JAZMIN’S heart was beating fast while walking towards Ezequiel. She smiled when she reached his side.
“What's your trick?” Jazmin asked, raising one eyebrow at Ezequiel.
Ezequiel smiled. “What do you think, my queen?”
“I don’t know what your trick was, Ezequiel. But don’t think of tricking me so that I will become a laughingstock. I’m telling you, I will leave you—” Jazmin’s words were cut off when Ezequiel claimed her lips.
Jazmin gently pushed Ezequiel away. She looked around. The garden was designed beautifully. The fragrance of the flowers blended with the cold breeze, soothing the senses. At the place where she was, petals were scattered on the grass.
“My queen.”
Jazmin looked at Ezequiel.
Ezequiel held his mate’s hand. “Five years ago, we met and had Ace.”
“Don’t mention
