Zephyra’s POV

Anger whipped through me. What kind of cold, empty life would make him see a simple coincidence as some scheme to manipulate him?

“Are you insinuating that I used my body to get this job for my firm? Because if you are, that sounds very much like you’re saying I prostituted myself.”

He stalked closer and my breath caught. I hated that even though I was furious, my body reacted to his proximity. He was the only man who had given me such intense pleasure, and apparently my ...