FAZER LOGIN"What exactly are they both doing inside while both of us are standing right here for almost more than half an hour?" Maddison complained while pressing the calling bell once again.Sorin looked entirely too amused beside him. "They must be busy." "That sentence alone sounds crazy." Zachary finally opened the door, the atmosphere inside still carried traces of earlier tension, but somehow the suffocating fear from before had loosened slightly now that Zachary and Sorin were here.Slightly.Maddison stepped inside first before immediately turning around suspiciously toward the Zachary."Why didn’t you both open the door earlier?" he frowned. "We stood outside so long while pressing door bell, we even made a call, neither you both opened the door, nor answered the call.... What's wrong with both of you?" Sorin instantly looked away while biting back visible laughter.Zachary calmly adjusted his shirt before answering without shame, "I was talking on call." "Is it too deep call?" Sor
∆EZEKIEL POV∆"How much do you like me?"Zachary’s voice was low and warm against my hair, carrying a rare note of genuine curiosity mixed with that possessive edge he could never quite hide. I lay curled against his chest, our bodies still slick with sweat and marked from the intense rounds we had just shared. My heart was still racing, every inch of me tingling with aftershocks of pleasure, yet the question made something soft and vulnerable bloom in my chest.I lifted my head slightly, meeting his dark eyes. "More than I probably should," I admitted quietly, my voice hoarse from all the moaning and screaming. "Enough that it scares me sometimes.... Even I don't know when it started." A small, and satisfied smile tugged at Zachary’s lips. He rolled us gently onto our sides, spooning me from behind. His strong arm wrapped around my waist, pulling my back flush against his chest. I could feel his half-hard cock resting against my ass, warm and heavy, still slick from our earlier r
∆EZEKIEL POV∆"Leave all those," Zachary said, brushing his thumb gently across my cheek. "Come with me… Let’s go back home."I looked at him for a long moment, the weight of his words settling heavily between us. The apartment felt too small, and too charged with everything that had happened today. But the idea of returning to that mansion, to being surrounded by four walls that felt more like a cage than a home, made something inside me tighten with resistance."No," I replied quietly but firmly, stepping back just enough to create a little space. "I told you I don’t like to be trapped between four walls."Zachary’s jaw tightened, but his hand remained gentle on my face, thumb stroking my skin like he was trying to soothe the tension he could feel radiating from me. "I can’t leave you alone," he said, voice low and rough with concern. "Not after everything happening around you." "I can’t live alone in a room as if I’m a prisoner," I shot back, my voice cracking slightly with exha
∆NO POV∆“Why are you looking at my apartment like you’re about to arrest someone?” Maddison asked suspiciously, his eyebrows raised in clear confusion.Zachary’s gaze slowly moved across the room again, taking in every corner with sharp, calculating eyes, before finally settling back on him. The intensity of that stare made the air feel heavier than it should have in such a small space.“Because something feels wrong here,” Zachary replied, his voice low and steady, carrying an edge that sent a subtle chill through the room.The question immediately shifted the atmosphere again, turning what had been a casual conversation into something far more tense.Maddison blinked once in confusion, clearly caught off guard. “What?”Zachary finally looked toward him fully now. His expression was calm, almost unnervingly so, yet there was something dangerously observant lurking beneath it, like he was piecing together a puzzle no one else could see.“Who else lives along with you in this apartmen
∆NO POV∆“Did Zachary tell you what you really are, Ezekiel?”The cold voice through the phone wrapped itself around the apartment like smoke.Not loud or threatening, just calm enough to make everything feel worse.Rain hammered endlessly against the windows while dim yellow lights flickered faintly overhead. Maddison stood beside the couch gripping the kitchen knife so tightly that his knuckles had already turned white, while Ezekiel remained frozen near the center table with the phone pressed against his ear.Every nerve inside his body felt painfully alert.“What are you talking about?” Ezekiel asked quietly, forcing his voice not to shake.A soft laugh echoed through the speaker.“You truly know nothing…. What a poor thing you're!” Maddison stepped closer immediately. “Alright creepy anonymous psychopath, either explain properly or stop talking like a rejected horror villain.”The voice ignored him completely and concentrated only on Ezekiel. “Your father is just the same as you
∆NO POV∆“Why isn’t he answering?”Zachary’s voice sounded low and controlled, but the tension beneath it was impossible to miss.Rain slid heavily down the massive glass windows of his study while the city glowed coldly beneath the storm outside. The mansion remained unusually quiet tonight, almost unnaturally so, but none of that held Zachary’s attention anymore.His eyes stayed fixed on the phone resting in his hand.Unread again.Five calls…. No answer.Two messages…. Still nothing.Across the room, Sorin leaned lazily against the liquor cabinet while watching Zachary with visible amusement. “You’ve checked your phone sixty times in under a minute.”Zachary ignored him completely.That alone immediately made Sorin suspicious.Normally Zachary would’ve scolded him at least twice by now.Instead, he kept staring at the screen like the silence itself irritated him personally.Sorin raised one eyebrow slowly. “You look like a divorced husband waiting for custody updates.”Still nothin
∆NO POV∆"Aren't you going to answer?" Zachary raised an eyebrow, his voice was low, but the seriousness in it left no room for avoidance.Ezekiel’s throat tightened.For a moment he simply stared up at Zachary, the weight of that question pressing heavily against his chest while the cold air again
∆EZEKIEL∆"What's your motive behind following me?" Zachary asked in a voice that had suddenly lost all trace of amusement as his eyes fixed on me with a cold intensity that made the air in the room feel heavier.My heartbeat stumbled immediately because that tone was very different from the teasin
∆EZEKIEL∆"Didn’t you say you would do anything I say just a minute ago?" Zachary asked from the door, watching me with the calm patience of someone who already knew how this situation would end.For a brief moment I simply stared at him, then I forced out a bright laugh that sounded far more confi
∆EZEKIEL∆"Spread my legs? My ass," I shot back before my brain could catch up with my mouth. "Try it and I’ll break yours."For half a second there was silence, thick and uneasy.Then they laughed.Not normal laughter, but the kind that crawled under your skin







