Kyahhh!
Another fangirl attack exploded inside Viola's head, so loud it felt like fireworks were going off behind her eyes.
Ezekiel had always been handsome. Even back then, when he stood at the center of attention with cameras flashing and people whispering his name in awe or fear, there had been something arresting about him. His sharp features, his cold gaze, the quiet authority he carried in every movement. He had looked like a seductive demon lord carved out of shadow and flame.
But this.
This was completely different.
The man standing before her now did not resemble a ruler of darkness. He looked like an angel who had descended from the heavens without warning. The change in styling softened the edges of his face. His aura, once oppressive and heavy, felt lighter somehow. Dangerous still, yes, but in a way that drew people closer rather than pushing them away.
Viola realized she had been staring far too long.
"Viola."
His voice snapped her out of her trance.
