Zane.

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When I saw just how bad it hurt her as I said that, I found myself wishing I never had.

I don't blame her for not believing. Heck, she could've called me a liar and I would've understood. She saw Fredrick as the perfect father.

That coward didn't even show up at Vellara when he was the one that asked me to meet him alone.

I never knew his full name was Fredrick Kayne Iglesias. When I found out, I started researching Astraea's past out of curiosity. Turns out, Fredrick had a daughter. A daughter I had never heard of.

That being my Iris.

It was a bullet to the heart when I found out that he was the father of the only person I've ever wanted to hold.

I know that it killed her. I saw the look on her face when she connected the dots, and I wished I could take it all back the moment it left my mouth.

"Zane was right" Roxy buries her face in her hands as her leg nervously taps against the hard floor.
"When am I not?"

"Fredrick is very much alive" Bianca, who seems to be concentrated on the file in her hand, says. Felix gets up and throws his hands in the air. He rests them on his hips and stares at me.

"How did you know that he was alive?" He asks, pointing a finger in my direction.
"He called me"

The entire team seems to be stunned once I say that. Diesel opens his mouth to speak, but I hold up a hand to cut him off.
"I tracked the phone calls and they led to old, abandoned buildings each time. There was no point in telling this to you"

Bianca coughs "Yes, there was. We would've believed you sooner if you had just said that"

I raise a brow.
"So, you didn't believe me when I said that?"

That makes her quiet down. The atmosphere in the room feels tense and heavy. Finally, Roxy speaks.

"What do we do now?"

"How did you find out that he was alive?" I ask them, crossing my legs. Felix shrugs.
"Royce reported seeing him in the rave. Here's the photo he took" he slides the picture across the table. His face makes my blood boil.

"Can I see it?" Astraea asks quietly from the corner of the room. She hasn't spoken much to anyone since finding out about this. It's not her fault.

She walks over and I hand her the photo. When she looks at it, I almost stand up to catch her. But she doesn't fall. She holds still, looking apathetically at his face.

She hands it back. It worries me.

"Iris, are you okay?" I gently rub her hand with my thumb. She nods.

"That man was never my father"

I don't miss the way her eyes slightly glint under the dimly lit room. She goes back to her former place.

"Zane, what do we do now?" Roxy asks again when her question gets ignored the first time. I shrug.
"We hunt him down, and we kill him"

I notice Astraea slightly flinch. Felix walks over and wraps an arm around her shoulders.

"Do you think Fredrick is a part of ACE?" Bianca questions. I shake my head.
"Tyril and Mal have never had anything to do with that man. There's no way they'd trust him enough to make him a part of ACE" I sigh.
"Where did Royce see him?"

Felix points towards the photo on the table.
"The rave at Vellara. He said that the photo was taken in a complete haze and when he looked back towards him, he was gone"

Vellara.

"When was this?"

"This morning"

So, he told me that he wanted to see me at 11, and showed up in the morning himself? Make it make sense.

"Set up camera all around the rave. Call Royce. We need him right now"

Roxy nods and walks out of the room. Astraea follows.

"Where do you think you're going?" I ask when I notice that she's making her way towards the exit.
She turns to look at me.

"Home?"

I'll have her sooner than you can blink.

A sense of worry chews on my gut when I think about Fredrick getting his hands on her. He may be her father, but there's no guarantee that he won't hurt her.

"No. You're not going to your apartment for some time" I state clearly. She scrunches her eyebrows.
"What?"

"He's saying that he wants you to sleep in his bed"

We both stare at Felix, who seems too busy laughing at his own joke. I sigh.

"Look, it isn't safe for you to stay at your apartment. Come home with me"

She bites her nails, looking around for some time. Then, she nods.
"I'll call Rina"

She walks out of the room.

The sense of worry still doesn't go away. When I said I wanted to throw her in a glass box to prevent anything from hurting her, I was serious.

"Don't tell me that I'm sleeping in your bed again" she groans as we enter the house. I laugh.
"Don't tell me you didn't like it" she eyes me suspiciously.
"Where do I sleep?" I shrug.
"In the spare guest room"

I hear a little gasp and smile to myself. She walks over and jabs a finger on my chest.
"You told me that there was no guestroom!"

I bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself my smiling.
"I don't recall"

"You arrogant, dis-"
"-respectful, piece of shit" I complete the sentence and fetch myself a glass of water as she stares.

"Where is the guest room?" She crosses her arms at me. I gesture towards the second floor. "Just opposite my room" She inhales loudly.
"I slept with you because I thought that there was no spare guestroom, and you're telling me that it was opposite your room this whole time? Why do you like making me mad? You're-"

"Iris, calm down"

She pouts and storms up the stairs towards the room, muttering something along the lines of "nonsense"

"You want dinner or no?" I shout from downstairs. She pokes her head out and nods slightly.

I place the plates on the table and take a seat. She does the same. Without another look in my direction, she starts stuffing her face.

I don't realise that I'm smiling until she raises her brow. I look down and take a bite while still staring at that masterpiece of a face.

Even though she's got crumbs everywhere and there's ketchup smeared all over her mouth.

She's so pretty.

"Are you gonna eat that or should I?" She points towards the plate in front of me. I chuckle.
"It's all yours, baby"

When I say the last word, I feel her slightly tense. It then that I realise that she has crumbs all over her cleavage. It makes me harder than anything ever has. Fuck, I've gotten tired to touching myself to her thoughts. I wanna fuck her for real.

"What?" She has a pinkish glow all around her cheeks. I shake my head and she takes another bite of her food.

"You're so fucking hot, has anyone ever told you that?" She almost chokes on her food as I finish the sentence. Her cheeks looks ablaze.

She slowly shakes her head and fiddles with the fork in her hand.

"Good. No one should. No one except me"

The way she widens her eyes almost has me throwing her over my shoulder and to my bedroom, but I control the wild desire burning inside. She has the kind of face that deserves to fucked until her throat is bruised.

"Wh-what's up with you?" She asks, her voice small. I smile.
"I don't know. I just think you're hot"

"I- should go to sleep"

She flees the kitchen and runs to the guest- her room.

I smile when I realise that she accidentally dropped her earring on the floor. Another reason to go see her, I guess.

A/N

God, its brutal out here🙁

Honestlyz, I feel like 90% of Zane thoughts are AsTraEa My LoVe 😍

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