Zane
“Please! Please! I'm telling you the truth!” The fucker gasped, frothing at the mouth as his bloodshot eyes roamed around wildly. “I didn't plant the camera on her bag, please believe me!”
I leaned forwards, elbows on my knees, pulling my rumpled sleeves further up my arms.
Anthonio Cuveras, or rather, Nathan, had been in my custody for a while now. My men had whisked him off from the hotel he had been in, while waiting for his flight out of the city. Wasn't it damn convenient that he was trying to flee the city the moment those leaked videos reached the internet?
“Everything points to you.” I said coolly. “You already tried to molest Cassandra once before. Got her drunk, tried to lead her into a room filled with hidden camera where you planned to force yourself on her, and black
