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48. THE SKILL
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2026-08-30 23:29:14
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Unbound 53. THE GOOD NEWS
LUNAHis hand immediately caught my injured ankle. His entire body went still.“Does this hurt?”I stopped fighting. His voice had changed.Completely.Concern.Genuine fucking concern.And just like that, my anger weakened.Damn him.“It's fine.”“You were limping yesterday.”“I was not.”“You were.”“I walk dramatically.”“You're impossible.”“And yet you're carrying me.”He adjusted his grip around my legs and continued upstairs.I tried pushing my hair away from my face.“Fuck you!” I screamed.“That’s your best?”I scowled even though he couldn’t see me. “That’s the only cuss word I know.”“Of course.”“Where are you taking me?”“My room.”“Why?”“So you stop getting stupid ideas.”“Dating Marco isn't stupid.”“It is when you're Luna.”“That's offensive.”“Good.”I gasped. “You know what? I think this relationship is moving too fast.”His steps stopped.I immediately realised what I'd said.Slowly, he turned his head.I couldn't see his face properly from upside down, but I knew.
Unbound 52. THE UPSIDE DOWN
LUNAI woke up alone.For a few seconds, I didn't realise what felt wrong.The room was warm. The curtains were still drawn, leaving thin strips of morning light spilling across the floor. My ankle was significantly better, though it still hurt when I moved it too much.And I was comfortable.Too comfortable.I stretched. Then reached blindly toward the other side of the bed.Nothing.My eyes opened.The space beside me was empty.Cold.I frowned.Alessandro was gone.I pushed myself upright, looking around the room as if the six-foot-something man could somehow be hiding behind the curtains.Nothing.His clothes from last night were gone too.I stared at the empty side of the bed.Okay.Maybe he was downstairs.Why would that bother me?It didn't.Obviously.I got out of bed, carefully putting weight on my ankle. After washing up and changing into one of the oversized sweaters Marco had ordered for me, I made my way downstairs.I can still feel his scent. The image of him kneeling be
Unbound 51. THE CHANGE
LUNA"Ever since you kissed me on the beach," he said, his voice low and rough, "I've imagined you naked all the fucking time."I couldn't breathe."You dreamed of me?" I whispered.He didn't answer with words. He lowered his head and pressed his lips to my collarbone. Soft. Reverent. Like I was something sacred."Every night," he murmured against my skin. "Every fucking night, Luna. In my bed. In the shower. In my office while you sat there annoying me with your nonstop talking. Everywhere."I shivered. "That's—""Pathetic?" He laughed against my skin. "Obsessive? Insane? Yes. All of it."His lips moved higher, trailing up my neck. "You have no idea what you do to me."His hand cupped my breast, his thumb brushing over my nipple. I gasped. The sensation shot through me like lightning, sharp and electric."Tell me," I breathed.He pulled back just enough to look at me. His eyes were burning. "Tell you what?""Tell me what I do to you."He stared at me for a long moment. Then his hand
Unbound 50. THE ESCAPE
I keep finding myself in his arms whenever my heart gets heavy.Not to mention he was the reason my life got so hard in the first place. Everything feels so wrong yet so right. His arms around me, his heartbeat against my cheek, his body wrapped around mine like he's trying to shield me from the world.Every fucking thing about him feels so right. Yet so wrong.For an hour straight, I talked about my mother. How she fought. How she tried her best for me. How she failed at the end. The cookies she baked. The braids she did. The dresses she selected. The shoes she bought. The fights we had. The resentment I held.And her screams. God, her screams.I poured my pain into the space between us, and he took it all in. Every word. Every tear. Every broken confession. He didn't interrupt. He didn't offer empty platitudes. He just held me and absorbed my grief like it was his own.But it wasn't enough.I couldn't escape my past. I couldn't escape her screams. What stopped her from trying to run
Unbound 49. THE BROKEN
LUNAHe looked angry.“I was sixteen when my parents were killed. You were barely seven.” His eyes narrowed. “You want me to believe that you eavesdropped on Elio and Colton and you remember it?”I stared at him. “I didn't know they were planning a murder.”His expression hardened. "You were seven, Luna. You could have remembered it wrong.”“I was looking for my mother.”That stopped him.The anger in his face shifted into something else. Something quieter.“Why?”I looked at our hands. I didn't want to answer that.There were memories I could talk about because I had repeated them so many times inside my own head that they had eventually stopped feeling like memories.They had become stories.Facts.Things that happened.But this wasn't one of them. “I couldn't find her.”His jaw tightened.I could see the moment he understood where this was going.“Luna.”“I knew she was somewhere in the house.”My voice sounded strange. Too distant.Like it belonged to someone else.“So I went look
Unbound 48. THE SKILL
ALESSANDROHer eyes light up like a fucking thousand-volt bulb."You will really let me talk to him?" She asked me with hope in her voice. So much hope that I hate it."Depends on the credibility of your information."Her smile didn't fade. She raised her hand, showing five fingers. "Five minutes." She said.Then she immediately started serving the ramen.No hesitation.No crying.No emotional breakdown.Apparently, all it took to revive Luna was the possibility of talking to Remi and a bowl of processed noodles.She poured the ramen into two bowls before grabbing two pairs of chopsticks and one fork. I assumed the fork was for me."They'll get soggy," she warned. "Eat fast."I looked down at the bowl.Then at the chopsticks.Then back at her.She had already settled onto one of the stools, one leg tucked beneath her, completely focused on her food.With a practised movement of her fingers, she separated the chopsticks.I watched her lift a portion of noodles.Not a single strand fell
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