Chapter 50

PIERRE POV

I didn’t even know what went through my mind when I declined the offer of getting the fuck out of here when the chance presented itself. The bravery and courage that had blanketed over me when I spoke with my head held up that we’d stay bedraggled into the ear-shattering bass of the music, fading with the notes and baseline. To say the atmosphere was uncomfortable would be an understatement of the air. Maybe I was the only one sitting on hot coal wishing the ground would split open and swallow me whole, totally rattled out of my wits, because Luna had been part of the exclusive clique even long before I stepped foot in the US. And they were all used to having... Holy smokes.

In front of me was Luna who was perched on Poseidon’s lap, who seemed to be more than delighted to cradle her in his arms. My eyes trailed every little movement his hands did on her body, and I could tell that the big guy was having blast flaunting his Delilah in front of me. I mean who wouldn’t, Lun