I Am The Luna

Chapter 0506

Stepping back into the lounge, I sit down on the sofa facing the glass doors that look out onto the backyard of the packhouse and place my feet on the table, crossing them at the ankle before I pick up my laptop and return to work.

Frowning, I see my usual screen gone. Instead, there's a black window, with the words "DON'T EVER LEAVE YOUR LAPTOP ON FOR ANYONE TO GAIN ACCESS TO YOU IDIOT. In a big lilac font.

Adriana.

I don't think I've been called that anywhere near as many times as she has called me an idiot in the short period of time that I've known her. I'm about to snap my laptop shut when I pause and click on the screen, seeing the cursor blink and type the following words.

"Using the Wi-Fi here is also risky, so that's proof enough that I genuinely have nothing to hide. I hit enter and see the words appear under the now much smaller first sentence.

'Awe, how cute, actually you have this laptop connected to the same drive and email account as your phone. Thank you for the access. You have a lot of pictures on here. I never took you for the conceited type. I mean, idiotic, posh, dumb, annoying? Yeah? Conceited, no, not really."

I smirk as I raise an eyebrow. 'Idiotic and dumb are pretty much the same thing'

"Hmm, one use of the word idiot doesn't suffice for you. LOL'

about to reply when one big word

Sia watch... before 1 can reply, the screen shuts off and I'm taken back to my own welcoming screen. Only the background is now a picture of me in my gym, with a cap on backwards, pushing my sweatpants down enough to reveal

post-work-out selfie and

I'm done.

I'm going to bed.

There are pictures of me in there. I don't need her or anyone else

line she shouldn't cross. Exiting the room, I sniff the air, frowning when I pick up her scent immediately and

Valerie...

knock on the door. It's opened almost immediately, as if she knew I would come. She rests her arm on the door frame, blocking me from even attempting to enter, and I'm about to speak when my

Burns

as rage flashes through me. The urge to know how she got

snaps, making me blink as I turn my attention to her

not to look at her arms. She now drops them, crossing them as if uncomfortable with my gaze. "Stay out of my private property..." I murmur. There's no anger in my words, and

and stay out of my life," she replies quietly, making my eyes snap to those pale green ones, her words

"I don't-"

what you're thinking. Accept my rejection so I