The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0587

I was entirely drawn into cleaning. So much so that the rest of the world seemed to fall into the background.

Maybe this was why I didn't notice right away the sound of footsteps and the slight drip of water down onto the ground from a very wet body.

Odd, I thought. Didn't I turn the facet off? Did it have a drip?

I turned my head toward the sink, when Ronan grabbed me by the back of the head, clutching a bunch of my hair, and yanked me backwards, off-balance and onto my ass.

I opened my mouth to scream, but he was prepared for that. He stuffed a soaking wet handkerchief into my mouth.

He started to drag me toward the door. I struggled, kicking my feet, while clawing at his wrist with my fingernails. But his hold was firm, and I couldn't seem to catch any friction on the floor.

"Why can't you just fucking die already?" Ronan snapped.

tried to grab at the door, at anything I could reach really, knowing Veronica

I could see if my plan worked or not, Ronan threw me

I spit the handkerchief from my

I shouted. I hoped someone could hear me. "Why throw your life away?

eyes. "I pity you. You don't know what it's

never require someone

A small shimmer of hope spread through me. Maybe I'd gotten to him. Maybe he understood

that hope smashed down like waves on a rocky

special she is," Ronan said, entranced like a man possessed. "She asks so little of me, and accepts all of me. I will never betray her. Never desert her like so many others have before. Even

me at all. He was too far gone. Whatever delusion that had been spun for him or that he had spun for himself, it had overwhelmed whatever remained of his

And I was surely about to become

I made it a good foot or two, before he dove and caught

of glee entered his voice. He was enjoying the chase almost as much as the