Evelyn’s P O.V.

That spacious room was illuminated by the moonlight, which was glittering on the tidy, empty bed.

“Max himself saw you going in your room, Zuriel. Where are you?”

My eyes darted from one corner to another, the other door on the left corner gave me a hope.

“Zuriel must be in the bathroom for a shower. How stupid I am!”

The night gown that I was wearing was a masterpiece of seduction, but our memory of Zuriel’s boxers brought a smile to my face. I went to his cupboard and searched his drawers, a pair of shared boxers was placed with great care.

“Silly!”

In such a...