Don't Want to Split

Chapter 45 - An Anger

Anger

For a moment, Zefanya's heart stopped beating. But only for a moment, after that his heartbeat hammering like wanting to get out of place. He sensed someone was watching him and now he was even standing firmly behind him at such a close distance.

Zefanya took a deep breath - in trying to stop the tremors in her hand. He did not dare to look, his hand held the key so tightly that his skin felt sore. His head bowed, without daring to look back. Right now it was like a rabbit being targeted by a tiger.

From the fragrance of perfume that goes into his sense of smell, without even turning his head he knows that someone is Ezra. He was caught trying to escape. It's embarrassing and scary at once. What is Ezra's reaction at the moment?

Shaking, Zefanya twisted her body and raised her head until her eyes met with Ezra's emotional gaze. The aura around Ezra felt so thick with the anger of the man.

"Ez-Ezra?" shrieked Zefanya with a trembling voice.

Ezra did not respond to only his sharp eyes as if skinning his Zephaniah.

"What are you doing here?"

Zefanya tried to cover up her fear by asking whatever came to her mind. His heart wanted to try hard, but his body was too daunted to face Ezra who now seemed so dominant. Reflexes, Zefanya retreated one step to distance from Ezra. But Ezra gets closer and traps Zefanya with his two firm hands.

At this time his back was attached to a large sturdy gate, there was no place for meandering.

"I should have asked, Ma Moitie. What are you doing here?" hiss Ezra without taking his eyes off Zephaniah.

Zefanya smiled stiffly and wailed to the back of Ezra's body. "Did you take Auntie Laura with you?" tanyanya tried to shift the topic.

Ezra snorted in annoyance, his wife answering questions with questions. The habit of Zefanya every time you want to avoid problems.

"After the road I changed my mind. I think it's better the driver who drove Louise with his son after that he'll pick up Auntie Laura and bring her here." replied Ezra coldly. Then his eyes began to trace Zefanya's face and stopped on Zefanya's tiny lips. In Ezra's eyes, the lips look sweet and mouth-watering like a strawberry ranum ready to be rumored.

"That way, I can spend this afternoon with you and it will continue at night of course. We'll enjoy it, Ma Moitie."

The words sounded beautiful when spoken during their honeymoon. But at the moment? Word by word sounds like a threat. Seconds by second seemed to lead to the death penalty. If only he could, Zefanya wanted to disappear from the face of Ezra right now.

In Zephaniah's heart cursed his careless self. Ezra once said that the security system has been improved many times over the past and certainly her husband knows the motion of the surveillance camera.

"Yes, God! Why am I so stupid?" regret in the heart.

"Ez, Louisa is sick. "the answer is trying to twitch.

"He's in a good sleep right now. The waiter will take care of her until Aunty Laura comes and replaces you."

"I, .. I really want to take care of my daughter." Sensing that tonight he would not escape, Zefanya gulped with great difficulty. His mouth and throat were dry. He has to think fast.

"O'yeah?" raung Ezra's. His tone sounded rude and full of anger.

His Zefanya further tightened his back to the sturdy gate behind him. Zefanya's mouth opened, then closed again. Losing her words and her brain were completely empty. The anger of the patient is truly frightening.

"Explain to me, what is this?"

Ezra leaned over and picked up a small bag from the grassy ground and brandished it in front of Zephaniah's face. The woman had put the bag there when she was about to lock the back gate.

Zefanya looked at the small bag with a look of horror, she should not have brought anything earlier so it would have been easier for her to reason.

"I saw everything you did, Zefanya Halley. Did you forget my warning?" Ezra threw the bag in any direction and rubbed his wife's lips with his thumb.

"I, Ezra Halley, know you better than yourself. And I swear I'll never miss you a second time! Now you won't be able to escape from me anymore." said Ezra slowly - slowly with foggy eyes.

"You can't keep our deal and its consequences, I'll decide how our relationship is going to be."

Ezra lowered his head and directly pressed his lips against Zefanya's lips. The second that the two soft objects were stuck to was the second that Ezra immediately enjoyed it mercilessly. Zephaniah did not escape, his body squeezed between Ezra and the gate. This condition was put to good use by Ezra to attack him.

"STOP!" zefanya screeched as Ezra stopped to take a breath for a moment.

The vain screech. Ezra did not accept the rejection, he attached a fingerprint to the gate and quickly pushed it with his foot open. Zefanya used the opportunity to shift, but Ezra was faster. He caught Zefanya's hand and pulled her little female body into his arms.

"After holding back for so long, now nothing can stop me from taking what is rightfully mine" said Ezra softly with glowing eyes.

Then Ezra cupped Zephaniah's cheek with both hands and returned to his favorite sweet lips. Zephaniah hits Ezra in the chest, but Ezra doesn't care and continues to tease Zephanya. A little while later, Ezra removed Zephaniah's lips and carried him in.

Zefanya revolted but Ezra had dark eyes, he continued to carry Zefanya into the mansion. Every time Zephaniah cried out, every time Ezra muttered him forcibly so that Zephaniah could only let out a miserable mutter.

Ezra deflects a step towards the elevator and presses the number three without letting go of Zefanya. In the elevator, Ezra lowers Zefanya and urges her to stick to the wall and go back to enjoying his wife nonstop and touching whatever she wants to touch.

The zone is panicking. The third floor is the top floor and is very private. There will be no servant to come there but Joan, it must be by Ezra's order. After the story, there is no way to escape. Ezra seems to be losing control. Zefanya does not blame Ezra at this time, she is also the one who has raised the wild side of her husband.

The elevator opens and Ezra drags Zefanya into her room. Room that should have been worn by both of them after the honeymoon period. Zefanya no longer have the strength to fight. Physically, he had clearly lost away to Ezra. Zefanya was mentally depressed.

Ezra continued to take him to the spacious bed in the middle of the room and threw Zefanya's body over him. Her spirit closed its eyes as it felt its heart crashing along with its body landing on the bed. Not long after, Zefanya felt a sturdy body already squeezing her body. The meeting!

Will it happen that shouldn't happen?