Ezra's POVI kept on glancing at Snow while driving towards the address she set up on my waze. I couldn't stop adoring her. Part of me was also nervous today as he plans to talk to her parents. I wanted to be by her side for that moment, I tried persuading her again to let me come and talk to her parents but she resisted and I respect her choices so I had no choice but to let her do the talking alone with her parents.That nervousness inside me would often fade away cause everytime our eyes would meet, she would smile, melting my defenses.We arrived in the destination just as planned. I looked at her parents' mansion outside. I shrugged and felt the heavy feeling in my chest again."Are you sure about this?" I asked while she was removing his seatbelt. "You sure you'll handle this alone? I can come with you---""Ezra, my love." She massaged my jaw. "I'll talk to them first, okay? I don't wanna shock them. I'll prepare them first before bringing another man inside their house."I gas
"Four years." Ried sat beside me on the stool at the counter area of his bar. "You still think about her?"I raised my shot glass in front of his face before taking the shot. I ordered a bottle of Tequila to the bartender."Who's her?" I asked before taking another shot.Ried laughed. "Still bitter huh.""What are you talking about, dude?" I shook my head before taking another shot.Drinking alcohol in Ried's bar have been my hobby since then. I would often get drunk, just so I would feel numb."You still thinking about her?"I gripped on the shot glass. "No, I don't. I'm busy with my life so why would I ever think about her? No fucking way."Ried laughed again. "You're fooling yourself.""Fuck off!" I shook my head as I took another shot. My throat was already immune to tequila that I don't need any lemon or whatever bullshit chaser people normally used."Goodluck with your life, dude! I hope you find the right woman for you." Ried tapped my shoulder."Fuck off!" He chuckled teasin
"Snow, you still have time to change your mind." Quinn kept convincing me that we should go home. As if it was not too late; we finally arrived and she agreed to this plan. I couldn't understand why suddenly she had the gut to feel bad. "Quinn, look at where we are." I looked around as fresh air massaged my face with the trees dancing around and the ocean far away from us waving. "We already arrived at the island. Now is not the time to cancel any plans. Besides, I'm far from sure that I wanna do this; I need this, Quinn." We were walking towards our private room and I couldn't help but be amazed at the people passing by us, especially men. I already went here once and God forgives me for almost drooling at every man I had a conversation with. "But what if Clay--" "Please don't mention him." I puffed a breath. "Never mention that guy for God's sake." I rolled my eyes as I flipped my hair. I was here to have fun and forget my life outside The Ecstasy Land. People go here to forget t
"I'd love to." I hid my nervousness behind my sweet smile. He smiled back and grabbed my hand as he intertwined it with his. My lips parted with the electricity he brought to my nerves. "I hope you don't mind." He was looking at our hands. "Why would I?" Thank God I didn't stutter. I was fucking nervous and uncomfortable, at the same time I was liking his filthy, playful, straightforward act. We walked toward his cabin with our hands intertwined. I couldn't help but hide my smile. Clayton never held my hand in public, well we didn't care about each other so yep, no reasons to. When we arrived at his Cabin, I sat on the sofa and looked around the marble walls. His cabin was pretty big; he must be a VIP. "I didn't give you the permission to sit on my sofa." He frowned. My brows crossed in confusion. "Excuse me? You invited---" "But I'm giving you the permission to lay on my bed." His voice sounded alluring. I gulped. He was giving tension to my organs. I glanced at his queen-siz
"Let's go." He pulled me from my chair after I finished drinking my wine."Where are we going?"He didn't utter a word. I just stared at our hands intertwined while he was pulling me somewhere. Our whole dinner felt awkward for me. I could feel my chest pumping loud while eating. I was even uncomfortable with my underwear, soaking wet.My brows crossed when he walked me to the restroom. He pushed me into a cubicle and immediately closed the door."Ezra, what---""We're done with the dinner; it's dessert time." His breath travelled on my ear as he slid his finger inside my panty. I arched my head a little from the electricity he brought."Here? Are you serio--""Yes, I am." He moved my body to turn back on him as he lift the skirt of my dress, revealing my panty, he slid his finger again on my wet womanhood."Aah..." I could hold my moan anymore. He was playing with my clit, rubbing my folds. My cells shivered one ev
"Where are you, Snow? Seriously." Clayton asked on the phone. I rolled my eyes as I walked outside Ezra's cabin. It was my second day on the island and another day of getting to know Ezra. Two days with him felt so good except Clayton kept on calling me. "I told you, I'm with Quinn," I was trying to lower my voice despite the annoyance I was feeling with my husband. Since yesterday, I was ignoring his calls but it seems like he'd never stop bothering me. He really was good at ruining my life. "Where? Exactly?" I squeezed my eyes closed as I massaged my forehead. I looked back at Ezra's cabin, being cautious about him not seeing me talking with someone on the phone. Luckily, it was early morning and we slept late yesterday so he could be sleeping deeply. "It's girls' hang out. Why do you have to know?" "Because I'm your husband!" I gripped harder on the phone while it was on the side of my ear. I took a deep breath. I was supposed to forget everything here but Clayton coul
I was stunned, staring into his eyes. He could kill for me? Boyfriend? Where did he get that idea? His body built looks like someone who could torture anyone but I doubt he'd do that for a woman. My heart was drumming loudly. I was anxious he could feel it. Our chest was touching each other while our arms were still wrapped around each other's bodyI blinked a couple of times when he laughed so hard. "Chill! I was just joking." I punched his chest. He grabbed my fist as he pulled me closer to him, hugging me tighter. "Asshole," I whispered sarcastically. "Do I look like someone who kills?" I stared on his sandbar eyes. It was hella captivating. He was like a predator that could easily catch his prey. "Might be." I shrugged. "Serial killers are charismatic." "I'm charismatic, huh." He smirked as he wiped his thumb on my lips. I gulped, my throat felt dry. "As if it's your first time getting that word." "It's the first time I heard it from you. It sounded a lot better from
The next day, Ezra invited me for another ride, so we roamed around the island, admiring every beauty of it. After the long ride, I asked him to just drop me down at the hotel. He tried to insist but I resisted. I kinda need space away from him. I was continuously sleeping with him for three days already. I need to gather my thoughts alone. I couldn't think properly when I was with him. It was like, I was losing my mind. He parked the motor right outside the hotel. I handed him the helmet."So... Dinner later?" he asked.My lips froze like I didn't know what to say."Ez! My man!" A man stood in front of us. My eyes met his grayish eyes. He looks familiar, I probably saw him in the bar the last time I went here. His abs caught my attention since his buttondown polo was unbuttoned."Reid! What's up!" Ezra then glared at me; he leaned so his lips could reach my ears as he whispered, "Stop staring at his abs. I'm not jealous but... whatever.""I'm Reid, by the way." The guy In front