Chapter 11 Zach finally broke the surface with a whoosh after holding his breath for several minutes . Spotting Donovan , he called out casually , " Uncle Don ! You're back ? " Then , leaning toward Giselle , who was still dazed , he whispered , " That hunk's my uncle , the CEO of our family business . He always looks that serious , so don't take it personally . " Giselle thought she'd misheard . " He's your uncle ? " " Yep . " " Then , what's your actual name ?" " Zachary Kane ! You seriously didn't know that ? " Giselle was at a loss for words . When she glanced back toward the poolside , Donovan was already gone . " Let's keep swimming , " Zachary said casually . " Uncle Don probably just came home for something . He'll be buried in work soon anyway . Don't worry about him . " But how could Giselle focus on swimming now ? Floating on her back , she couldn't shake Donovan's icy expression or Zachary's shocking revelation . Her thoughts twisted into knots . Just then , Adrian walked up to the pool . " Mr. Zachary , Mr. Donovan wants you inside right away . He says it's important . " Though annoyed , Zachary had no choice but to climb out and head to the living room . Giselle didn't feel like swimming anymore , now that she knew this was Donovan's place . Still dripping wet , she trudged to the nearest bathroom to shower and change . As the warm water ran over her , her mind drifted back to what had just happened . She never would've guessed Zachary and Donovan were uncle and nephew . That was beyond ridiculous - even cursed . So , that villa where she'd met Donovan before was just his place for flings . This was his real home . She shook off the thoughts , rinsed quickly , and within ten minutes , she was dressed and out the door . Giselle had planned to slip away quietly , but her million - dollar bag was still in the living room , along with her phone and car keys . She had no choice but to force herself to stay calm as she headed that way . But the moment she stepped inside - barely a few steps in , still searching for her bag - someone grabbed her hair from behind and yanked hard . A sharp pain shot across her scalp . She gasped , her head jerking back , and when her eyes lifted , she met Donovan's furious glare . " Hey ! " Her gaze darted around the room , but Zachary was nowhere in sight . That was when it hit her - Donovan must have made up some excuse to send him away earlier . " Tell me . When did you start screwing around with Zachary ? " Donovan snarled , yanking her hair and jerking her face toward his . His teeth were clenched as he growled , " You came on to him on purpose , didn't you ? " Giselle didn't so much as blink at his menacing glare . She couldn't be bothered to struggle , letting him drag her around and even daring to taunt him . " What's got you so worked up ? Were you jealous watching me have so much fun with another man ? " The veins on his forehead bulged at her words . In a sudden burst of fury , he shoved her hard , sending her crashing onto the couch . Giselle's head slammed against the armrest . A sharp pain shot through her , and she winced , her mind spinning with dizziness . " Who you hook up with is none of my business , " Donovan snapped , his eyes locked onto hers . " But stay the hell away from Zachary . Don't even think about going near him again , or I swear I'll kill you . " So , her little " affair " with Zachary meant way more to him than she'd thought - a lot more . But Giselle was done with his threats . She was an adrenaline junkie who laughed in death's face . Did he really think she'd be scared ? Leaning against the couch , she flashed him a wicked grin and drawled , " Oh , I'll hook up with him if I want . Go ahead . Try to kill me . I dare you ! "