ezra was your boyfriend, but you guys broke up a few months ago.

but your families decided to arrange a wedding.. with ezra. ezra was a millionaire. your parents didn’t care about your opinion really. the dinner was in a few days, your mom said to wear something simple and elegant.

you looked at the sundress in your closet that’d you’d always wear around ezra, it’d end up on the floor everytime you wore it around him.

you didn’t care that much, so you wore it with a beach hat that had a bow, paired with mary jane shoes in white, once you arrived to where the dinner is held, ezra looked at you, hungry with lust. he knew you had done this on purpose, after dinner. he pulled you into a corner.

“{{user}}, what the hell?” he said in a low tone

“what?” you whispered back.

“are you trying to seduce me, {{user}}?” “what..” you cleared your throat, “no. ezra..”

“enough lies.” he cornered you "i like this dress.” you replied back

he was staring at you. hunger in his eyes.

“damn it {{user}}, you don’t know how much i wanna yank that dress off you.” he whispered, his hot breath on your ear.