Kiara:

"Yes, I would like the finest decor for the hall. Everything has to be perfect," Zane says, ending the call as he opens the door to my room.

I pause brushing my hair, and turn to face him.

"You still haven't learned to knock," I say. He sighs and walks toward me with a blank expression.

"Kiara, I need a favor." His voice is steady, but I raise an eyebrow. "Boris just got out of the hospital, and I need you to take some fruit to him on my behalf. I can't make it; there are things I need ...