I Am The Luna

Chapter 0235

ZAIA.

I look down at my gun on the bed and trying to keep my heart steady, I grab the gun

and spin around, swinging it at the person creeping up on me.

It’s a man. He’s tall and clearly well–built, wearing black sweatpants and a hoodie. It’s all I see as a low snarl escapes him and he shoves me back with immense force.

Blindly, I pull the trigger on the gun. The sound is loud as the bullet hits the ceiling. The man is on top of me fast, his knee to my stomach as he throws me onto the bed, grabbing my hair as he hits me across the face.

I kick out blindly, trying to get up, only for the man to throw a punch at me. I can. taste blood in my mouth as I struggle to free myself and roll off the bed, hitting the

carpeted floor.

This man is strong.

Everything is happening so fast and the way he’s moving, I can tell he is not new to

this.

He’s wearing a baseball cap that covers his eyes and although I’m trying to get a look

at him, I’m unable to.

He grabs hold of my ankle when I try to kick him and yanks my legs out from under me, but this time I’m ready and I don’t plan to go down that easily this time.

I’m unable to pull the trigger on the gun that I’m still holding, but twisting, I slam the end of it into his crotch with all the strength I can muster, a low growl ripping from

my throat.

He grunts and lets go of me, yanking the gun from my hold and swinging it at me. despite clutching his crotch. I jump to my feet, breathing hard..

“You hurt her… didn’t you?” I ask, my voice shaking.

He doesn’t reply, and he’s recovered fast, rushing at me once again, but this time I’m

ready.

1/5

still

fist at me. I duck, kicking out at his feet

going on?!” The shout

him glance towards

can’t let him get

about to run to the window and I throw myself at him, trying to stop him. We struggle for a few

bit longer!

throwing me off with such power I go. flying across the room and hit the far wall.

as I slide down the wall. Pain rushes through my head, as the door is thrown open just as

the guards shouts as

to my

We have a killer

rush to do my bidding.

as he stares at the

staff into custody, I want to know how this

more men rush from the room, and

the wetness and look

Blood.

and I can barely see

I watch one of the guards

that there’ll be a heartbeat. Even if it’s

let me

in his eyes, I know what he’s going to

I don’t want

“Ma’am, she…”

look at Mom’s lifeless body on the

a painful reminder that when she needed me,

She’s gone.

She’s really gone…

as I place a hand on

to run after Zade and make him

I can barely walk

wall behind me, realising I had hit my head

drawers.

need to get to my father’s home fast, order