"Where have you been?" "Didn't Felix tell you?" Milla pursed her lips in annoyance. She hoped to get the answer from Ezra's lips directly. But Ezra was always annoying and instead reversed her questions. “I went to clean up the messes that happened in your life. You don't have to worry about your company while you're on leave.” "On leave? I didn't apply for leave and I don't intend to take time off. Are you going to kidnap me?” “You have to go somewhere to cool off. You've been stressed lately, haven't you? "I can handle it.. You don't have to worry about me." "The truth is I was worried about you. Last night you almost got killed. You must be traumatized." "Yeah, a little. I wanted to ask your permission to stay a few days at your house because I was afraid to go back to my apartment." "I checked your apartment this afternoon. No items were stolen. Only the walls of your room were damaged.” "You checked? So that crazy guy just wanted to scare me.” Mila snorted angrily. "He

Running away like a coward is something Ezra often does when he's confused about his life. He went to the club, trying to calm down while watching the hot women who had been shouting an invitation to him. But Ezra ignored them all and just sipped his brandy. It was cold out there making him want to get some warmth from this drink. Suddenly he felt a soft touch on his shoulder. Ezra turned and found a woman with shoulder-length blonde hair smiling at him. The woman made a gesture with her face that she wanted to sit next to him and Ezra motioned for her to sit down. "You seem to have a problem." "Are you not?" asked Ezra indifferently. "Yeah, it's ridiculous. But all humans have problems. Make me a margarita.” The woman was yelling at the bartender who was making drinks for other customers. “Anastasia. You?" "Ezra." "Well, why are you here, Ezra?" “Seeking solace I guess.” Anastasia nodded slowly. She turned the stool to face Ezra until her knees and Ezra's were touching. Anas

Mila opened her eyes and she woke up in Ezra's arms. One thing is rare. In fact, she had never woken up in Ezra's arms while they were both naked. When Ezra stayed at her apartment or when she became Ezra's captive, they only slept in the same bed. But don't touch each other. And usually Ezra was gone when she opened her eyes the next day. But this time is different. She woke up still in Ezra's arms. Skin meets skin, rubbing against each other. stuck together. And so perfect. Ezra's strong arms wrapped around her back. Her head rested on Ezra's hard chest muscles. Her breath tickled Ezra's dark curly, but soft, chest hairs. Mila moved her palms, trying to touch Ezra's solid chest. She did it very slowly, afraid to wake Ezra who was still sleeping soundly with soft snores. The skin of Ezra's chest was limp and warm. Mila could feel Ezra's regular heartbeat. Beating in rhythm with his warm breath on the top of his head. Mila smiled widely replaying her memories with Ezra last night. Ev

Mila didn't know what to do after Ezra was taken away by the police. She didn't continue cooking. She no longer felt hungry. She cleaned the kitchen and ate an apple she found in the fridge. She intends to return to her apartment in Ezra's car that was left out front. Even though going back to her apartment right now wasn't such a good plan because she was still traumatized by that crazy terrorizer. Maybe there is another package waiting for her in the office or at the door of her apartment. Imagining that makes Mila very sad and frustrated. She pressed her forehead against the wall after she showered and changed into her own clothes. She was ready to return to the city, but her heart was completely sad and empty. As she walked through Ezra's room, she suddenly burst into tears and couldn't stop crying until she was out of breath. Their time together was very short. All the gentle whispers that Ezra spoke in her ear, the expert touches, and all the things they made last night gave mo

Mila waited anxiously. Her head kept turning toward the door, waiting for the appearance of Ezra who Felix said would come soon. An officer had just escorted her and Felix to a special room to meet Ezra. The officer didn't explain why they were in this room instead of the others. But Mila is also grateful because they won't mingle with the other inmates. This place honestly made her nervous and nauseous. There were things in her that opposed this, that she should be in the upper elite and not set foot here having been involved in a serious crime. "When will Ezra show up?" "Calm down, Milla. I know you miss him a lot." Felix stifled a laugh seeing Mila's tortured expression on her face. If there was a mirror here, he really wanted to shove it in front of Mila's face. “I'm just worried about him. You know that Ezra actually—” “Ssshhh...” Felix made a hand gesture for Mila to stop babbling because that place could have bugs. “He will be fine. Trust me." “I often see on television t