A cold, handsome face flashed through her mind, but before she could dwell on it…
BANG! The door was thrown open.
A man's suit jacket smelling of an unfamiliar perfume was thrown over her head, its presence strangely reassuring.
She lifted her head, and for a moment, her blurry vision cleared.
Zane Lennox's profile was cast in shadow, his expression unreadable under the bright lights.
At a time like this, she would have been relieved no matter who came to her rescue.
"Get the hell out, and don't ever let me see you again!"
"Zane!" Georgia Thorne instinctively clutched his shirt, her voice raspy as she called his name.
Elias Young had been knocked to the ground by a single punch. He was about to let loose a stream of curses, but the sight of Zane Lennox made him snap his mouth shut in a panic.
Zane Lennox had only inherited the family business the year before. Despite his youth, his ruthless methods had commanded the respect of many of the family elders.
