All Chapters of The Rise Of The Ugly Luna: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Dread settled in my stomach as I undressed to check myself. There was no smeared cum on me or anything. It didn't 'look' like I'd been touched. But I could 'feel' it. His arms around me. His mouth on mine. His smell.This was too real to be a dream.A few minutes later, I was with the ICT guys, asking them for a footage. Well, I was their Luna, and the moment I told them that someone might have broken into my room, they didn't hesitate to give me what I wanted. I checked the footage, and it came as a punch to the gut when I couldn't find anything. No one had entered my room, not even while I was at work.So, was it all a dream? Was that how the pill worked? It made everything feel real?When I bathed that morning, I didn't try to pleasure myself. I already felt this deep satisfaction in my belly. This unexplainable peace. It bothered me. ****† JARIS I had done a lot of bad things in life. Killed people for committing minor offenses, and hurt those I shouldn't have. Yet, non

LYRICMoments later, I left the man's room feeling more troubled. Guinevere was waiting just around the corner and watched me with beady eyes."Did you cry?" She looked confused.I sniffled, shaking my head. "The man and I...we just had a light talk.""So, what did he say? Did you treat him? I'm confused because Marta insisted it was her."This was so difficult. But I needed to start clearing my tracks if I wanted to live."It was Marta. Yesterday, while going on my rounds, I briefly checked on Mr. Pete. I didn't know he was already regaining consciousness. That must've been when Marta already... you know? Worked on him. I was the first doctor he saw. So, he just concluded it must be me." It was getting easier to lie by the day.Definitely not a good thing."Oh. I see." Guinevere nodded. "Did he say anything else, though?"I swallowed hard. "Yes. Just about how lonely it was when he was in coma. He's fine now."We started walking, heading to our offices."Are you fine, Lyric

JACE What were the chances of bumping into someone you didn't wish to see? For Jace, it was ninety.He was at his father's complex, reviewing sales when a particular client walked in with a young, fine woman. A client he hadn't spoken to in days. Kael. After the awkward incident at Jaris' party, Jace had been doing all he could to avoid meeting with Kael. It was stressful that everyday at Darkspire, he had to pray not to run into him. He was sitting at the sales desk, the big book open in front of him. But his mind totally left the book and was occupied with Kael making his way into the shop with the beautiful lady's hand around his. They both tensed when they locked eyes on each other.The sales girls approached them immediately, offering them a warm welcome. But the woman beside Kael did the talking as he was busy staring at Jace. It took all of Jace's willpower to end the awkward stare and rise to his feet. "Kael. I'd love to say we're glad to have you here but, t

         LYRIC  The room fell into heavy silence. Heads turned to Marta. Luna Isolde sprang to her feet. "What!? What nonsense is this!?" Jace continued with his narration. "Five years ago, on the thirteen of June, we met in Oryndor. I didn't know who she was, neither did she. But when I got to the Pack, I noticed she had been avoiding me. It wasn't until I met her that I realized why." He looked at Marta. "When we met in Oryndor, she should have been eight months pregnant. But she was not. Her stomach was as flat as that of a model's." My pulse quickened, like I was the one who just got exposed.  "No." Marta shook her head, going closer to him. "You are a bloody liar from the pit of hell. I have never met you before now. I'd never have anything to do with you!" "Are you sure?" Jace tilted his head, his expression taunting.

       LYRIC  Okay...why was he sweet with the kids and not with me?  Adjusting the strep of my bag over my shoulder, I went after him.  The inside was more beautiful than I imagined with a black theme.  I didn't want to imagine the amount of money that must have been put into this place.  I continued walking behind Jace until we reached an office. Oh. So, he had a home office here as well.  "What're you doing here?" His voice was icy.  I couldn't hold his stare and was forced to lower mine to the floor. He didn't look like the man that had been happy to see his kids a while ago. "I asked a question," he clipped.  Fuck this, Lyric. Stop showing him your weakness.  "The kids wanted to see you." My voice came out s