Zavian's POV

Her tone was clearly filled with invitation. Suggestion and Temptation.

I looked at her properly then. She was indeed beautiful, yes but there was nothing behind it. No spark. No heartbeat that called her mine. Her eyes were practiced with warmth, not fire. She was just like every other woman I've met.

Beautiful but soulless.

I didn’t feel a thing.

Her voice had no effect on me, no matter how coy she acted it just didn't affect me.

She wasn't the one I long for, her warmth wasn't the one I seeked.

“Thank you for the offer,” I said coldly, “but I’m fine.”

Something flickered in her eyes,...