/Zane's POV/
My mansion being attacked was something I didn't see coming—not because of any high trust I had in my security. I knew they weren't the best, but that was always the plan since I actually contracted two different security companies: a medium-level one meant to act as the weak link, and a military-level company to serve as backup.
It was a plan I devised the moment I brought Maddy to live with me. Underestimating my security would make it easier to approach her, after all—she was the bait, that was her role, and I liked that she embraced it.
But why am I so pissed that the security I knew was shit in the first place didn't do their damn job properly? Why the fuck did I hesitate with the plan, even after Maddy reminded me?
