Chapter 82

Evelyn's POV Hearing my flippant suggestion about dropping him at a strip club, the man on the couch suddenly opened his eyes. Calvin stared at me with burning eyes. His gaze traced down my face slowly, stopping at my lips. Something in that look made me catch my breath. I froze mid-sentence. Why was he looking at me like that when I'd just told him to find some other woman? I glanced down at myself—I was only wearing a thin robe, ready for my bath. The silk barely covered my thighs, hanging loose at my chest. Damn it. His eyes traveled over me slowly, making me feel more exposed than if I'd worn nothing at all. Beta Zeon must have felt the tension in the room. He scrambled for an excuse to leave. "I just remembered," he said quickly, "I have some urgent files to deliver to the office." I raised an eyebrow. "At this hour? Who exactly is going to read these files when your Alpha is sitting right here?" Zeon acted like he hadn't heard me. "The deadline is tomorrow morning," he said quick