~Ezinne~ I bolted upright in bed, a scream tearing from my throat, my body drenched in cold sweat, and tears carving wet trails down my cheeks. But before the echo of my terror faded, strong hands captured me, pulling me against a firm chest. The sensation of a powerful heartbeat under my ear grou
But my feet carried me all the way to my private quarters. I reminded myself that this was necessary—to provide Ezinne with a sense of belonging, as Rhea and everyone else had advised. I needed to reassure her of her safety with me. Even from the hallway, her lavender scent began to torment my libid
~Ezinne~ A sudden chill seeped into my bones, stirring me from the depths of sleep. As I blinked into the shadow-draped room, a tangible absence of warmth enveloped me. I turned my head slowly toward Malik’s side of the bed, where just last night he had held me close. His scent still lingere
I picked up a crossbow, resting against the table, turning it over in my hands. "Kael, you handle these weapons as if they were delicate flowers," I remarked, admiring the meticulous care with which each piece was maintained. Kael chuckled as he took the crossbow from me, his touch gentle. "
~Malik~ Fuck! I nearly got hit while my gaze lingered on Ezinne with Kael in the corner. Had I made a mistake by asking them to let her go wherever she wished? Now, she was here, and I couldn't seem to concentrate. I couldn't get myself to ignore her presence when all I thought about
My childhood memories were filled with Xavier protecting me. I remembered Xavier was a robust, spirited boy, so much so that my father often worried he was too wild—a trait my mother laughingly claimed was inherited from Isla. He had once lived with us for a year or two because he was suspended from
~Malik~ I rose to my feet at the same time Xavier rose to his, a flicker of delight danced in his eyes—a spark ignited by his gaze upon my wife. I had nearly forgotten Xavier's reputation as the world's most notorious playboy. He sauntered toward Ezinne, who radiated beauty in a simple sundre
"Did you eat yet? I can—" Sensing what she was about to say, I cut in sharply, "I'll have the servants prepare us a palatable meal." How could she offer to cook for another man? I've not even bothered her with cooking for me. "I insist," Ezinne countered, her voice holding a determined edg