Zevara's POV
“And what do you think I want?”
He smirked like he had me exactly where he wanted me to be. “You want pleasure, Zevara. No commitment. No love. Just lust. Obsession. Possession and… me, Zevara. You want me.”
I didn't know what to say but I knew arguing was useless. Trying to dispute his words would only make the conversation stretch on and on.
Maybe he was right to some extent but I swear, I wanted to love someone too but I just couldn't. My heart felt like it wouldn't open to anyone no matter how hard I tried. But then.. I had always thought I loved Talon, until now that he told me that I was just a pretender.
And yes, I wanted him. Even now I'm still dripping for him and that was being a hypocrite like he had said. Talon deserved better than a woman who can't control
