Chapter 68: "Female Fatale"

Larissa's viewpoint

I'm a female fatale.

I can nail this.

Even if I don't, I can make it worth his while. I can do this.

I cleared my throat to get into character, flipping my hair over my shoulder. Zayne couldn't hide the amusement on his face and the mischievous glint in his eyes as he watched me seated on the bed with his legs and arms folded.

I cleared my throat for the umpteenth time and moved my double ponytails back across my shoulder. "You're making me nervous," I pointed out.

He shrugged. "Sweetness, I'm waiting for you to take the lead. Don't worry about my character, you just do what you have to do and entertain me,"

I flexed my shoulders, taking that as a challenge. "Alright!" I shouted energetically with a jump. I rubbed my hands together and closed my eyes, remembering everything I knew about dominating sexy women. It's not a lot. Still, I exhaled and opened my eyes, a lazy smile on my face.

"You know, Zayne. When I first started dating you, I expected that at least thre