Chapter 185 Hundred And Eighty Five
- Zane's POV
- The road stretched ahead of me like a dark tunnel, the city lights blurring as I pressed the gas pedal harder, speeding through the empty streets. My grip on the steering wheel tightened, knuckles white as I tried to keep control.
- I wasn’t drunk! Well, not exactly. But I was driving like a madman, my mind spinning with thoughts of Belle.