Born To Be Luna
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  • Reads 3,426
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  • Parts 31
  • Time 3h 26m
Ongoing, First published Dec 10, 2022
"Mine" he breathes into my neck, with his deep voice. 

I'm frozen in a spot as he said that, I couldn't tell if I should be afraid or surrender.

Even if I could run, he would catch me and if I could resist and fight I wouldn't be a challenge for him since I'm wounded.

So what should I do?

"You think too much" he abruptly says and separated from my neck. "Don't worry I will bring no harm to you. Rest. You have already been through too much" he says with compassion in his eyes.

I remained silent trying to study he's features. I admit I'm not good at being a judge of character or know how to respond to emotions, but there was something about his actions that had a weird effect on me.

I didn't respond and looked away afraid that he would punish me for looking into he's eyes

"Face me" he says raising my chin to him. I force myself to look fearing the consequences if I don't agree. "From now on, you're mine and I'm yours. So do not bow your head to me" with a faint brush against my face he sighs and leaves.

And I'm left in the room, shocked and surprised at what just happened.
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