Lauren's pov,
“At the part where you know— that I am married and you leave me the f**k alone.” I whispered, the words slipped before I even had the time to steady my breath.
Ezekiel's mouth curved with a slow taunting smirk as he leaned back in his chair like he had all the time in the world. His eyes dragged over me like he was about to pull me out of my skin just from his gaze.
“I thought you said you weren't married,” he murmured. “And that's from what I recall…” he said, letting the sentence dangle as he smirked like the memory alone was enough to rile me.
My pulse quickened as I swore underneath my voice— I shouldn't have allowed Vivian to leave because right now, Ezekiel was already turning the air into a choke hold.
I almost snapped, almost slamming my hands onto the table as
