His Dangerous Love On Ice (Olivia and Zane) novel Chapter 65

ZANE’s POV

I took a deep breath, head tilting back to stare at the bright moon hanging in the sky.

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For a second, I let myself enjoy the beauty of it. The way the cold air smacked against my skin. The cool vapor escaping my nostrils with each exhale.

Then I started walking toward her apartment building.

I could see the light in her penthouse already on, glowing through the windows.

The door opened the second I knocked, and Nikolai stood there staring at me for a moment before finally stepping aside to let me in.

“Where is she?” I asked, walking past him, my eyes scanning the space before landing on her back in the kitchen.

“Making coffee for me,” Nikolai said, and when I turned to look at him, I could see the smirk playing at the corner of his mouth

“What’s the problem, Nikolai?”

He turned to face me fully, that knowing look in his eyes that always meant he had something to say.

“You know, son, when you called me and said you had someone you wanted me to pick up, I thought you meant a parcel. Not a human being.”

His head cocked toward Olive, and I rolled my eyes.

Nikolai was one of the most trusted people in my life. One of the few I could say I actually trusted to a reasonable extent. He’d been there for me at my lowest, helped me find myself when I was drowning in my father’s expectations and my mother’s ghost. He’d helped me build my underground club, given me purpose when I had none.

To him, I was the son he never had. And to me, he was the father figure I’d needed when mine had failed.

That meant a lot. More than I’d ever admit out loud.

“Is that all you have to say?” I asked. “Or do you want to say something else, Nikolai?”

He chuckled low, his hand dropping onto my shoulder. “No, no, on. Guess I won’t be taking that burrito of coffee your pretty woman is making for me. She was quite strong-headed. Fierce. My type, actually-”

“Nikolai,” I hissed, glaring at him.

He instantly raised his hands in surrender. “I’m sorry, son.”

He dropped his hand, and his face turned serious immediately. lave you found out who did it?”

“Why do you believe she didn’t do it?” I asked, keeping my voice low enough that Olive couldn’t hear us from where she stood.

Nikolai turned his head to stare in her direction for a moment.

“She’s a good woman. Maybe I’m wrong. But she reminds me of someone, and my gut tells me she wouldn’t do something like that.”

For a second-if I hadn’t already known Olive wasn’t the one in that video-I would’ve been convinced by Nikolai’s confession alone.

I coughed slightly. “You can leave. Seems you’ve already made some history with her.”

“Haha, I can see you getting jealous there,” he said, tapping my back as he walked toward the door.

Then he paused, pulling out his phone. I watched him type fast, his fingers flying across the screen.

My phone pinged instantly..

I pulled it out and read the message,

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