Yvette's POV
I exhaled deeply.
"So… that is it? You offered to help my mum and initiate this deal just to be…" I shrugged, trailing off to find the right word. "Your s*x toy?"
With each silence, I grew more conscious of my thoughts as well as him. His broad shoulders, strong chest, divinely carved jaw and lips… I realised I never thought this through before coming to confront him. What it would be like and all…
Shut it, Yvette!
I scolded myself.
"Something like that," he finally spoke. It was the first time that night that he paused the footage he was watching to look at me. "Except, it comes with some dignity," he lowered his voice, eyes roaming my body.
My heart instinctively picked up its pace.
"Do you even understand the word 'dignity'?" I scoffed.
"If havi
