Chapter 20

Ezra’s POV

“Scared?” he asked with a smirk on his face. He started walking towards me. I did not notice that I keep on stepping backward until my back hit the edge of the countertop.

I gulp. He is smirking at me, but his closing our gap makes me uncomfortable.

My hand started quivering and the small strands of hair at the back of my neck stands.

I could not move anymore due to the sink at my back and I do not want to remove my eyes from him, scared of what he might do.

He leaned forward and tilt his head with the same smirk plastered on his face. He then places his hands on my side to jail me in between.

He looked at me intently and his eyes dropped on my lips and crawled back to my eyes.

“Hmm… I’m right,” he murmured.

I feel like something heavy was lifted on my chest when he fixes his stance and withdrew from me.

He then inserted his hands into his pocket. “Ryler is lucky to have a slave like you. You are beautiful.”

My lips parted at what he said. I look at him with a confused expr