FLORENCE'S POINT OF VIEW
"Your lips are so fucking luscious, would you mind if I taste it? Trust me, your boyfriend won't know."
I close my eyes as Blaze inch his face closer to me. His filthy hands cupping my cheeks are giving me creeps. I can already feel his hot breath fondling against my skin when someone opens the door.
Blaze stops and look at the person who barged inside.
"What the fuck are you doing to Florence, you bastard?!"
The tears that I was trying to hold back earlier fell when I saw Zyair standing on the doorway, his long sleeve is crumpled and his hair is messy. From one glance alone, I know he's already exhausted.
There are three armed men trailing behind him as well. I don't know them, but I'm pretty sure they are Blaze's personnel.
Blaze chuckled and stood up. "My dear cousin, you came here earlier than I expected. Is that how worried you are of your queen? Aw, what a wholesome love story," he said, taunting him.