Lahat ng Kabanata ng Fated to love you: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

The look on the Butler's face was almost enough to convince me of the sincerity of Mac's confession the previous day, I watched him with my brows raised as he approached me with a small smile—the very first of its kind. Father had left with Mr. Ashen as soon as we arrived, so it was just I who was being led inside, which made me wonder why he bowed his head even lower than before. Did the news get out that fast? Did Mac mean it, or was it merely a statement that he made? I didn't know if he was capable of being good and genuine, I didn't know if this was all some ploy he had meticulously skimmed. The look of the house was getting familiar because I no longer stared at the expensive chandeliers in sight as I walked, instead, I focused on where I was being led to. As I was guided into the grand dining hall, my eyes widened in awe at the sight before me. The room was more luxurious than any other I had seen before, mainly because it was a dining room. Its walls were adorned with ta

I was beyond shocked when Mac asked if I would like to stay for lunch but I accepted to stay anyway.I was reveling in the attention he gave me now and swearing to make the best of it despite any other things I had in mind.He left for a meeting but promised to be back just in time for Lunch, so to make myself busy I wandered around the room I was left in aimlessly, moving from one comfortable sofa to the other, genuinely glad for the privacy.My vision of Lucas began to change slowly with all he had said, It was more hesitant than it should have been. it wasn't abrupt because I still doubted most of it. My intuition protested against his judgment but my brain told me things would be simpler if I just believed him and complied like I was supposed to. and the only reason I had for that was the fact that he was my mate. I didn't give it much thought the moment he left the room, one thing was clear he was somewhat trying to dampen the image of Luke but if only he knew, he need not try. I

Lucas was the first person to reach me. In a moment my face went from victory to defeat and defeaning embarrassment as I hurried my hands to hide my exposed chest. It was a furtile attempt because I was certain everyone had gotten a glimpse or two, enough to form a mental image and as the high of the talk off wore out, I found myself dying in mortification, embarrassment and grave shame the more. He covered me with his jacket as soon as he got to me but I was badly shaking, I could see the judgement on the faces of the people present. now that the show was over they were slowly revealing what and how they truly felt about my actions.I wanted to faint from the emotions that filled their faces, I could read everything etched on their faces. What kind of Luna got herself into a mess like this? what kind of Luna undressed in front of her subjects! What kind of person at all?I had barely managed to get the attention of Mac and I was still questioning his sincerity but I went ahead to

I was wrong.What Amanda had in mind was unlike anything I could have imagined or even tried to, but as it turned out it wasn't so bad too. I mean if you're excluding the fact that it was overly extravagant and looked very similar to a wedding dress then yeah, it was good for the occasion. I spun around in front of the full length mirror and watched as the dress swished and swayed with my every movement. It was a white lace bodice dress that clung to my chest firmly, exposing a lot more cleavage than I was comfortable with and flowed with an abundance of flay to the ground.It was a wonder that she owned something like this and even more of a wonder because it looked like it cost a good amount of money, I had almost asked it was the wedding dress she planned for her ceremony with Rein, but I didn't because she wouldn't have brought it for me if she had such plans.All in all I was grateful for her help in securing this outfit. she paired the white flowing dress with black stilettos t

All the confidence I managed to muster came crumbling in an instant as I beheld the scorn on her face. She was wearing a black shimmering dress made from sequence material and it added more glamour and shine to her already perfect self. The image of her nakedness flashed through my memory and for a moment I envied her, her makeup was the opposite of mine. Black shimmering eye shadow colored her eye lid, her lips were black and her hair was packed up into a messy but intentional bun. She looked good. I snapped back into reality at the click of her heels, she was getting closer to me with each minute. The look on my face portrayed the fear in my mind so I had to adjust it quickly into a smirk, I was in no mood for the continuation of this drama, no place for it too. Even if it meant i had to accept defeat, I was determined to do just that and walk away before things got out of hand like the last time. When did I become the type of woman who fought over a man anyway?Being mated to