Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in his villa, the bright light and faint pearly lustre reflected on his face and reflected black. His contour was dark and blurry. His back was straight and wide. His waist was thin, he did not have much flab, it connected with the compact hip, and the outline was balanced and fit.

Suddenly, a tall and strong frame appeared behind him and called out, “Zac,”

“Walker's right-hand man is currently in the Pure Nightclub, and I've sent Ariana to take care of him” Reid delivered and waited patiently waiting for his remark as he continued to stare at his powerful back.

Hearing this,...