TWENTY THREE

"Ezra!" Mila shrieked. She was panting. Sweat was pouring down her forehead profusely when she managed to recognize Ezra's profile in front of her. She was absolutely terrified that one of their assailants would find her and arrest her.

"Why did you do that?" whispered Mila annoyed. She tried to push Ezra's chest away, but Ezra pressed his body against her even more and glared sharply.

"Are you trying to run away?"

"I don't. I just... I just want to get out of here. Too stuffy.” Mila pretends to cough. She was getting hotter because Ezra still locked her body tightly.

“Didn't Felix tell you to hide and not go anywhere until one of us comes? What if those damn people find you?”

"But they didn't find me," Mila replied skeptically. “Now let me go. Have they left already?”

"I've finished them all. It would be foolish for them to think they could beat me.”

"You damn arrogant man. Who are they?"

“Edward's men. We should have left here long ago. But you just ramble and hinder our journey.”

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