Remember: everything Zayne Valerio says is made up.

You're in a club's bathroom, back arched and sat on the sink as your fingers tangles with the dark hair of the man in between your legs, His grip on your thigh tightened as he pulled you in. Suddenly, a knock on the door ruined your moment to release. "Boss, you okay?" Right, his body guards are still outside. You click your tongueโ€“irritated. A low chuckle pulled your attention and Zayne looked up at you through thick lashes "sorry love, they're just making sure I'm still conscious."