I woke up early in the morning only to stare at the ceiling for a minute or two. I gasped as reality was starting to soak me. I looked at Ezra beside me who was peacefully sleeping. I thinned my lips, staring at his gentle face. I wanted to caress it but my hand froze as it hesitated. I puffed a breath and carefully went out of being. I wore my clothes and quietly fix myself. It was time to go back to the hotel. I still haven't done fixing my luggage; the boat would sail early based on Quinn. I looked at the window. It was still dark outside but the island lights were enough to see the gloomy surrounding. I looked at Ezra who was still sleeping. I couldn't stop my chest from tightening. "I'm sorry," I whispered. I learned to appreciate his face closer. I caressed my hand on his soft cheek as my eyes glistened in sadness. "You make me the happiest, Ezra. But happiness doesn't always last in life, doesn't it?" I puffed a breath. "You will be forever in my heart, my Ez." I puffed a b
"Ezra." My jaw dropped as I looked into his eyes. I blinked numerous times. I wasn't dreaming! The machine of the helicopter stopped, lessening the noise around. "You're leaving me again, Snow?" I just froze together my heart. It was impossible. I left him in his cabin, sleeping. "I won't let that happen." He went out of the helicopter and reach for my hand while he was standing outside, asking me to go down. "How..." I blinked. "You were sleeping when I left." "You make me the happiest, Ezra." He mocked. "You will be forever in my heart." My jaw dropped, still couldn't find my posture. "You're awake the whole time?" "Don't leave, Snow." He didn't answer me. "Let's go back to the island." I looked at his hand, offering to help me hop out of the helicopter. "I didn't remind you that I'm leaving today." I was still confused. Quinn poked his elbow on my waist, making me remember that she was just beside me, watching everything. "I have connections, Snow. Come on, hold my hand
"What are we gonna play?" I asked Ezra put the bottle on the side table. "A fun game called Never Have I Ever." A smile escapades my lips. "I know that game." "You played that before?" "No. I just heard about it from a friend." I sat properly, leaning my back on the headboard while I was facing him. "Great. Shall we start?" He sounded excited. "We shall." He put alcohol on the shot glass with a smirk on his face. "Go on; you start." I looked up, thinking about something interesting. "Never have I ever drunk-dialled my ex." He laughed. "You know I don't have an ex, only flings." "Ex-flings!" I clarified. Ez just sighed and drank the alcohol. My brows crossed. "You drunk-dialled an ex-fling?" "Yes, but it's nothing important. I remember I called her because she stole something from me. That's all." "What did she steal?" I raised my right brow. He teasingly smirked. "Jealous?" "I'm just asking." I threw a pillow on his face. He laughed. "She stole my yacht so I had to get
"Ah! Snow!" "Uhm..." I gripped the bedsheet as Ezra thrust deep and fast inside me while his head was on my shoulder, burying his face in my neck, moaning in the sweet, nice morning. I hugged my legs around his waist as he goes deeper inside me. "Ah, Ezra! Hmm..." I gripped my hand on his hair as my back curled in the spasm of pleasure. "Oh shit Ezra! Fuck! Don't stop! Yeah! Like that! Ah!" I gripped tighter on his hair as my orgasm exploded. Oh God, the electricity on my body travelled like a good freaking cloud nine. "Ah!" I was still out of breath as he continued savouring my inside. His big, hard cock filled every corner of my femininity. "Ah!" He made one last thrust before pulling his manhood out. He removed the condom and threw it in the trash, then quickly he went back on top of me. "What a lovely morning," he whispered and gave me a short kiss... I chuckled. "Indeed." He laughed and kissed me on my nose before he lay beside me. I moved closer as I wrapped my arm aroun
"Clayton..." I paused, taking all the courage I have. "I'm okay. You can stop bothering me now," I said with my trembling hand, holding the phone in my ear. "What the fuck, Snow?!" His voice could break a glass. "I'm never coming back to you, Clayton. I'm filing a---" "Don't you dare!" "Or what? You're gonna kill me?!" "Stop fucking around! Come back here or I'll come search for you! You're never gonna---" "Fuck you!" I shouted before ending the call. I threw my phone on the bed and I flinched when I saw Ezra just standing beside me. He smiled. "That's my lady." I chuckled as I rolled my eyes. "I don't wanna be manipulated by him ever again." "We will not let that happen." He hugged me and kissed my forehead while I closed my eyes, cause deep inside, I felt my fragile heart getting scared after saying those words to Clay. For the next few days, we spent our time mostly in his cabin. As we got to know each other more, the more I was clinging to him and the more I was getting s
Ezra's POV "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" My mind was going insane as I looked around the hotel. I couldn't find Snow. I couldn't even contact her phone! Goddamnit! I was roaming around, panicking, checking every corner of the fucking hotel. I even checked the restrooms but she wasn't really there. I asked the management to let me see the CCTV footage of this day. We have been looking at the screen for every minute that I was gone in the hotel. I stroked my hair as I clenched my jaw. No, Snow wouldn't leave me. She would never ghost me, not again. "Fuck! That's her! That's Snow!" I pointed at the screen as I stared at the elevator footage carefully. He was with a man! Fuck shit! "They leave the hotel three hours from now, mister," The security informed me. "Fuck!" I almost punched the wall but ended up punching in the air. The annoyance and anger inside me were lingering. I went back to my hotel room and dialled the number of my private investigator. "Good day---" "Mister Irving, can
I lost count of how many days I have been caged in the master's bedroom. Most times, Clayton would leave me with the door locked so I couldn't go out. He would bring me food so I wouldn't need to even go down to the dining area. I guessed it have been weeks or so but thankfully I didn't lose my communication with Ezra as Sasha, my maid and Quinn were helping us. I managed to survive living in the four corners of the room because at least I could still hear Ezra's voice with the burner phone Quinn gave to me last time. On the other hand, Clayton never hit me again. He just became stricter, gets easily angry, and always shouting. He would scream at me from time to time, threaten me, and push me 'till my body drops to the floor. I accepted all of it, cause part of me felt like I deserved it. I cheated on him and even though I'm not in love with him, cheating will always be a sin. I was sorry, but I was still begging him to set me free. He wouldn't listen; he would just walk out before h
I swallowed deeply as the silence almost killed me. Clayton didn't talk for a minute. It was as if we were both drowning in silence until he wrapped his arms around my waist and he rested his face on my shoulder. I froze with my lips parted. I couldn't move like I have been caged in an iceberg. "It hurts, Snow," he whispered. "Every minute of the day you never failed to make me feel how you just married for my money and four families. It's hurting me, Snow. Knowing that I'm nothing to you but just a piece of ba ank that your parents need to survive... Then you cheated on me... Do you know how painful it is to try and still be not enough?" I looked up, calming my burning eyes. "Clayton..." I held his arms, trying to loosen his hug but he just gripped his arms tighter on my body. I sighed. "Clayton, I'm sorry... I'm really sorry but you know in the first place that... that's the only real reason. I did make it clear to you yet you still forced me to tie not with you." "Because I hop