Chapter 6

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 of us handed his hand to me. 

"Back off, dude." Ezra pushed him.

Reid laughed as he shook his head. "He's possessive, isn't he?" 

Ezra glared at me. I bit my lower lip to stop myself from smiling. He was so cute. His ears were red as if he was really pissed at his friend.

"What do you need, Reid?" Ezra's brows were crossed. I almost chuckled. 

Reid looked at me.

"No, you can't have her," Ezra declared.

"Chill, I just want the name."

"Snow, I'm Snow." I handed my hand but Ezra held it before Reid could even touch it.

Reid laughed harder like his mouth could reach the mountains. He even held his stomach from the laughter. I chuckled as I shook my head in amusement. I bit my lower lip when I caught Ezra glaring at me. I slightly smiled.

"Find another woman, Reid. She's mine."

I gulped as my skin shivered. That word coming from him felt so good and hot. I wanted to hear it again. I could feel my chest exploding.

"Lucky you, Ez." Reid looked at me from head to toe with an amused smile. "So tell me, Snow, how did you two meet?" 

"Uh..." I glanced at Ezra.

"Seriously dude! Quit playin' with me." Ez brushed his hair with his fingers, he looked more hot as some of his hair strands fell on his forehead looking like a messy but fashionable hairstyle.

"I'm just curious, Ez. You've never been that possessive with your flings. I wonder if she's different from the others." 

"She is. Now back off." 

Reid laughed as he winked. "Good luck with that and oh," he looked at me. "Nice to meet you, Snow." He grabbed my hand and kissed it quickly before running damn fast.

"Fuck you, Reid!" Ezra shouted while we watched Reid run like a horse in a race.

I met Ezra's sharp stares. He looked annoyed as he looked at my hand that Reid kissed. I could still feel his saliva on it.

"What?" I asked when Ezra didn't stop glaring at me. "I didn't know he'd do that. Don't look at me as if I like what he did."

"I know you didn't like it. I'm a better kisser, the best actually."

I laughed. "Too confident."

He still wasn't smiling but he was so cute. He looked like a puppy having a tantrums.

"Am I not the best?" He raised his right brow.

I gulped as I remembered how Clayton kissed me like he was eating a portion of dried food and how Ezra kissed me so passionately like he was eating the best ice cream in the world. I didn't know kissing would feel that good until I tried it with him, with Ezra.

"Fine. You are!" I rolled my eyes.

"You should have denied it so I could kiss you and prove it to you once again."

"You can kiss me anytime." I shrugged.

"Calm down." He looked up at the hotel behind us. "Take a rest. I'll see you later for dinner." 

I smiled. "See you--"

"--in my bed. Sure." He shrugged.

I slapped his rocky chest. "Naughty!"

"I thought you like naughty." He melted me with his deep tantalizing eyes.

"Did I say I don't?" 

He chuckled as he leaned and gave me a quick, soft kiss on my lips. "See you later, naughty woman."

I was smiling when I walked in my direction. I saw myself in the reflection of the elevator. I was stunned and looked at the way I smile until it slowly disappeared. It was like realization hit me and I had never smiled like that before, not that I could remember.

I puffed a breath when I reached my floor. I walked towards my room and there I saw Quinn, standing outside my door with her phone on her ears like she was trying to call someone.

"Hey!" I grabbed her attention.

"Oh my God, Snow! Where have you been?!" 

I laughed as I stood in front of her. I grabbed my keys and opened my room as I entered. She followed me and sat right on my bed.

"Where the hell have you been, Snow? I was worried!"

"Chill. Where else could I be?" I placed my tote bag on the side table as I removed my dangle earrings.

"I don't know, Snow. You didn't sleep in your room for two consecutive days and you just went back after three days. What have you been doing?"

I shrugged. "What do people do here?" I sat beside her as I massaged my feet. I smiled when Ezra and I's motor ride flashed back in my imagination.

Her lips parted. "You're screwing someone?" She blinked twice or thrice like she couldn't sink it in. I, myself couldn't. 

I nodded.

"What the hell, Snow!"

"What?" I laughed sarcastically. "Don't expect me to be here and just sit here, watch the sunset, swim and that's it. You know I went there for more than that, right?"

She massaged her head. "I didn't know you're gonna take it seriously. What about your husband?"

I looked away, I massaged my thigh while I stared at my red nails.

"I don't know, Quinn. What about him?"

She puffed s breath. I could understand how her chest felt cause mine felt like it was crushed by stones and it was suffocating. 

"Does your fling knows that you're married?"

I shook my head.

"Oh my God."

"He's just flying. He doesn't have to know the truth about my life. Besides what happens here, stays here. After this vacation, I wouldn't see him again. It will just all disappear like a bubble."

"What if Clayton discovered?"

"How?" My brows crossed. "No one can talk outside the island about what happens here, right? Their membership will be void if they do that so who would tell it to him?"

"I don't know. We never know, Snow."

"Exactly. We never know. So might as well take the risk and try to be happy for once, at least do what I want, truly want. I've never been this happy in my entire life, Quinn." 

