Chapter 47

On Friday, Zayd appears at my door, slipping in before Miranda and Andrew get a chance to close it.

“You were not invited in here,” I say, but he ignores me, green eyes taking in my friends without interest, and then flicking over to me.

“No, but I have something I want from you.” He pauses and raises both eyebrows, his uniform completely unbuttoned, tie loose and lopsided. He’s stuck a pin through the lapel on the jacket, obscuring the Burberry Prep crest. “I’m collecting on our little bet. And I want to do it at Becky Platter’s party tonight.”

My cheeks flame, and Andrew frowns. Miranda crosses her arms under her breasts and glares at Zayd. She’s in the Inner Circle, a member of the prestigious Burberry Bluebloods, she’s allowed to do that. Her connection to Creed makes her invincible. As long as he’s in power, so is she.

“Where is Becky having her party? Because I wasn’t invited.” Miranda glances over at Andrew, and he sighs.

“She didn’t tell me abou