Gerrard’s POV
Zara has been gone for over two hours, I know because I have a notification on my front door for when it’s opened by anyone other than me. I’ve also been compulsively checking the camera feed for the gym, during my meeting, watching my woman work out like some obsessed f.ucking stalker.
I had to suppress my laugh when I saw her take down one of my men, hopefully whatever he was saying to her when he got up in her face won’t be said again.
‘So, are you happy with the plan?’ Tobias asks, dragging my attention back from the monitor of my computer once again where Zara is moving around one of the punch bags that hangs from the ceiling to one side of the room.
I nod, tapping my nails on top of the veneered wood of my desk, ‘yeah, I think so’ I reply, ‘make sure everyone you p
