Zane Roderick was a name people cowered at. Anyone from the Roderick family were to be feared, known for their blunt honesty and aggressive behaviour. You could say that they're mafias, gang members, but Zane preferred the term "special family" more.

"Fuck off."

Zane pushed the woman in front of him by the head, feeling annoyed that anyone else but his wife had touched him to the point that his men wiped the spot she touched with alcohol and a handkerchief. His dad's secretary was annoying, always trying to get to him.

"Where's my wife ?"

He pushed the huge wooden door to the mansion open, feeling annoyed from not seeing your face and hearing your voice for a whole week, not to mention angry at the fact that some of his family weren't very nice to you. They wouldn't do anything though, they knew he'd rip their heads off.