LOGINMelinda??? Tell me you didn't expect this.
EZRAN’S POV.Erik stared at me like he couldn’t believe what he had just heard. The city lights reflected faintly against his face, while cold wind swept through the empty parking lot.“You really like him?” he asked quietly this time.I laughed weakly and rubbed my face tiredly. “That’s literally what I just said.”“No, I mean…” He exhaled sharply. “Like actually like him? Not the jokes I’ve been cracking with you all these while?”“Yes.” The word left my mouth too easily.I didn’t even need time to think about the answer anymore. The worst part was that it felt too painful, too painful.Erik looked away briefly before sighing under his breath. “Jesus Christ, Ezran.”“I know.”“No, you don’t know.” He turned back toward me again. “You’re talking about Lucian Banks.”“I know who I’m talking about.”“He’s your stepbrother.” Erik argued.The word hit me hard as if a bucket of freezing water was poured on me. I swallowed hard and looked down at my shoes quietly.“I know.”“He is technic
EZRAN'S POV.I sat in the clubhouse with Erik, Rowan and Jeanne, sighing repeatedly.“Why do you look like we forced you to be here with us?” Jeanne asked.“But you did force me!” “Seriously, Ezran,” Erik scoffed. “You’re a killjoy.”I wasn’t a killjoy. I was just trying to avoid anything that would get me drunk and loose. My experience with clubbing was one hell of a kind—from meeting Melinda, to getting involved in a fistfight, to getting beaten up, to drunkenly kissing Lucian.I couldn't risk it again. Never.My phone chimed with a notification and I stared at the screen. It was a text from Melinda.Melinda messaged me out of the blues? I quickly opened the chat interface.[MELINDA: Congratulations on winning first place at your school’s presentation, Ezran. You’re the real deal.😊😘]I don’t know why that little comment from her made me blush hotly. I texted her back.[Thank you.]Almost immediately, she called via video call and I answered without hesitation.“Congrats, Ezran.” s
EZRAN'S POVBy 5:30 AM, my alarm blared. I rolled off the bed and groaned, Luciana meowed behind me.I stared blankly at my reflection in the mirror while brushing my teeth. Dark circles, blank and hollow eyes. “Perfect,” I mumbled.Luciana sat on the sink staring at me judgmentally with those pretty eyes of hers.“You don’t understand the struggle,” I accused softly. “Being a final year student in college whose project was rescheduled is traumatizing.She blinked once, not understanding what I said.Exactly.After dressing up, I grabbed my laptop bag and of course, my daughter, and rushed downstairs.The dining room lights were already on. Lucian was already sitting, dressed in his usual style. His eyes lifted briefly from his tablet the moment I entered.“Didn’t sleep well?”“Kind of. I stayed up thinking of how the presentation would go.” I answered honestly.Lucian finally lowered his tablet completely and looked at me properly.“I already told you that you’ll do fine.”“You’re o
EZRAN'S POVI stared at the announcement on my phone screen and groaned.Rowan frowned immediately. “What happened?”“They changed the defense time.”“What?” he paused. “But that’s not a problem.”“It is a problem because it’s now slated for seven in the morning.” Rowan slowly removed his glasses. “You’re joking.”“I wish I was.”He snatched his own phone immediately and opened the school forum. Barely two seconds later, his expression darkened violently.“That professor is a monster.”I nodded in full agreement.“Seven AM?” I repeated in disbelief. “Who defends projects by seven in the morning? I can’t even meet up with 9 AM classes!”Rowan groaned and dragged his hand down his face. “I’m beginning to suspect that this school hates happiness.”Honestly.Our presentation wasn’t even something you could freestyle. It involved live interface demonstrations, synced prototypes, backend explanations, data flow structures, user simulation—God. I suddenly wanted to disappear from existence.
Something priceless but free? Lucian’s voice stayed low beside my ear, calm and smooth enough to ruin my mental stability completely. I forgot how to breathe.“How about something priceless in worth but free in cost?”My fingers tightened instinctively around Luciana’s carrier.He couldn’t possibly mean—No, absolutely not. But wait, maybe yes.Oh God. What was I thinking?I blinked rapidly and stepped back so fast I nearly walked into the staircase. Lucian watched me quietly, one brow lifting slightly.“What?” he asked with mock innocence.“You know exactly what.”“Do I?” he asked again. His eyes flickered downward briefly before returning to my face. “Your ears are red.”Fucking traitorous body.I looked away immediately, pretending to focus on Luciana instead.“My cat is sleepy.”“Not your cat. ‘Our cat’,” he corrected calmly.I nearly combusted on the spot. Before I could reply, footsteps suddenly echoed from upstairs.“Ezraaan—”Jeanne froze halfway down the staircase the second
I blinked once, then scratched the back of my neck awkwardly.“Mn?”Oh, Ezran! You’re finished.“You don’t have to if you’re uncomfortable,” she added quickly.“No, no, that’s not it.” I laughed softly. “I’m just… not really looking for anything right now.”Her expression fell slightly, but she still smiled politely. “That’s okay.”“I’m sorry.”“It’s fine.” She laughed awkwardly and adjusted the straps of her bags. “At least I tried.”“That’s brave honestly.”“Thanks, I think.”She waved lightly before walking away quickly. The second she disappeared, Erik sprinted toward me dramatically.“OH MY GOD.”“Please lower your voice.”“You rejected a pretty and tall woman because your heart belongs to a cold billionaire.”I nearly choked. “Keep your voice down, you Judas!”He clutched his chest theatrically, not having enough of the joke.“Lucian Banks, the homewrecker you are.”I shot him a horrified look and covered his mouth with my palms, glancing around quickly.“Are you trying to get me
I didn’t answer him. For a second, I couldn’t.My brain stalled completely. Like everything inside me had just short-circuited at once.Did he just ask me that? Yes, he did.And did I find it hot? Yes, I did.I could swear I was gradually losing my sanity. I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry.
The room went still. Not gradually, instantly.The music was still blasting from the speakers, bodies were still moving across the dance floor, glasses still clinked, but the space around us suddenly felt different — because Lucian Banks had just entered the room.The three idiots in front of me tur
A dozen eyes turned toward me and I paled instantly.I choked. I just choked because of Lucian's statement! “Are you okay?” Mom asked, leaning closer to my seat.“I—I’m fine,” I said, gulping down a full glass of water.Gawd, this is so embarrassing.“You don't look fine.” “I am.”The silence str
Avoiding Lucian became my new full-time hobby.Unfortunately, the Banks mansion was too large for comfort but somehow still too small to escape him.By the time I returned from school that afternoon, the house had settled into its usual quiet luxury. The staff moved like ghosts, the marble floors re







