Xerxes' POV
The moment I saw Amara standing in the doorway, every ounce of desire I'd felt seconds before evaporated completely. My body went from burning with need to cold indifference in an instant.
The shift was so jarring that I had to force myself not to grimace at the timing.
"How does that concern you?" Nasir asked, voicing my thoughts. His voice carried that particular type of boredom he reserved for people who annoyed him beyond measure.
I could practically feel his eye roll without even looking at him.
But Amara, true to her insufferable nature, completely ignored him and turned her attention directly to me.
Her dark eyes held that familiar combination of entitlement and desperation that had grown more pronounced over the years.
"Why are you jeopardizing your future wi
