Hellbound With You novel Chapter 753

Chapter 753 - Take My Hand

A couple of hours ago, Zeke returned to his house and did a quick sweep of the place with his senses stretched out, only to find that Alicia have yet to return. He had left as soon as he sensed she was gone. It was as if he was absolutely certain that Alicia was not shameless enough to stay and watch the 'fun'.

After finding out that Alicia have yet to return, Zeke walked over to his favourite spot and just sat quietly on the chair. He allowed his eyes to close, but he did not drift off to sleep. He looked like he was working silently, inside his own world, which was his head.

He did not move for a long while until suddenly, he opened his eyes and stared off at the ceiling. Then he lifted his wrist and looked at his silver wristwatch, checking on the time.

A tinge of boredom flashed across his slate grey orbs. Then he stared at the door as if waiting for someone to emerge from there.

His long and elegant fingers started to tap out a slow but steady rhythm on the arm of his chair. The air around him became a little darker with impatience. He exuded the aura of a powerful man who was not used to waiting for someone – anyone at all.

Still, he did not move for another long while despite the fact that his whole body was tensed and coiled as though he could just leap and burst into action.

After another hour, he sprung up from the chair. The air around him getting even darker. He looked like he was debating whether to wait a little while longer or just leave.

He stormed off into his dark toned and elegant kitchen, took out a bottle of what looked like a rare and mysterious wine and poured himself a generous amount into a glass. It was not blood this time, as he had just taken his meal last night.

His every movement was fluid and graceful as always but unlike the past two weeks, there was a hint of boredom in his stance now. It was as if there was nothing more interesting going on at these moments. As if something more interesting had been going on for the past two weeks and now the house had suddenly turned bland and boring.

He leaned back against the bar, twirling the liquid in his glass before raising it to his lips and gulping it down in one go.

Lifting his hand again, Zeke's gaze fell on his wristwatch. Again. He was not one to keep looking at the clock but today, he had already looked at it more times than he usually did.

When the clock hit exactly two hours since he returned, he slowly put his glass down. The soft clunk of the glass hitting the tile echoed out in the empty kitchen. His gaze sharpened and he pushed himself away from the counter.

He walked towards the door but halted midway. Then he turned around and lowered himself down back onto the chair. He crossed his long legs over the other and leaned back in his usual lazy and calm stance. The air around him had gone back to a mask of calmness.

She managed to drag her gaze away from his unfathomable eyes that was fixed so intently on her person and stared instead at his bare hand. Alicia knew that Ezekiel had always been wearing black gloves except when he was inside his house. In fact, she had never seen him remove and touch anyone without his gloves on. _{frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓}