Eighty One

1530 Words

Zion’s POV I needed coffee to finish this all up, or I would fall asleep and not get anything done. I was just going to have to get up, because I didn’t want to stress the butler at this time of the night. The housekeeper had also gone home and I was going to have to do it myself. I stood up from behind my desk, rubbing my forehead as I walked out of the office. Dean should have done this document but I didn’t want to bombard him with work, because he was already handling a lot of things for me. As I made my way through the hallway toward the kitchen, the sound of voices caught my attention, and I furrowed my brows a little. I knew that the butler had retired for the night but this wasn’t even a male’s voice. With my curiosity piqued, I slowed my steps as soon as I got to the kitc

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