AVA'S POV
“What the f**k are you doing here?” Zayn yelled, his tone icy as he stared daggers at the lady who had just walked in. “And what happened to knocking before walking into someone's office?”
I stood there frozen, unsure of what to do. The lady walked closer, her eyes on me as she scanned me from head to toe before turning back to face Zayn, “That’s not how to greet your sist…” She was still saying when Zayn cut her short.
“Step-sister! And you’re yet to tell me what you’re doing in my office”.
Zayn had a sister? But why was he so angry?
“Stop barking Zayn, you might scare the pretty lady here” She started to say, a girl formed on her face, “Who’s she and where’s your supposed fiancée?”
Zayn's face darkened, “None of your business, Cassandra!” He responded, his voice cold
