ZANE'S POV

I just wanted sleep,okay?, I've had a pretty long day, and definitely didn't need a conversation with anyone and definitely not with Sibil.

The key clicked in, the lock gave way, and I stepped into silence. No jazz echoing from the speakers, no fake giggle bouncing off the walls, no Sibil draped across the living room in another overpriced lace as expected.

God...fucking peace. For once.

I shrugged off my suit jacket, draped it over the armchair, kicked off my ...