Andrea’s POV
How long could I avoid going into his bedroom when I knew he had kept my luggage there? I opened the door, this time ignoring the bed and storming inside straight to the closet. Just as I had expected. Zion had placed all my luggage in his walk-in closet.
I dashed inside furiously to take them away to some other room when my glance fell upon the gigantic mirror inside. There was a sticky note with a message stuck there. I leaned over and took off the note. Did Zion leave it for me?
You’re moving into my bedroom. No arguments. Delia will join us for dinner tonight. - Zion.
I frowned at the note. Why couldn’t he decline her? I couldn’t face his evil stepmother again!
Now I didn’t know what to do. Maybe I would move out when Delia left.
Anyway, with Zion at his office
