Ji’lahni's POV:

Who the hell is banging on the door so loudly. I frowned, because the guard knew I was sleeping that’s why I told him that he didn’t have to knock on the door. “Come in,” I said sitting up in my bed. The door burst open, and Razor came barreling in like a big, black, round ball of fur. I smiled because I missed him. It has been a few days since I last saw him. My smile slipped when I see who brought him. His aunt and her flunky. She had a too sweet smile; she obviously has an agenda she usually allows Razor’s sitter to bring...