[BL] CRAVING HIM: Addicted to His Voice Chapter 180: A Father’s Blessing and an Unexpected Night

~Zayn’s POV~

Then Rogan gestured toward the door. "Go on, stand up and call Evric in for ."

I rose quickly, my heart still pounding with the weight of everything he’d said. Opening the door, I called softly, "Babe, you can co in now."

Evric stepped inside, looking between his father and , unsure of what had happened. Rogan’s gaze lingered on him for a few seconds before he finally spoke.

"I’ve approved your relationship with Zayn."

For a mont, silence filled the room. Then Evric’s eyes widened, light flickering in them like dawn breaking through clouds. He turned toward imdiately, grabbing my hand and squeezing it tightly. "Babe..." he whispered, his voice filled with disbelief and joy.

But before he could say more, Rogan continued, his tone firm yet calm. "The reason I did all this, the tests, the questions, was because of that boy who cheated on you before..."

Evric quickly cut in, shaking his head. "Father, I understand. I understand why you did that."

Rogan nodded slowly. "I never hated you for who you love, Evric. I only doubted that love between two n could be genuine. The people you and Evans were with before never proved wrong... but Zayn did."

Then Evric’s throat narrowed as he said, "Father, I want to sincerely apologize for the way I spoke to you the last ti..."

Rogan raised a hand gently, cutting him off. "You don’t have to apologize for defending soone you love. I understand that. But no matter what, you can’t speak to like that again."

Evric nodded humbly. "I understand, sir."

Rogan turned to again, his tone softening. "And I should apologize, too—for the harsh things I said and the way I tested you. I just didn’t want to spend my old age worrying about my son’s heart."

A tiny smile tugged at my lips. "Thank you, sir."

After a while, their conversation shifted toward business, Rogan reminding Evric about the Dubai project and the pending launch. I quietly stood up, letting them continue that part alone.

When I stepped out into the living room, the scent of lunch lingered. The maid was setting the table, and Evric’s mother turned toward with a bright smile.

"So, he finally gave his approval?" she asked warmly.

I nodded, still a little dazed. "Yes... he did."

She chuckled softly. "It’s been a rough journey, hasn’t it?"

I smiled, a deep sense of relief washing through . "It has... but here we are."

"Good," she said, reaching out to pat my hand. "You proved to him that you love Evric just as much as Evric loves you. And that’s what matters."

Just as I was still chatting with Evric’s mom, my phone buzzed.

Evric: Babe, co. I’m done with Father.

I smiled and typed back, Co to the living room.

A few seconds later, another ssage ca in.

Evric: Co, babe. I want to show you sothing.

I replied quickly, I’m having a conversation with your mom right now.

Before I could even send another word, Evric appeared, walking into the living room with that familiar half-smile. He reached for my hand and said softly, "Mom, we’ll be back."

Without giving a chance to protest, he led toward the staircase. We climbed the long, elegant stairs together until we stopped before a door at the far end of the hallway.

"Babe," he said, turning the handle, "this is my room."

He flung the door open and I was swallowed by pure, cinematic luxury. Floor‑to‑ceiling glass frad the city, sheer drapes barely stirring. A low platform bed rose, swathed in ivory silk, crowned with navy‑gold pillows. A crystal chandelier threw rainbows across marble walls, while a brushed‑gold table held a single, flawless orchid. Sandalwood and linen scented the warm, under‑floor‑heated air.

Every detail, from the brushed‑tal hardware to the hand‑tufted rug in muted taupe, felt curated, intimate, and unmistakably his.

As I stepped further in, Evric wrapped his arms around my waist from behind, pulling close. His breath brushed my ear, and I could feel his cock pressed against my rear hard and thick with emotion.

"Babe," I spoke softly.

"Yes," he murmured, his lips grazing the side of my neck. He already knew what I wanted to say, but before I could speak, he said softly, "I’m not breaking my punishnt... I just want to feel you."

He inhaled deeply, breathing in, then pressed a slow kiss against my neck. "Babe, I’m..."

I turned slightly and cut him off, chuckling. "Don’t even say you’re horny."

He laughed quietly against my skin, his voice low and tender. "I’m not," he whispered. "I just wanted to say I’m happy... and, okay," his lips brushed my ear, "I’m also horny. Happy-horny."

He pulled back a little to look at , his eyes dancing, waiting for my reaction.

I couldn’t help it, I burst out laughing. "Happy-horny? That’s a new one," I teased, shaking my head.

"Co, check this," he said suddenly, a mischievous spark in his eyes.

Curious, I followed as he walked toward the bed. But before I could ask what he was showing , he gently caught my wrist, tugging closer, and in one smooth motion pushed down onto the mattress. He leaned over , his weight warm and familiar, his breath quickening.

"Babe," he murmured, eyes glinting with playful desperation, "I want you. I’m horny."

I blinked up at him, my cheeks heating. "Didn’t you promise you wouldn’t break your punishnt?" I reminded him, raising an eyebrow.

"I’m not breaking it," he said quickly, pouting like a kid caught red-handed. "I’m just asking for a little break... just a few minutes, then I’ll go right back to serving my punishnt after."

I laughed harder, pushing lightly at his chest. "There’s no such thing as a few minutes. You’re serving your punishnt, unless you want to add more weeks to it."

The mont I said that, he scrambled off dramatically, hands up in surrender, a sheepish grin spreading across his face.

I smiled, sitting up and straightening my clothes. "Good choice," I teased.

Trying to change the subject, Evric reached for a small stack of frad photos on his dresser. "Co here," he said softly, handing one to . "Let show you this..."

I walked over and took the picture from his hands. It was a younger Evric with his mother, standing in front of the mansion’s garden.

After we finished upstairs, we went back down to the living room. Evric’s parents were already seated at the dining table, looking like they were about to eat together.

"Co and eat before you go," she said warmly, motioning toward the food.

But Evric shook his head gently. "Not today, Mom. We’re heading back ho."

She frowned slightly. "Why the rush, son? It’s been so long since you visited."

Evric smiled, taking her hand. "I know, Mom. We’ll co back soon, I promise. Next ti, we’ll stay longer."

After a short goodbye and a few more motherly reminders from her, we greeted both of his parents and headed out.

Inside the car, I turned to him. "I’ll stop by the restaurant," I said. "I still need to check on a few things before closing."

He nodded. "That’s fine. I also need to handle sothing real quick. I’ll be back before late night."

I didn’t think much of it and just smiled. "Okay. Don’t stay out too late."

When we arrived at my restaurant, his driver pulled over, and I stepped out, waving at Evric through the window. "See you later, babe."

He winked and smiled before the car drove off.

Later that night, after I got ho and took a shower, I texted him.

Where are you?

An hour passed before my phone buzzed. His reply was short.

I won’t be coming back tonight, baby. Goodnight.