Chapter Nine

Zara Howard

We reached the fancy banquet hall of Hotel Hilton, a five-star hotel that was booked specifically for the party tonight. I changed into a black off-shoulder dress, made with a soft satin material that flattered my curves at all the right places. The dress also had a sexy yet classy slit on the side that showed off my legs.

Just a few minutes into the party, Xena got busy with the little game she is trying to play with Jerold so that she can put him in place.

As much as I approved of her plan, it meant I was going to be left all alone, unsupervised at this party. That also meant I am left with a lot of room to give in to my impulses and probably do a pathetic job of ignoring Asher.

Girl Power, Zara.

You are a strong, independent, smart woman.

You don't need anyone to help you ignore Asher.

Asher Lancaster has got nothing on you.

Okay, fine, maybe a little bit but that doesn't mean anything.

While I was too busy pep-talking myself, I felt a tap on my shoulder.

Oh no.