Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 251: Scorched Kisses

Astrid's POV

A storm brewed in my mind, leaving me restless on the bed. The soft sheets offered little comfort as I pondered the conversation I had with the Vanessa.

For reasons I couldn't quite grasp, her words felt like a weight, a heavy stone pressing down my chest whenever I tried to make sense of them.

I couldn't point out what was wrong; nothing she said seemed out of the ordinary. Yet, the unease lingered. It gnawed at me, robbing me of sleep.

Adrenaline coursed through me, and I shot up from bed when a sharp knock suddenly interrupted my thoughts. My heart raced in response to the unexpected sound.

Glancing around my dimly lit room, I gathered my thoughts and took a few deep breaths to soothe the fluttering in my chest.

I reached for the lamp, flicking it on to cast a warm glow across the space. Guided by its soft light, I made my way to the door, wondering why someone would come knocking at my door at this time of the night. "Is there " I began to speak as I swung the door open, but my words got caught in my throat when my eyes met Killian instead.

My breath hitched as he towered over me, his presence imposing and intimidating. The warmth of my room seemed to retreat in the face of his intensity, and for a brief moment, I was captivated by the way his gaze held me, a magnetic pull I couldn't resist.

A shiver ran down my spine when his eyes trailed downwards, spreading heat through my skin. Following his gaze, heat crept up to my cheeks as I realized where he was staring.

and softest shirt for

at this late hour. Even with the delicate fabric

Before the weight of our proximity could suffocate me, I took a

managed to say, my voice steadier than I

his gaze lingering on me, and in that moment, a wave of realization washed over me. Instead of welcoming him in, I should have shut the door

of emotions that left me unable to think clearly. As the door clicked shut behind him, something deep within me

came to tell you about the plans I discussed with Damien," Killian spoke, his voice low and steady, cutting through the tension

but notice the way his eyes flickered over me, lingering just a moment too long, unable to tear his eyes off me. For some reason, felt pleasure in just the way his eyes

his words, but the heat

could still remember how pathetic I was as I waited for him

have been something memorable, but to me, it became a night of

of our marriage after that, Killian never regarded me as his wife. The first time

was the only time that

as his wife. It was also the only time that something happened between us. That same night is also when bore him a son. It was meaningful night for me, but to him, it was just a drunken

even though he was under the influence of the alcohol that consumed

for years but was still a virgin. People ridicule me, thinking that I am barren

kind of wife had never served her husband? I was so pathetic that I took his drunk

in front of me, sober and in control, I'm going to take back what's left