Zane
As I grabbed his hand, Viktor finally calmed down, but he didn't wake up at all. Whatever he was dreaming about, it was making him so restless. I sat down on the bed and gently patted his head, worry tightening in my chest.
Within seconds, his brows eased, and the wrinkles on his face slowly faded away.
I sighed. I had two kids to take care of, and ever since I stopped sending them to kindergarten, they'd been with me all day.
Now that I'd accepted the role of acting boss of the Black Panther group, I couldn't keep them with me anymore.
I was completely confused. What should I do now? I never thought I'd care so deeply about someone, and that too, Viktor. He'd been a stranger just a few months ago, yet now my heart ached seeing him like this.
After a while, I decided to leave my babies with Lucky. Even Black and Adam said Lucky was Viktor's right hand, which meant he was strong enough to protect them, and my kids seemed to like him too. So everything was fine for now.
