The Vengeful Luna:- Cursed Luna Series

DIANA'S POV

"From the very moment I saw you by my father's side at the party yesterday, I couldn't stop thinking about you. I know it's weird but I could feel some kinda unexplainable connection between us...and this is the first time I'm feeling this way. Last night, my horrible nightmares were replaced by this lustful imagination of you that I just didn't want to stop. I really love you, Louis." I confessed looking right into Louis' emerald green eyes, leaving out every sign of embarrassment as the red and black g-string fell from my hand. 

That g-string was supposed to be a birthday gift from my college frenemy - Elena Alexander.

I met Louis for the first time at my birthday party in the palace hall just yesterday and I'm already professing my undying love. You can call it whatever you want but I don't see anything wrong with this. 

After waking up from my seasonal horrible nightmare which only occurs on the night after my birthday, the rest of last night could have been horrible and scary if not for the thoughts of him that kept me in a wonderland and rid me of my fears. 

Louis's eyes narrowed as I talked about the unexplainable connection I felt towards him and it seemed like he understood me well, but then he hates me and wouldn't let my stupid confession change that. 

"Are you done? I really need to leave now." He snarled, trying to leave my living room but I slipped underneath his arm and relaxed on the door, making it impossible for him to leave the room without being aggressive with me.  

"I'm not done! For some reasons best known to you, you have been trying to get on my nerves since we met, but I'm going to let it slide because I love you and I want you." I yelled trying to maintain eye contact with him but even though he looked at me, he never allowed our eyes to meet. 

"Tsk...Do you think I was only trying to get on your nerves? I was actually trying to show you one-quarter of what's going on in my mind." He lashed out, furrowing his straight brow.

"Do you hate me that much? I have always tried to be friendly with you but I really can't understand where all this hatred is coming from when we've only just met. I loved you from the very first sight of you...but you're making things hard." I complained in a muffled voice. 

With just a purple towel wrapped beneath my armpits to just above my knees, my long black hair still dripping wet, and my ocean blue eyes staring lustfully at him, any man in Louis's position would have definitely wanted to have my legs wrapped around him -- any man but Louis.

"I think I should tell you my side of the story. I loathe you from the very first time I set my eye...no, from the very first time I heard of your existence, so don't try to harbor any feelings for me...even if that stupid connection Is there it still doesn't mean a..." His voice trailed off as soon as he realized he had just let out a big secret. 

If he hated me so much why would he feel something for me? This is beyond ordinary and if confirming some of my unnatural theories. Something was definitely not normal about me. And him too. 

"You also feel it right? I thought I was just being delusional...do you think it might mean anything?" I asked curiously but Louis was dumbfounded and irritated.

 I was getting fed up with the fact that he was avoiding a direct gaze at me so I splayed my hand over his head and forced him to look directly into my eyes. 

Louis' eyes which were usually emerald green had suddenly turned bright red and glowing when he was so close to me. 

He tried to push me away but there was something about his eyes that drew me in. It felt magical and unusual. With his eyes locked with my, and my hands grazing his broad shoulders, I felt a sudden cool rush through my skin, and tiny goosebumps raised in them.

Louis was older than me, probably in his late 20s while I just crossed 18 but his body was larger than many guys his age. His medium brown hair was packed in a low bun as usual and his shirt, which hung perfectly on his body, was missing a few buttons at the top which highlighted his body hair. This man was definitely my type.

He was quite taller than me, about 5'9 while I was barely 5'3 so I held his broad shoulders firmly and stretched to place a light and quick kiss on his average lips. 

I closed my eyes to inhale the strong, exotic, and manly scent that was oozing off him. It was a mixture of amber and patchouli. I couldn't help but smitten myself into his arm so I could smell him some more. 

"I like you a lot and I'm going to make you like me too," I affirmed before letting my towel fall freely to the ground, standing stack naked in front of him. Louis froze with wide eyes as he stared down at me. I'm sure he never expected this, I sure caught him off guard and there is no way he won't fall for me now or so I thought. 

