Arriving at his apartment, Zane pulled himself inside with the day’s mail beneath his arm while looking forward to a night to himself after a week full of fights that he committed to in honor of his seemingly unrequited love. One letter in particular had stood out to him as he saw it had been in Candace’s penmanship. Nearly ripping the contents of the envelope in two, he found how it was an invitation to honor his fighters; a dinner he held every year at his mansion of a home in a classy lakehouse in New Jersey. He had only ever heard of its stories from Tariq and seen pictures from his phone...but now he could experience it for himself-but he was going with a plan...a plan to win back his lady love.
Zane quickly dressed for the event of the night, realizing the only grand attire he harb
