Chapter 5 Saved.

~LUNA~

"You are right on time, Xander. I was actually coming to tell Luna that I wanted to take her out for an evening air. Help her relax. You can join us." My gaze reflexively tore away from him to stare at Ace.

"We are?" So many surprises were buzzing through my head, all in a space of a few seconds. I just found out that I slept with my brother's benefactor. And he was actually the owner of the house and not Ace.

Although Ace didn't explicitly mention that he was the one who owned the house. I could even remember his words at the airport.

"Let's get you home dear," he had said with a smile. I shrugged it off. Maybe this was like a home to him.

Ace nodded, smiling at me. "Yes, sweetie. We are. And don't mind the master of the house. He might seem gruff on the outside, but he's actually sweet on the inside."

My ears were blessed with a deep growl from him, taking me right back to the moment he was pumping into me so fast but passionately. Goosebumps broke through my body.

"Watch it, Ace." He threw him a warning glare. "And I am not interested in an evening out." I just need to..." His voice trailed off as his eyes rested on the ice cream I was holding.

On impulse, I held it out to him, my lips parted in a smile as I stared at him.

"You can have it. Thank you for allowing me to stay in your house," I said, unknowingly batting my eyelids at him.

His gaze darkened, and another growl escaped his lips, sending goosebumps to my body and shivers through my spine.

I didn't know what earned me the growl. Whether it was because of my batting eyelids or the fact that I was offering him ice cream— even though I wasn't sure if that was what he wanted.

"Come on, Xander. She's just trying to be nice."

More growls and more warning glares were directed at Ace. I didn't have any problem with the glares. But his growls... They were doing things to my insides, weirdly enough. And from the looks of it, he had already gotten over everything. My stomach fluttered at that thought. And not in a good way.

When I summoned up the courage to look at him again, his gaze was fixed on me, his hand stretching out to me. My brows furrowed instantly.

"The ice cream, dewdrop." He muttered, gruffly, and the fluttering of my stomach heightened. This time, it was in an incredibly good way.

"Dewdrop?" Ace echoed, his gaze alternating between us.

"None of your business." Xander flashed him another warning glare and Ace raised his hands in submission.

Grinning, I stretched both my hands to hand the plate of ice cream and spoon over to him. It didn't matter if he got over our night of heated passion as long as the pet name got to stay. It would be the only link to that night.

He didn't waste time in opening it and scooping the ice cream into his mouth, right in front of me. Somehow, that innocent— yet not so innocent action— of him slowly licking the spoon got my clit twitching. I imagined his tongue licking a path from my clit down my center— which by now was already wet.

I tried not to squirm under his signature intense gaze as I pushed my luck one more time. "You are going with us for the evening out, yeah?" I asked with a narrowed gaze, my lips pressed together expectantly.

From my peripheral vision, I could see Ace alternating his gaze between us, probably wondering what the hell was going on.

After a few minutes of blessing me with his intense gaze, he finally nodded.

"Fine. Anything for the guest." He replied, his lips twitching as though he was holding back a smile. I bet he was.

And damn! I was looking forward to spending the evening with him and clamoring for those cocky grins of his— even if it was just once.

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Ace took us to a country club downtown Bayview where the rich and elites came together to unwind.

Soft music emanated from the speakers and a few couples took to the stage, swaying their bodies to the best of the music.

My phone had been ringing non-stop in my purse, and I knew who it was. Mia. I hadn't gotten around to calling her back all day. I bet she would be hella worried by now.

We had already settled at the table located at a strategic corner of the club— which gave an unwavering view of the outside— when my phone started ringing again. I couldn't ignore it anymore.

I stood to my feet just as Ace waved to a female tender who bore a tray filled with champagne flutes.

"Where are you going?" The two guys asked almost simultaneously.

My gaze alternated between them before answering. "I gotta take this call." I fished out my buzzing phone from the purse and waved it at them.

I didn't wait for their response before scurrying off. I couldn't imagine what might be going through Mia's head right now.

"Luna Avery Harrington!! Where the fuck are you!" Her shrill voice assaulted my ears immediately I picked up. I was expecting that so I placed the phone a few spaces away from her ears. But that didn't stop her voice from blaring out.

"I'm standing right in front of your doorstep, but your door is locked. Hell, I haven't even seen any hide nor hair of you since last night you disappeared to go have ‘wild sex.’ Do you want me to have a heart attack?"

I broke into a loud laugh. "Relax, Mia..."

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A soft laugh escaped my lips as soon as the call ended. Mia had already scheduled an ice cream date tomorrow to discuss my wild sex.

"Curious bitch!" I muttered as I turned, only to crash into a burly figure. I looked up immediately and Eric was standing right in front of me wearing a vicious smirk.

"Found you, princess." I hissed as the memories of his sexcapades flashed through my mind. I immediately felt the urge to gag at the pet name he always used for me.

"I have looked you up at your house but didn't see you. This is where you have been hiding, babe." His gaze hovered over me lustfully.

I let out another loud hiss and stepped back, maintaining a reasonable distance between us. "Get lost, Eric. It's over between—"

Before I could finish my sentence, he already had me pinned against the wall, his already hard cock grazing against my center. I cursed inwardly as I tried to free myself.

"Let me go, Eric."

"You are mine, Luna." His eyes flashed with rage mixed with lust. "I can even have you here and now."

He reached for the hem of my strapless knee-length gown, sliding it up and making sure to graze my skin along.

I screamed, trying to push him off, but he was way too strong. My brother had always seen him as a psycho, but I refused to believe he was one... Until now.

Tears filled my eyes as his hand grazed my inner thighs and forcefully parted my legs. I snapped my eyes shut for a minute in utter dread of what would happen next. That was when I heard a loud thud and his hold on me loosened.

Sharply, my eyes fluttered open to see Eric sprawling on the floor, clutching his shoulders in pain with Xander standing over him.

"Nobody touches what's mine," he growled.