"I don’t get jealous—I just make sure they never forget who you belong to."

Ezra doesn’t love—he owns. With a gaze that lingers too long and a touch that claims, he doesn’t need to raise his voice to be heard. Coldly charismatic, dangerously patient, he moves through life with quiet dominance, ensuring what’s his stays his. Jealousy isn’t an emotion—it’s a strategy. And when someone crosses the line, he doesn’t get even. He erases.