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9. Alastair
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The Lust Cursed Luna 10. Chelsea
Chelsea How could I not be offended? One second, he was asking me if I used perfume, another second, he was telling me to get out as if I stink. That was rude! Whatever. I decided I won't give it any thought as I entered the palace. Ms. Beth found me in the grand hall from where she again let me accompany her to wherever she went. I tried my best to hide myself from Alastair. He wasn't chasing me. But it was his damn palace. He was everywhere. I mistakenly tried to learn if the villagers were right about him being the worst of all dangerous creatures. I watched how he treated his employees. God, so cold. He was so cold, so calm, so arrogant. Someone peed his pants. I mistakenly eavesdropped when he was on a call in the courtyard. He was threatening someone. I mistakenly peeked through the door of the conference room when I heard a noise. He shot someone. Blood was everywhere. I almost gasped, trembled until Ms. Beth came to take me back. He didn't notice me, or perhaps he did. He
The Lust Cursed Luna 11. Alastair
Alastair In the confines of my study, I retrieved the antiquated journal from its resting place within my locker. Leaning forward in my chair, I placed the book on the table before me. A wintry wind swept inside the space through northern windows and blew through my hair. Not bothering about my favorite hairstyle, I gradually eyed the old page that had been sprinted with the dark ink. “As winter's breath draws near, late autumn's phase seems queer. A strange time in life's sphere. The balmy zephyrs of summer, once beloved, now stir within you a disapproval. To the depths of the mind it leads, where shadowed memories plant their seeds, of the last few months it speaks, And in the heart, a sadness leaks. Simultaneously, it ignites a longing within to behold the splendour of snowflakes descending. Learn to shroud thyself in icy veneer, leaving warmth a mere figment to revere.” How many times have I read this? About a hundred times or more. But the more I read this, the more confusion
The Lust Cursed Luna 12. Chelsea
Chelsea After changing the gown into a pink romper that I found in the wardrobe, I sank myself into the soft mattress of the bed. That night, I didn't eat again. My body was getting weaker. Yet, I had no appetite. I was only left with nothingness. Even in this immense space, I felt like I was confined. The walls around me were suppressing me. My lungs were running out of oxygen. My parents probably don't care if I am alive or dead. They never did. They are relieved that I'm gone. No one would ever come to get me. I had no one. I refused to believe Alastair occupied even a little stage of my life, tied by fate. I had been a believer. I had a blind thing on fate and it betrayed me. Or worse, it thrashed me in hell with a man I knew.... I didn't know. I knew he was a Prince, a future king who would rule the country. Not me, oh God, I won't be ruled by him, not as one of his whores he fantasies about. I knew nothing about him. Not a fucking single thing. Just his name, his title and how
The Lust Cursed Luna 13. Chelsea
Chelsea The lights brightened the view. The woman inside seemed to be busy with getting her naked body dressed up while Alastair pulled the chain of his jeans. They had sex! I didn't even need to doubt. I couldn't smell it when they were doing it because I'm stupid, useless and weak. Betrayal stabbed at my heart once again. I wasn't supposed to feel like this. He owed me nothing at all. It wasn't even him I was hurt for. Oh, he could fuck every woman as long as it's not me. I wasn't interested. Yet, something ate at me when his gaze found me. I eyed him while he eyed me. A few buttons of his shirt were still open, revealing the fine abs of his chest. His sleeves were folded up, flexing the veins of his hand that I found attractive a few hours ago. But now? It disgusted me. He rolled the glass in his hand that was filled with liquid. Alcohol. I suddenly had the urge to throw the drink on his shirt and break the glass against his head. I wanted to make him bleed just like how he mad
The Lust Cursed Luna 14. Alastair
Alastair "Your Highness, shall I bring you the medicines?" For three long hours, Ryle had been trailing behind me, posing the same inquiry every sixty minutes without fail. My daily routine included checking on my health. Today, the temperature of my body is abnormally elevated. I have a fever. I blamed the rain for that, but it wasn't the rain. My immunity was powerful enough to fight colds. “No. I'm fine.” I adamantly declined to ingest any medication. The noxious chemicals quell my exuberance. They instill a heightened sense of vulnerability within my being and gently lull me into a tranquil slumber, closing my eyes in blissful repose. Ryle understood. Nevertheless, he planned to ask all over again in the next hour. We were in my study. He had brought the important letters for me. The majority of the letters consisted of invitations from abroad. Weddings, birthday parties, funerals and charities I despised. Every day, I am inundated with thousands of letters. Among them, the du
The Lust Cursed Luna 15. Chelsea
Chelsea It was only when the birds sang, I realized it was already morning. Sleep eluded me, not even a fleeting slumber to call it a nap. The pounding on my door was relentless. With a determined effort, I hoisted myself upright and grasped the doorknob, turning it slowly to reveal the person beyond. Lilith glared at me. God, why do you hate me? Why would you send her to me? My mental state is not stable enough to handle her. “My dear Princess, do you believe it is my duty to rouse you from slumber each day? Go to the kitchen. Now.” Suppressing the sigh that threatened to escape my lips, I simply nodded. However, it failed to satiate her desires. As I made my way into the kitchen, she stood there, patiently observing my every move. There, I was ordered to chop the onions. The matter appeared trivial at first, until a servant presented me with an entire crate of onions. And guess what? Because my eyes were hurting, I couldn't see properly and I cut my fingers. A maid was about to
The Lust Cursed Luna 16. Chelsea
Chelsea I almost jumped at the voice. Alastair stood in front of me, scrutinizing me carefully with his head tilted. He was wearing a black sweatshirt. His veiny hand flexed a gun in his grip. His blue eyes looked concerned. I took a long breath to calm my heartbeat. And boom! Shoving the gun inside his waistband, he was down, kneeling before me. He doesn't care about the rules at all, does he? “Chelsea.” So, he really remembers my name? I think it was the first time he called me by my name. I squirmed beneath his touch as he put his hand on my cheek, wiping the tears off my face with his thumb. “You are crying?" He asked very softly. I almost forgot that the tears were still falling from my eyes. Stupid onions. “I'm not crying.” I removed his hand from my face and wiped my own tears. He can't touch me. I still hadn't forgotten how he told me to get out of that car. Exhaling a deep breath, I added, “It's... because of onions. I was working then... she told me to bring naga from
The Lust Cursed Luna 17. Alastair
Alastair She was laughing. And all I could think about was that I wasn't supposed to feel this way. The sound of her laughter echoed through the air like a song. Her eyes, alight with mirth and glee, sparkled like stars in the night. It was that enchanting. I froze as I watched her laughing, shaking her head, and covering her lips. For just an instant, the pain that I could constantly see in her eyes disappeared. As if at that moment, all her worries and troubles were gone and dead replaced by a light, a shining beacon, a pure delight. I never wanted to be a poet but her laughter made me wish I was one. As soon as she met my gaze, something crossed in those gray eyes and she immediately stopped laughing. She bit her plump lips. “I mean...” Pressing her lips together, she finally was able to stifle her laughter. “I am afraid you will be sick if we are close.” “What?” was all I could say. Her laughter was still ringing in my head. I waited. But she didn't seem to explain what she
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