MAXIMUS:
The door had barely closed when I realized what Zara must have seen. Her scent lingered; the herbs on the floor also bore evidence. f**k, this just got more complicated.
Damn it.
Jasmine still straddled my lap, her lips glistening, her hand sliding down my chest—all aimed to seduce me. My hand was at her waist, not from desire, but from shock and restraint.
“Still the same Maximus,” she teased, eyes lighting up. “Too honorable to shove a lady away.”
I narrowed my gaze. “You’ve overstepped, Jas. I respect you because of the past, but don’t take my kindness for approval.”
Her smile curved sharper. “And yet, you didn’t stop me. Perhaps because you know it makes sense. You and I — we’ve always been destined for this. My father said as much. "Come on, it would benefit me as much
