Zephyra's POV

“Do I really have to go?” I groaned, burying my face deeper into the plush hotel pillows. It was two weeks later—a whole fortnight since I poured my heart and soul into those damn hotel designs. The Wright Group’s in-house construction planning team had finally received the finalized plans, and with a sigh of relief, I considered the project done.

Lirael, in a rare display of appreciation, had decided to throw an extravagant dinner tonight to celebrate everyone’s hard ...