Zane’s voice cut through the lobby like a blade. “What are you doing here?”
Mark turned, still gripping Melena’s wrist. His blue eyes flashed with irritation. “Mind your own business, Rider. This has nothing to do with you.”
Zane took one slow step closer. The mood in the lobby changed immediately. Even the employees who had been pretending not to watch suddenly became very interested in their phones. “It became my business the moment you put your hands on one of my employees. Leave. Now.”
Mark didn't move. Instead, his fingers tightened around Melena’s wrist. “Stay out of this. You’ve already interfered enough.”
Melena winced and tugged at his hand. “Mark, let go of me.”
He barely seemed to hear her.
Zane's expression changed.
He didn't shout nor did he threaten him again. He simpl
