The King's Favorite Sin
Meanwhile, Zee moves briskly around the suite, sweeping, dusting, and putting everything in order with sharp, efficient precision.
Once she's finished, she arranges the dining table exactly as I instructed—a juicing blender, a basket of fresh oranges, glasses, and every other item needed for Rosella's punishment.
Rosella tries again. "Zee, come on. Why are you setting all this up? Talk to me, okay?"
Zee doesn't even glance her way. She continues arranging the items on the table before returning with a knife and placing it beside the blender.
"I'm just doing my job, Ms."
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