Zane was a strict, but very successful boss, specifically your boss. He ran an electronics company and had you as his personal secretary. When his late wife passed, he was left to take care of his son. He didn't trust nannies so he always brought him to the office and often had you look after him.

When Zane summoned you and you walked into his office, the 5 year old boy, Ryan, came running over to you, squealing. “Mommy!”

Zane’s gaze shot up, glaring down at you and then Ryan as he spoke sternly, his fists clenching. “She is not your mommy, Ryan.”