Page 63 of A Blackened Bond

He flits his gaze back down toward me.

“I’ll be back in a minute, Red. Don’t get too lonely while I’m gone.” He quickly kisses my head before heading out the door, his footsteps thundering down the stairs before I hear a door being slammed.

A small chuckle tumbles from my lips as I meet Ezra’s gaze. He shakes his head. “He can be a handful.”

He glances around Annex’s room before turning back toward me. “How about I show you my room? It’s a bit brighter than this, and my bathroom is the biggest in all of the abattoir.”

He offers a hand, and I grin.Ezra had such a sweet side to him.

I place my hand in his as he leads me out of Annex’s room and toward the door across from it. He opens the deep, rich navy door, a sheepish grin pulling at his features as we make our way inside.

I thought Seria’s room back at the Bane manor was the biggest one I had ever seen, but I was wrong.How the hell did they manage to fit these vast rooms in this one building?

Did they use some type of spatial magic, or was my perception just off? Because this wasn’t just big, it washuge.

A deep mahogany wood lines the floor, matching in well with the large desk in the corner across the room, and the large drawer set sitting across from the bed.

A bed that looked like it could fit six or seven people and with the softest looking navy bed sheets I have ever seen.

The rest of the room was covered in rich tones and shades of navy and blue, including the walls, the giant plush curtains, and even the floor rugs. A large modern fireplace sits in the centre of the wall on the right, with a large armchair positioned in front of it.

The whole room was luxurious but nothing like Seria’s over-the-top taste. It was more refined and modern and reminded me instantly of Ezra. It had a calming warmth to it and made me think of snuggling down somewhere and feeling comfortable.

Ezra gives me a soft grin as I continue to glance around his room.

“Do you want to see the bathroom?” His eyes glimmer, a slight look of excitement and pride bleeding through his gaze. He must have put a lot of effort into it.

“It’s this way.” Smiles Ezra, leading me in through a door on our left.

He opens the paler blue door, my breath leaving me instantly as I step inside. If I thought his bedroom before was beautiful, then this…thiswas breathtaking.

White and teal marble tiles line the floor and walls throughout the bathroom, with gold flecks laced throughout its design. White and gold lacquer drawers sit beneath a large oval pearlescent sink, which is surrounded by a white and gold marble countertop.

It has a slightly more ornate feel than the modernised mood of the bedroom and something that seemed fit for Royalty.

There was a bath the size of my whole bathroom to one side and a shower across from me that I'm sure could fit at least five people inside.

Ezra heads over to the bath, twisting some of the golden and white knobs until a warm spray falls into the huge tub. He begins to add sweet smelling liquids and small colourful powdered shapes until it's bubbling and looking like heaven.

Another couple of minutes pass, the bath now packed with a frothy dose of soft bubbles as Ezra turns back to me.

“I noticed you didn’t have a bath in your dorm room, and nothing relaxes someone more than a long, hot bubble bath.”

He did all of this for me? I look down toward the soft, glimmering water and frothy bubbles. How long had it been since I had soaked in a bath at my own leisure? Played with their soft bubbles, while soaking all the gentle scents and allowing myself to fully wind down?

You didn’t get more than a dirty washcloth in The Facility, and my little dorm room doesn’t even have a proper dose of running water, let alone a huge, warm bathtub.

Maybe it was when I was a teen or even a child?It had been too long.

Ezra pulls himself up and quickly heads over to a white and gold drawer near the sink. He pulls out two large teal towels before handing them to me.

“If you leave your clothes in the basket outside, I can grab some Runic cleaning gel from Creed's room. You pour it over your clothes and leave it for thirty minutes, and when it dries, all the dirt will disappear.” He shrugs. “I rob some from his room all the time. I’ll have it done and your clothes ready for you when you’re finished showering.” His gaze then slowly trails down my frame before meeting my gaze again, a cheeky grin stretching his cheeks.

“Unless you need some help scrubbing your back?” He wriggles his brows, a playful smile taking over his features. And for a moment, I consider it…maybe it’s not such a bad idea.

My eyes trace Ezra’s lips, remembering the heated kisses from just a couple of nights ago, of the feel of him on my lips and his tongue—

A heat creeps up my neck with the memory, a shiver working its way down my spine as I pull my lip between my teeth.

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