I stuck like glue to Zaine’s side as he led me down to the ground floor and back to where the atrium was on the other side of the mansion. The property was beautiful, I had to say. It was all very tastefully decorated with fine art and carefully picked furniture that matched the theme of deco-art impeccably.

It was easy to tell where Zaine got his inspiration from.

“Did you grow up here?” I asked, ducking under his arm when he held the door ...