EZRA'S POV I was standing in front of my mirror, not sure if I wanted to do this or go along with the idea of it in the first place. My hands were tied. Someone knocked on my door, interrupting my chain of thoughts. "Come in." It creaked open, revealing Dorian standing at the entrance. He was dressed in a well ironed Tuxedo. Dorian never really wore one...at least, not frequently even in formal meetings, he would prefer to go casual. Caius was the one who wore the suits frequently. So it was a great privilege for my eyes to see how well structured he was physically when wearing a suit. It gave a powerful CEO vibe with... "Fuck, what the hell are you thinking about?" I turned my head sharply away from him and back to the mirror. From the corner of my eye, I saw him step into my room and closed the door, turning the lock on. He made progress towards where I was standing and placed himself behind me. Our eyes met in the mirror for a minute without any words spoken. "
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