CHAPTER 4. EZRA

Fleur was jumping from trees to trees as she hurried back to her house, she couldn’t explain the feeling she has. She felt light, energized and happy? She couldn’t shake off the smile on her face as she remember the time she spent with Zeeb. No mortal has ever made her feel this way and she was alarmed at the same time this is all so new to her.

She reached her house and she climbed up the roof to her balcony. She was taken aback as she saw the lights were turned on. She was pretty sure she did left it off when she went down and joined the party. Her smile was gone and she can feel the agitation building up once more it’s as if she never left the party. She cautiously opened the glass door to her room and she froze. Sitting on her bed was Ezra devilishly handsome and grinning at her.

“Where have you been princess?” He asked.

“Somewhere, I’m pretty sure the name of the street was None of Your Fucking Business.” She retorted sharply.

“I see…still feisty as ever.” He said now standing up in front of her so close that she can smell his intoxicating scent. She tried hard not to meet his eyes but his hands were on her cheeks and gently caressed her chin as he tilt it up. Their eyes met and she felt breathless. “Damn he is hot” her inner voice telling her as she breathlessly muttered. “Get back.”

He smiled and whispered to her ear, “Don’t fight it, I know you want it.”

She was immobile in his control, he was a powerful Immortal after all, and yet something tells her it’s something else, that deep down she has this twisted attraction to him too. Damn her Immortal genes. They have always been sensual creatures and having an insanely attracted Immortal like Ezra standing too close to her is making her defenses crumble.

“He moved his face near and gently his lips touched hers. She wanted to push him but his scent was so intoxicating her wall fell and she felt herself answering his kisses as he held her head and his hand massaging the back of her neck. It was as if she was on a trance. She couldn’t help herself. She breathlessly let her hands explore his body, giving in to her senses and unbuttoning his shirt as she felt his muscles hot underneath her touch, she craved more and her hands kept caressing. He let out a moan and he broke their kiss his eyes penetrating her gaze.

“That’s my girl.” He smiled again and once more claimed her lips and this time his hands crept at her breasts. Their kiss grew more passionate and intense as he suddenly pushed her back hard. She was sent flying to her bookshelf as books crashed on her head. She was taken aback and her desire quickly turned into anger as her eyes grew dark and she growled at him. She was fast on her feet and lunged toward him making him fall flat to his back as she was on top of him.

He let out a chuckle and she was taken back to the present, she might be attracted to him but she hates him with her whole heart, she wanted to snap his neck right then and there but she remembered her promise to her mother.

Her grasped on his shoulders loosen and he quickly maneuvered, pinning her down instead.

“You are mine and there is nothing you can do to escape your destiny princess.” He said as his eyes probe her eyes and her body. He lowered his lips touching hers briefly, she felt her resolve melting away again as she closed her eyes, ready to accept his advances.

And then, he was gone. Breathlessly she opened her eyes and found that she was all alone. She stood up sat on her bed and screamed. It was so loud and full of hate. She lay down face first into her pillow as she tried to muffle the sound of her tears.

She hated herself for losing her control with Ezra and she hated her life. As she poured tears to her pillow, she saw Zeeb’s face in her head, smiling at her. The happiness and warmth she felt drowned her sorrows and she felt peace. In her head she can hear Zeeb telling her “It’s going to be okay…” and then she felt it in her heart and a comforting feeling enveloped her. She sat up dried her eyes and deep down she knows, and she understood that Zeeb is someone special. She sat there motionless as she let the sense of calm take over her anger, soothing her and comforting her as she hears Zeeb’s gentle voice telling her “It’s okay…” over and over. She closed her eyes and let the vision of him linger. She lay down and slept.

In her dreams she met Zeeb, he was sitting on her bed watching her, she sat up, their eyes met and tears were brimming in her eyes, but this time it wasn’t out of anger or despair but of the overwhelming sense of peace she felt as he saw her. He reached out to touch the tendrils of hair that fell from her ponytail. He leaned close and wrapped her in a comforting embrace.

Meanwhile, Zeeb was lying on his bed at their cabin house, feeling the breeze of the night and hearing the waves nearby, his eyes closed as he dreams of Fleur crying on her bed and in distraught. He smiles at her embracing her and telling her everything’s going to be fine. He moved back and looked at her smiling. He gently closed the gap between them and kissed her cheeks where the tears touched and then gently kissed her lips. She answered his kiss, it was beautiful, gentle and kind. They separated breathless as she laid down and he laid down beside her. On that night he hugged her to sleep as he comforted her, it felt so real.