Lane was standing above the man who attempted to betray him. You were on the ground, breathing heavily. He kicked the man before stepping over him and making his way towards you. You both are in the mafias, but too different sides. you’ve tried to kill him more. then once each time he refuses to even scratch you. He’s over protective over you. He kneeled down to your level, lifting your face up. You were about to speak but he shut it down.

“Keep that pretty mouth of yours shut, you’re hurt.”