The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 02191

“I’ve told the guards everything I know,” Lilliana said. “They’ll be watching you. Joseph himself just

assured me of it.” 4

I shook my head. I had no idea what she was up to this time, but I was tired of the schemes and lies. How many manipulative games would I have to endure during this competition? Every day, it felt like a new threat was emerging, oftentimes trivial, and I grew tired of dealing with it.

Especially when more pressing, life–threatening issues were just around the corner.

I had no patience for whatever new game Lilliana had concocted. Plus, when I looked at her, my anger spiked. I recognized the shade of lipstick she wore as the same that had marked Nicholas’s lips.

Nicholas had said it hadn’t meant anything. I wondered if the same was true for Lilliana…

“I don’t know what you are talking about,” I said.

“You can play dumb all you want,” Lilliana said. “We’ll let Joseph sort out all the truth. But no one is

buying your bullshit anymore, Piper.”

I blinked, surprised by her break of character. Since when did Lilliana swear?

As I watched her, open mouthed, she swiveled on her heel and stormed away. She pushed straight past

Susie, who had just started to emerge into the hallway.

“What was that about?” Susie asked me.

I didn’t exactly know how to answer, because truthfully I had no idea. “Same old drama,” I said, because

that at least, seemed to be the nature of it.

Yet even so, I felt a chill run up my spine. I felt like someone was watching me.

I glanced behind me quickly, but no one was there.

After last night, I had felt more on edge than ever before.

Was this feeling just my imagination?

That afternoon I met Nicholas in the gym for more self–defense exercises. We utilized the mats this

time, and took turns throwing each other down to the ground. I was thrown much more than I threw, but I felt like I was starting to get the hang of it a little at least.

Lilliana began to pop up in my head. Joseph, as a traditionalist, already hated my

they might conspire some type

time, and I was asked to leave?

had been meant to be grappling, but in that

mat.

a puff of breath punched

crossed his

have a lot on my mind,” I

have to keep your head in the moment,

“Sorry,” I mumbled.

unhooked his arms. Then he reached down and offered me his hand. When I accepted

me to my feet.

will never have a natural advantage

Through my shirt, I grabbed my cups and attempted

adjust.

looking… for opportunities to…

trailed off, I glanced up at him. He was staring at

readjust

straightened it. I could let go now. But I

pushing up my breasts placed much of my cleavage on more obvious display: the upper swells of my breasts,

the cup of

openly gaping, with his mouth ajar slightly.

Opportunities, he said.

this was a

pushed my breasts higher still, causing not one, but two nipples to pop free over the top of my bra and the u–neck of my

snapped shut. He

it also sent me off balance and I fell

come undone from the tie, and created a screen to

up at me with wide–eyes, like he couldn’t believe what he was doing on

of my

pressing up

me too. My panties felt damp, all of

blinked a few times

him. I wanted to grind my

my senses too. This wasn’t the time or the place for

and

distraction,”

me. Thinking of the training helped cool some of the fire in

forget that lesson.” Nicholas’s voice was low