Ezra Fitz Mga Nobela at Kwento

"No, Eash... I don't believe that. Ezra might compete with you in other areas, but not over people. Have you ever seen him pay attention to girls? There aren't even rumours about him dating anyone. He's hyper-focused on his work. And if he did have ulterior motives, why would he ignore me all this time? He doesn't even smile with me at other times." Eash barely processed her last words. His mind stuck on one detail: No rumours about Ezra with women. "What're you saying? That's because he hasn't slept around like me; he's some saint? That he's a 'focused good guy' just because there's no gossip about him?" Eash asked, struggling to keep his voice steady.

Ezra holds his hand out, and Roman begins walking forward, leaving behind his Papa and Aero. Roman couldn't take his eyes off Ezra. He couldn't believe how handsome he looked in his Sebastian Cruz Black Vittoriana suit with a burgundy vest and Burgundy and black tie. The closer he got, the more detail he could see in Ezra's suit. The darker black swirls looked pretty to the Omega. He wanted to touch them to see if they were velvet; they looked like they were. When Roman looked up, he saw Ezra's eyes flashing red as they swept over his body. It made the Omega blush to see his King looking at him like that and knowing he liked what he saw.

Ezra sat in his Jet, going through photos of Sarah and Liam at the fundraiser. Then photos showing her with George Krisinky having a Chinese dinner. He tossed his phone away, irritated. He left the country for two stupid days, and the brainless woman was already all over men. It was like she was intentionally trying to piss the living daylights out of him. He clenched his hand, breathing heavily, but on second thought, he picked up his phone and dialed her number.