His Dangerous Love On Ice (Olivia and Zane) novel Chapter 113

Zane’s POV

I sat in the darkness of my home office, staring at the monitors.

The cursor blinked on the screen. Waiting. The entire room felt oo quiet, like the calm before a storm I was about to unleash myself.

My father’s words still echoed in my head. “You can’t save Grayson. You can’t save Olive. Once I have that company, she’ll be the first to suffer.”

For a moment, I just sat there. Breathing. Letting the rage settle into something colder. Something calculated.

And then I smiled.

It wasn’t a nice smile. It was the kind that came with dark thoughts and darker plans.

My eyes felt hollow. Empty. Like something inside me had finally snapped.

That feeling I’d spent years trying to suppress came flooding back. The murderous intent. The need to destroy. To obliterate anyone who dared stand in my way.

My father thought he’d won. Thought he’d backed me into a corner.

But he’d just made the biggest mistake of his life.

He hadn’t just revealed that he was buying out Grayson Sinclair’s company-the same man he’d destroyed ten years ago, the same man he’d made me take the fall for. He’d also shown his hand. Shown me that he was either working with Operation Resonance or being used by them.

He’d underestimated me. Again.

My whole life, he’d treated me like the bad seed. The disappointment. The son who couldn’t live up to the family name. He’d groomed Antonio, praised him, held him up as the golden child while I was left in the shadows.

And I’d let him. For years, I’d played the obedient son. The screw-up who tried to make things right. All because my mother had begged me to keep the family together before she died.

But she was gone. And I was done pretending.

I picked up my phone and dialed a number only three people in the world knew existed.

The person on the other end answered immediately. No greeting. No questions.

“Override Resonance stage one,” I said, my voice flat and emotionless.

There was a pause. Just a beat of silence where I could almost her them processing what I’d just ordered.

“Yes, Boss. They won’t see that coming.”

“Good.” I leaned back in my chair, my fingers drumming against he armrest. “And send the videos to the public.”

Another pause. Longer this time.

“The scandalous videos?” The voice on the other end was careful Making sure they understood exactly what I was asking.

“Video A and B. Both of them.”

“Understood. When do you want this executed?”

“In two days.”

I ended the call and turned my attention back to the monitors.

The Mercer stock was spiking. My father’s company riding high on the news of the Hopkins buyout. Investors were already pulling out of Grayson’s company, selling their shares in a panic.

It was exactly what my father wanted. Chaos. Fear. Control.

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