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The Lust Cursed Luna 46. Chelsea
ChelseaI pulled myself up on the plush mattress of the bed, my body protesting against leaving the warmth of the covers behind. With my eyes still closed, I stretched my neck, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep that clung to me. The morning light filtered through the curtains, but I had no enthusiasm to welcome it.My mind replayed the events of the past day, the source of my current frustration. Everything had happened because of that arrogant Prince, Alastair. If he could control his hormones for once, maybe I wouldn't have ended up in this mess, feeling sick and embarrassed.Leaning back against the headrest, I let out a quiet groan. "Ah! This is making me sick." The ache in my shoulders reminded me of the awkward position I had slept in. I winced as I carefully squeezed the painful bones with one hand. "God! Must someone have sex every night?"A calm voice responded, a voice that was very familiar and yet, it felt like an echo from my thoughts. "For someone who has insomnia
The Lust Cursed Luna 47. Alastair
AlastairI watched as the colors drained from Chelsea's face, her expression a mix of fear and shock. It puzzled me—I couldn't fathom what had caused such a reaction. Was my presence frightening to her? Did my words come across as creepy? I found myself grasping for answers that eluded me."Y-your Highness. W-what am I doing here? On... on your bed?" Her voice quivered, and she averted her gaze, looking anywhere but at me. The tension in the room was palpable, and I sensed her unease. I had unwittingly put her in a difficult position, and I struggled to understand why.I exhaled softly and turned my attention back to the laptop screen in front of me. "Sleep, Chelsea," I replied, my tone low and steady. The way her name sounded on my lips—more intimate than before—didn't escape my notice. It was a name I hadn't paid much attention to until now, and the way it rolled off my tongue sent a shiver down my spine.She shifted slightly, clearly trying to maintain her composure. "I should go ba
The Lust Cursed Luna 48. Chelsea
ChelseaThe silken curtains in the room filtered the morning light, casting a warm glow that gently illuminated the space. The melodic chirping of birds outside the window slowly nudged me awake, coaxing me to give up on sleep and greet the new day. With a yawn and a stretch, I moved towards the window, pulling aside the curtains to reveal the world outside.Relief washed over me as I realized that Alastair wasn't present in the room. It seemed that he had other responsibilities to attend to or perhaps he was an early riser. My gaze lingered on the horizon, wondering about his daily routine and how he managed his responsibilities as a Prince. His life was undoubtedly a stark contrast to mine, beginning in a modest house by the sea, with two cramped rooms and parents who were distant at best.A pang of melancholy tugged at my heart as memories resurfaced—parents who never truly cared, a home that often felt empty, like a shell without purpose. It was a story of neglect and longing, a na
The Lust Cursed Luna 49. Alastair
AlastairI fastened my gold watch around my wrist with a soft sigh, my mind still preoccupied with thoughts of Chelsea and her request. "I will send Ryle... my Secretary to you. Tell him what you need. He will bring them." The words slipped from my lips before I could fully process them. It was an unusual response for me, especially considering my tendency to dismiss such requests without a second thought. And above that, her memories of Lucian were related to that village.Her silence after my offer prompted me to meet her gaze in the mirror. Her chin was lowered, her fingers nervously playing with the fabric of her gown. The uncertainty in her eyes spoke volumes, and it was clear that she had something more on her mind."Ask," I prompted, inviting her to voice whatever was troubling her.She looked up, her gaze meeting mine in the mirror as she spoke. “Yesterday, you said that that day I was desperate for company. You didn't say what I did.” Her voice was soft, hesitant."You did not
The Lust Cursed Luna 50. Alastair
AlastairAttempting to suppress the amusement, I slid my hands into my pockets, my lips twitching ever so slightly. "I have no problem with that." The corner of my mouth curled into a small smirk as I observed Chelsea's reaction. Ms. Beth was known for her unwavering determination to assist whenever I needed it, and her offer to Chelsea seemed genuine.“I am getting late.” I stated, my tone neutral. It was true—I had no objections to her tying my tie. If anything, her unease brought an element of entertainment to the situation.Chelsea's expression remained devoid of color as her gaze shifted between Ms. Beth and me. The uncertainty in her eyes was palpable, and I couldn't help but relish her unease.Her protest came quickly, her words masked by a tight grin. "I don't know how to..."Before she could finish her sentence, I interrupted her with a wicked grin. "Well, I can teach you that... of course, if you want." My tone was laced with a hint of mischief, a challenge and I was fully aw
The Lust Cursed Luna 51. Chelsea
ChelseaI turned my head upward with the tiniest hint of a smile. When he smiled back, it caused my heart to start racing at its most rapid rate. Damn it! The grumpy Prince was smiling. I hadn't seen him smile like this until now. My eyes widened, and at that precise instant, our faces were so close to each other that I could feel his breath blowing against my face."Ahm!"To the interruption of Ms. Beth's deliberate coughs, both of us lunged away from each other. I rolled my eyes while Alastair moved back to the dressing table and once again, fixed his hair, unnecessarily.Ms. Beth couldn't stop herself from guffawing. "Would you like me to leave?"He reached over to the nightstand and grabbed his handkerchief before stuffing it into one of the pockets of his jacket while shaking his head. "No. It is necessary for you to be here. Otherwise, she won't even touch the food."My brows furrowed. My head was spinning from the realization that he had been correct the whole time. We had barel
The Lust Cursed Luna 52. Alastair
AlastairThe royal study was adorned with opulence, the scent of aged books and polished wood lingering in the air. My focus had been captured by the pages of a book when Ryle's voice pulled me from my thoughts. "Your highness, I have handled the papers to your mother and reported to her that you won't be attending the court today. However, she..." his voice trailed off, his expression uneasy.I abandoned the book on the shelf and turned towards Ryle, his demeanor suggesting there was more to the situation than he was sharing. Slowly, I approached him, taking the file from his outstretched hands. His words about my mother's insistence rang in my ears, a repetitive phrase she used whenever I resisted my routine obligations. She had a way of getting her way, even when I thought I could avoid her requests."She insisted. If I still can't, she wants me to meet her in person." I finished Ryle's sentence for him, a sigh escaping my lips. The routine was becoming tiresome—her constant demands
The Lust Cursed Luna 53. Alastair
AlastairThe sudden call to attention shattered the silence, prompting both Ryle and me to turn in unison. Our gaze settled on the room where magic and meditation took place. From its depths emerged an elderly gentleman, his presence commanding respect and reverence. Clad in all black, his attire exuded an air of wisdom and authority. A grey leather belt encircled his waist, a striking contrast against the darkness of his tunic. The scapula he wore, with a black cowl attached, completed his ensemble."Mr. Smolder, how are things going?" I inquired, addressing the monk with silver hair. As he pushed back his hood, his scars came into full view, a map of experiences etched onto his skin. Kris Smolder, a figure known to only a few.Kris's response was laced with weariness, his gaze drifting toward the other monks who were meditating within the chamber. "We are doing everything in our power to discover a means to break the spell. But… the chants keep getting interrupted. It packs quite a p
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