CHAPTER 42DORIANThe door shut behind him with a soft click.Ezra.The boy walked out of my house limping, wincing with every step, and all I could think was—mine.I leaned back against the wall, arms crossed, jaw tight. My chest still burned from the way he’d clung to me last night. His voice. His gasps. His pleas. I swallowed hard.I should have been on my knees begging for forgiveness, not standing here wishing he had stayed.“Christ,” I muttered under my breath, dragging a hand over my face.What have I done?I broke my vow. I shattered years of discipline in one night. Celibacy, obedience, everything I swore—burned the second Ezra Monroe looked at me like I hung the stars.And God help me, I’d do it again.I walked to the sink, poured water into a glass, and drank it down in one swallow. My reflection in the window looked back at me—tired, shadowed, and utterly corrupted.But the guilt didn’t erase the truth. The truth was, I liked the way he looked sitting on my table, shirt to
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