content of my glass immediately, I didn't know what Zane wanted to talk to me about but with my heart thumping way out of control, so I needed to get alcohol in my system because that was the only way, I knew to calm myself down.
I poured myself another glass as I took my seat, only to find Zane staring at me
