~Zayn's POV~
I scoffed, pointing at him. "No, I am not doing that with you."
He only smiled wider. "You will, baby. We're going to be richer together."
I laughed. "Then go and collect it yourself!"
"Babe, please," he murmured, his tone softening into something coaxing. "Everything you receive is a reflection of your worth. Just take it, okay? It would mean a lot to him to do this for you."
"Okay, baby," I finally relented, unable to say no to him.
Suddenly, Evric went silent. His gaze softened as it drifted from my face down to my bare chest, lingering just long enough to make my breath hitch. Only then did I realize I was still standing there, half-naked, the air between us charged with something unspoken and dangerously intimate.
"Can you... Bring the camera down?" he rasped, his voice suddenly husky.
I smirked, slowly lowering the phone until the camera captured me standing there in nothing but my boxers.