His eyes didn't change as he scanned my bare body with his eagle eyes. He was only surprised at first because he never expected me to let my towel off and not because he actually likes what he sees. No flash of lust was seen as his face was devoid of any emotions. 

Just when I thought I lost this time, his lips curved into a savage smile filled with so much hatred but for some reason, it didn't matter to me as long as he was going to caress my body with those hands that always send an electrifying wave through my body with his every touch. 

"You're going to regret this." He whispered to me but his voice only aroused me with the urge of having my hands travel all through his body. 

He leaned towards the door and kissed my full lips lightly and passionately but despite that, something still didn't feel right. 

Slow but steadily, the kiss intensified and his hands were now caressing every corner of my Caucasian body. 

Fuck! I love this feeling and I couldn't help but allow pleasurable moans to escape my lips. If I finally lose my virginity to the man I'm head over heels in love with, What is there to regret? 

Once he noticed how weak my leg had become from standing all along, he carried me from the ground with my legs wrapped around his waist as we found our way to my bedroom. 

Once we were in my room, I felt another side of him unleash as he dropped me on the bed and yanked my wet hair so hard that my head snapped back. His hand lowered and rested on my naked breast. 

He circled my nipple and pinched me so hard that I cried out as a thick wave of pain reverberated through my body. 

"That hurts." I whimpered but Louis gawked at me in disgust. 

"You didn't know it would?" He asked in such a cunning way I felt embarrassed as I thought I was just being ignorant since it was my first time but little did I know that Sex was not all about the pleasure I desired but rather a pain that I'd never imagined or so he made me feel. 

He let go almost immediately and made me face the bed with my legs widely spread. He was still quite overdressed with denim blue jeans and a white short sleeve shirt so he paused to take them off. 

I heard the ruffling of clothes and the sound of zip opening and a few moments of silence. I wondered what he might be doing during those moments of silence but as soon as I could feel his hands and overly large body crawling on my skin, I forgot all I was thinking. 

"This is my first time." I managed to say before he inserted his huge maleness into my womanhood and thrust it so fast with no remorse or pity for me even though I'd clearly stated that it was my first time. No much of foreplay like I have always read in books, maybe it's because he felt we didn't have much time to ourselves.

The room could have been silent if not for my constant painful moan. Nothing was heard from Louis, not even his grunt and it was evident enough that he wasn't having any fun himself. 

In a lapse of a few minutes, Louis was done with me and he stood up from my bed and wore back his clothes. 

"Even if you're not doing fine, make sure to appear in the Chambers from time to time, that way, the King would be at peace wherever he is and I wouldn't have to come all the way down here to check up on you." He ordered in an emotionless tone as he walked to my dressing mirror which was adjacent to my bed and picked up his phone which I didn't even know when he dropped it there.

He asked me for my phone and I just pointed it out to him as I was too weak to talk. He searched through it and once he was done, he dropped my phone on the bed and walked over to the door where he stopped briefly and looked back at me.

"I took your number because It seems that I might have to remind you of what I just said from time to time." He added before stomping out of the room and the Chambers. 

I lay on my bed as heart-wrenching sobs wretched my throat. I bit my lower lip to prevent myself from crying out the pain but when I couldn't hold it any longer, I whimpered loudly knowing fully well that no one could hear me as the room was fully soundproof. 

Sex seemed so great in books but why did mine have to be so painful? If I could turn back the hands of time, I would gladly do it and prevent all this from happening as the pain I now felt was too much for a princess like me to bear but reality hurts like a knife to the heart.

I lost my virginity in the most cruel manner in the hands of the man I could not even tell if he'd ever love me as much as I do. It was only when I found myself in this severe pain that I realized what he meant when he said 'You will regret this'.

I was in too much pain to even think about washing myself up and I just let myself pass out on the bed as escaping reality was always a good choice.