She looked away. I saw the way she gulped and nodded. "Who's the guy?" she asked.

"It's better if you don't know him."

"Come on!" Her eyes totally disagree with her brows like what I just said was bullshit.

"It won't last so there's no point in knowing him."

"Yet he makes you the happiest."

I was stunned. My heart knocked on my chest. I was looking at my nails as Quinn's eyes made me uncomfortable.

"But he will eventually fade so..."

"Who's the guy, Snow?"

I glared at her. "You don't have to know---"

"I'll discover it one way or another. You know I'm not a stranger here. I have lots of connections, so just tell me before I asked someone about it." 

My lips parted. She was blackmailing me now huh. I took a deep breath as I massaged my thigh.

"His name is Ezra."

Her eyes widened. "Ezra? You mean Ezra Masterson?!"

"You know him?" Fuck! Don't tell me they were flings, please.


"How did you know him?"

"Who wouldn't? Come on, Snow! Quit playing. Who is it, for real?"

I was confused. I didn't get what she was talking about. Who Ezra anyway? Was he a model, a superstar, or an actor?

"I told you."

Her jaw dropped; her eyeballs were looking like it was gonna fall.

"You're sleeping with Ezra Masterson?!"

My brows crossed. "You make it sound like a big deal." I grabbed the remote on the side table and opened my aircon. The natural air was cosy but something inside me was feeling warmer.

"Of course, it is a big deal, Snow! What the hell! Don't you know him?"

"What? Is he some kind of a murderer? An actor? Supermodel---"

"Ezra is one of the owners of this island! You should know that, it's in the island's handbook!" 

I was stunned. I froze for a minute trying to sink what I just heard. My brows were still crossed, processing things.

"Are you serious?" 

"Did you even read the handbook?" She was looking at me in disbelief.

I shrugged. "Is it required?"

She laughed as she pulled my hair a little. "You're fucking the owner of this island and you have no idea? The hell, Snow! How to be you? I wanna be you." 

"Seriously, he's one of the owners?"


I covered my mouth with my palms when my jaw dropped that flies could enter inside. She was laughing hard while I was sinking everything. I was sleeping with a hot ass, multi-billionaire and he was really good, not to mention his humour. Oh my God, I felt so lucky yet part of me was disappointed; we couldn't be more than just fucking. 

"God, you're so lucky! Women out there are drooling to taste him." She pulled my hair a little.

I chuckled even when part of me was gloomy. 

"Do you know him personally?"

"Yes! Oh, God! He's a gorgeous man, isn't he?"

I nodded.

"So how is he as a man? Is he a fuckboy or an asshole or what?"

She smiled teasingly. "You sound so interested."

"I'm just curious."

"I guess you don't have to know. You two are temporary, remember?"

I puffed a breath. "Come on, Quinn! What is he like?"

"I don't know him that much." He shrugged. "I just met him from a friend and that's it."

"You didn't try to flirt with him?" Knowing Quinn, she probably did or maybe they did sleep together. Thinking about that stinks my chest.

"I did but he isn't easy to get so you really are lucky. Did he pick you or vice versa?"

"He approached me."

"Look at you!" She was smiling in amusement as she looked at me from head to toe. "How to be you?"

"Trust me, you wouldn't wanna know."

She laughed. "Is he good in bed? I mean, I'm sure he is but how good?"

"Shut up, Quinn." I laughed as I shook my head. Part of me couldn't take away the fact that I was in prison with Clayton. I really didn't know how I manage to be happy yet quite miserable. 

Quinn asked me more questions about him until she got tired of it. Someone called her and she waved her goodbye to me. I was left alone in the room with my yellow lights on. The cold four corners felt gloomy. My chest was kinda heavy. I took a deep breath before deciding to take a bath. 

After the shower, I wore a floral off-shoulder dress with a cut on both sides of the waist. I was gonna go for lunch alone but I was still not in the mood so I just sat on my bed and bumped my back on the headboard. What I did was slowly hitting my nerves. I never imagined myself having an affair or marrying someone I do not love at all. 

I flinched when a doorbell surrounded my quiet room. My brows crossed before walking toward the door and opening it. My lips parted when I saw Ezra with his unbuttoned black oversized polo; his abs were loud and proud and obviously hard. I bit my lower lip as my face heated when I remembered, he was one of the owners of this island; a big-time man indeed. I wanted to call myself lucky but I wasn't sure anymore.

"You like my chest?" 

I looked up at his face. I cleared my throat, trying to regain my senses. I could imagine how hard his chest felt when I was touching and kissing it.

"How did you know my room?" 

"I'm Masterson." He shrugged.

I wanted to slap myself. Dumb me to ask. Of course, he knew everything around here. 

"Why are you here anyway? We just waved goodbye to each other one hour ago. It's not even dinner yet." 

"Would it be bad if I asked you for lunch?" he asked.

I was stunned for a moment before I blinked twice. "You already did."

"Did I?" He chuckled sarcastically.


His brows crossed, looking at me with a confused face like he didn't get what I asked. 

I cleared my throat. "I mean---" 

"--- Eat with me or eat me; your choice," he cut me off.

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