Yuna trembled when she met Ezekiel's intense eyes. It was unbelievably dark, possessive and filled with promise. The man had lost his vulnerability and weak state and had returned to the King she had first met. However, this time, he was even more daunting and devilish.
Yuna did not avert her eyes away from the man. She could not even if she wanted to. Ezekiel was holding her gaze in a death grip, glancing into her soul and reading her deepest secrets. She felt exposed, bare and as if she would shatter if he did not look at her anymore. His dark depths caressed her skin and a chill went down her spine, not due to fear but due to an unknown excitement. An excitement she never knew existed but did not mind experiencing if Ezekiel was with her.
Her thoughts stunned her and she tensed subco
