[BL] CRAVING HIM: Addicted to His Voice Chapter 61: Unwanted Seduction

"Is everything okay?" Zayn’s voice was husky from sleep, concern flickering in his gaze as he pushed himself up on one elbow.

I turned to face him, forcing a small smile. Babe... good morning.

"Good morning," he murmured, then studied more closely. "You look troubled. Is everything okay?"

My chest tightened. "When I told you I didn’t want anything to do with my father’s request, did you think I was just avoiding responsibility? Look at what’s happening now."

His brows furrowed. "What happened?"

I swallowed hard, frustration rising. "My father is forcing to work with Vanya. I don’t want to work with her."

"Who is Vanya?" He asked, his brows knitting together.

"Vanya is Ralph Martixus’ only child," I replied, my tone flat. "She’s also a CEO now, she just took over her father’s position, just like ."

Zayn studied carefully, tilting his head. "And what’s so bad about working with her?"

I clenched my jaw, struggling to put the storm in my chest into words.

Zayn exhaled, trying to reason with . "It’s just work, Evric. It shouldn’t be that hard."

"Why won’t you understand?" I snapped, my voice trembling. "I don’t want to work with her!"

He raised his hands in surrender, his tone softening. "Okay, okay... but you’re left with no choice now."

I glared at him, anger bubbling higher. His calm tone only fueled my frustration.

"Zayn, do you even love at all?" I snapped.

He froze for a mont before tilting closer. "Oh, so it has co to that?" His voice lowered as he wrapped his hands around my waist. "Evric, I’m just trying to help. You don’t need to take it out on , okay?"

"Then kiss ," I demanded.

He did, his lips brushing mine with the weight of reassurance. When he pulled back, I whispered, "I have to leave this house in less than three hours. Can you bring that file?"

He smirked faintly. "Okay, boss."

I skimd through the file once he handed it over, my chest tightening as the truth sank in. "The project is scheduled across three countries. I’ll have to travel with Vanya... and appear in the dia alongside her."

"This is crazy," I muttered. "I have to travel with her, Zayn."

He stayed quiet for a beat, then said flatly, "Just do it. Focus on the work."

"You don’t get it, Zayn!" I snapped again.

He t my eyes calmly. "Evric, if you travel for work, it’s only for so ti. At least one week, maybe a month. It’s not forever."

"You’re serious?" I asked, my voice cracking. "I’ll be apart from you for that long?"

"I know what’s bothering you, Evric, but it’s okay. If you go, I promise that whenever you co back, I’ll make it up to you. Always."

My brows knitted. "How?"

"Let’s say you travel three days, when you’re back, I’ll spend one whole day with you. If it’s a week, then two days. If it’s a month..." He smiled faintly, brushing my cheek. "Then five days."

I studied him silently, torn between anger and longing. Finally, I blurted out, "Then just move in with , Zayn."

He smirked faintly. "Then put a ring on my finger, Evric."

"Babe," I called softly.

"Yes?" he answered, his tone patient.

"Please... move in with ."

Instead of answering, he changed the subject. "I should remind you, you’re running late."

My eyes widened. "That’s true!" I jumped up, tugging at his arm. "Let’s shower together."

"No, Evric," he said firmly, though a smile tugged at his lips. "It’s not healthy, especially when you’re already rushing."

I sighed dramatically, then teased, "I hate that you’re getting to know too well."

We both laughed, the tension dissolving, and ended up showering separately.

Soon after, he dressed, and we grabbed a quick breakfast together. My driver was already waiting downstairs. On the way, I dropped Zayn off at his restaurant.

Just before he got out, I leaned forward. "Babe, you forgot sothing."

He frowned slightly. "What?"

I pointed to my lips.

He chuckled, then bent down to give a quick kiss before slipping out of the car.

But as he reached the entrance of his restaurant, I froze. Soone was waiting there, who threw an arm around him in a playful hug. My chest tightened for a mont, the person looked so much like Nicki.

I forced myself to wave it off and leaned back as the driver pulled away toward Martixus Holdings.

When I reached the Martixus building, I was welcod in, and without wasting any ti, I went straight to Vanya’s office. Two other business partners were already waiting for . The mont I entered, Vanya said, "You’re late."

I couldn’t argue, people were already waiting, so I simply apologized. I had already gone through the file in the car on my way here, so I knew exactly what to say. We dove into the plan, and though it took longer than I expected, I couldn’t deny it looked like an exciting project. The partners were welcoming, and most of the investors they ntioned were people I had worked with before. By the ti we wrapped up, it was already late.

This project would soon require and Vanya to travel to Dubai for a series of investor etings, and my first dia appearance was also scheduled with her.

When everyone finally left, it was just and her in the office. We discussed the travel plans, and she contributed to every detail of the project. She was indeed skilled and intelligent. When we had finally gone over everything and it was ti for to leave...

Then she leaned back in her chair, her outfit impossible to ignore, a fitted silk blouse tucked into a pencil skirt that hugged her curves, the neckline dipping just enough to draw attention without trying. The soft glow of the desk lamp made the fabric shimr, outlining her figure in a way that was distracting, almost deliberate.

She rose gracefully from her chair and perched on the edge of the desk, too close, her eyes fixed on .

"Evric," she said softly, her lips curving, "you look even better in person. I expected charm, but I didn’t expect you to look this... delicious."

I looked at her the way one might look at poison in a crystal glass, dangerous, tempting to so, but never to .

Then she shifted, lifting one leg and sliding it between mine.

That was the breaking point. My voice thundered across the office.

"Take your stinking legs away from !"

Her eyes widened, but I didn’t stop. "Vanya, I’ll respect you as a partner. But if you ever cross that boundary again, if you dare repeat what just happened, I will break you."

A slow, twisted smile spread across her lips.

"Then break , Evric. Tie , destroy . I’ll be your slave if that’s what you want."

I scoffed, my voice like steel. "I’d rather buy a dog than take you as a slave."

I stood, brushed her hand from mine, and gave her a final, cold look.

"Nice to et you, Miss Vanya Martixus."

With that, I turned and started for the door.

Her voice followed , smooth and unbothered.

"I like your vibe, Evric. It’s nice to et you too, my sweet man."