I Am The Luna

Chapter 0347

Zade.

I turn quickly, clamping my mouth shut and spilling coffee on my legs. I turse internally, biting back a yelp as I make to rush into my room. I barely have one foot across the threshold when the other door snaps open.

Sparks course through me as he grabs me by my wrist, spinning me around and my coffee cup goes flying onto the ground. It shatters and coffee splatters everywhere.

But he isn’t bothered by it at all as he slams me against the glass door to my bedroom. Pain flares through me as I find myself staring into his face.

“It’s rude to spy,” he says huskily, his minty breath fanning my cheek.

My eyes widen as a jolt of pleasure courses through me.

What is wrong with me?

I bite my lips and his good eye flashes as his gaze dips to my t–shirt, which suddenly feels too thin and I’m sure he can see right through it and I’m not wearing a bra…

My cheeks burn and I don’t miss the look of pure illicit hunger in his eyes. My breath hitches under his burning gaze as he ignites something in my body. My heart races and it terrifies me how he’s having an effect on me.

“I wasn’t spying, I…” My attempt to break this pull between us failing when his gaze snaps to mine.

He tilts his head as he reaches for my other wrist.

“Let go of me!” I shout, struggling to free myself, but he simply yanks me close, turning my yell into a gasp as he twists my arms behind my back and holds them behind me with just one hand as he gazes down at me.

no match for me, little

“Then you were ready to kill me right, when you told me to end it back. then?” I whisper, my

me, my body is betraying me, and my

whispers, reaching up with his free hand and brushing my hair back, sending

+15 BONUS

“Yes

he looks different with his wet hair that looks a lot darker flopping

“I see…

“What?”

my lips. I look

to free myself, but he simply presses me against his chest, my body

Goddess…

and I shake my

how aggressive I sound. “How much

to the side almost as if not wanting anyone to

me to shut up?” I stare at him, appalled.

“Are you deaf?”

mouth drops open, but I purse my lips and shake my head. “Whatever. How much do I owe you

my open door before his gaze once again dips

you’re ready to

I whisper,

leans closer. I flinch, turning my head. My entire body is

my ear before he lets go of me.