Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 64 Surprise Kiss

Caden’s voice cut through the silence. “You think I have all the time in the world for?”

1 looked at the photo once more. It was unmistakably me and Jasper, snapped in the café.

[Caden didn’t take it, then who did

Then I remembered who might. Lilian.

Could she have been the one to send the photo to Caden?

But why would she do that?

Jasper had insisted that he deleted all the pictures,

This didn’t add up. Whoever had sent the photo had some other motive.

I had to figure this out.

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Still silent, Caden’s icy voice broke through my thoughts. “How do you explain this?”

“Explain?” I felt the heat rise in me. My face hardened as I shot back, “I don’t owe you an explanation.”

The way Caden spoke made it seem like I had done something wrong.

“You went out with another man behind my back. You think you owe me no explanation?” Caden’s gaze sharpened. His anger was becoming clear.

Imet his cold eyes, my frustration bubbling up. “Caden, who do you think you are? You can’t control me.”

“I’m your fiancé, Caden snapped, his tone sharp.

I was stunned. It was just a contract, nothing more. But he seemed to have taken it way too seriously.

Was he really this invested?

an eyebrow, trying to keep my composure. “Did you forget our agreement? That ‘fiancé

for show.”

my wrist, his fingers tightening. “Who said it’s just for show?”

sharp pain in my wrist made me freeze,

Caden yanked me forward, pulling me into his chest

are

were swallowed as his lips met

wave crashing over me, leaving

Caden’s POV:

Even when Wendy flirted

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she was

it about her that made it so

Finished

my mother said, that Rosaline was just another woman who

eyes, deepening the kies.

won! Since you art like this, I’ll show

my chest in resistance, but her touch–warm

made my body respond with immediate

we want, Edward’s voice echoed through my consciousness with

sensation overwhelmed me.

Goddess blessing, despite her not being my destined mate,

hands found their way beneath her shirt… The softness of

my head to

perfect like ripe berries, beckoned

and this time she

want this too?

with my fingers, past the barrier of her bra, across the silk of her stomach,

hints of

promise of unexplored depths

I discover there?

as my hand ventured further.

there,

against my face