Chapter 43

Hazel’s POV

I was ready for bed when I heard the twisting of the lock. My brows furrowed in confusion about who would visit me now. Ria just left, did she want to tell me something?

I halted in my actions and waited in anticipation with contorted thoughts when the door was pushed open and my eyes enlarged witnessing his arctic gaze land on me, entrapping me. For instance, his eyes assessed me. Roaming from my orbs to the baring flesh of quivering ankles. And when he met my gaze again, an insatiable illusion dropped down his gaze.

Taking a step inside, he locked the door behind him. My globes widened further for I could not apprehend his motive of coming here now. Ezra was a man I couldn’t trust. Among the brother, he seemed the mysterious one. Dark. With motive. Not only he was very much observant but also a good mind-reader.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, my voice slightly quivering and every single touch and second we spend since yeste