Zuriel drove back to the city with Phoenix in the back seat. They stopped by the shop for suits and tuxedos and made their way to a five-star hotel close to the villa of the city governor. Phoenix was getting dressed when he saw his phone kept ringing.
He looked at it and saw Alistair’s name flashing on the screen. He snorted and didn’t answer. He put on his pants and shirt but just before he buttoned the shirt he noticed the big mark Zuriel put on his shoulder.
He giggled, feeling that bite on his skin, completely forgetting about his stepbrother. It still aches but he touched it and felt his heart flutter.
“Oh Zuriel August, I’m trying not to be too excited about our relationship, but with the things that you do, I just can’t handle my feelings. It’s overflowing now. I hope I can hand
