Semua Bab A Luna Prize For The Twin Alphas and Their Father : Bab 11 - Bab 20

Chapter 12: [Ciara's POV]The next morning, when I opened my eyes, bright sunlight streamed through the glass window. I sat up slowly, blinking as I rubbed my eyes. For a moment, I felt a little lost.Then I realized it. I was still in Daryl's room. And he... wasn't here.I was alone. Perfect! At least now I could think about how to spend the next few weeks of my life.I yawned and glanced down at what I was wearing. It had already been 24 hours since my last bath."I need a change of clothes," I muttered, suddenly remembering I hadn’t brought any luggage. I had no idea where to even find new clothes.I let out another sigh and looked toward Daryl’s wardrobe. My lips parted slightly.“He wouldn’t mind, would he?” I bit my bottom lip, thinking about what to do next.After a few seconds, I got out of the large bed and walked over to the wardrobe, which had mirrors on both doors. I opened it slowly and was met with rows of neatly arranged clothes, mostly in neutral colors.One side had w

Chapter 14:Ciara's POVI stood frozen, Luna Eleanor's piercing question hanging in the air like a challenge as my heart drummed in my ear."How did you meet Daryl?" she asked again in disdain, her eyes never leaving mine.My knees buckled beneath me."Sit," she ordered, as though she'd noticed that my knees buckled.I moved towards the two chaise lounges surrounding a gold center table and sat, clasping my hands on my thighs, willing them to stop shaking.What was I meant to say? How was I supposed to answer her?The first thought that filtered through my head was to lie...'Daryl and I met at a coffee shop?''We met at a socialite event or charity gala?''Work. I applied for a job at his company?'Oh, how rich!I groaned internally as I immediately thought against lying. If I were to gain her trust, the truth was the way forward. Lying would only make things worse by making me look untrustworthy, which was not the goal.So maybe I could say...'Oh, my blonde bestie got cheated on by

Chapter 16:[Daryl's POV]I stood rooted to the spot. Ciara had left my side when she followed Damon out the door to see my mother. I wondered why Mother wanted to see her and what she would say to her. But what unsettled me more was the fact that I couldn't get Ciara out of my mind.I started pacing with my hands clasped behind my back as my eyes darted to the door more times than was normal. It was as though I was expecting her to walk in any second when she had just left the chamber. Maybe she was clouding my mind, and I was thinking about her because Damon was involved. Yes! That was it. It was nothing else, except the fact that I didn't trust my twin brother and didn't want him to sabotage my plans.I clenched my jaw, picturing how she’d left with Damon and the stupid smirk he had on his face like he’d just won the lottery. I had fought the urge to blow his jaw so he could never form a smirk again. I had also fought the urge to dash down to Mother's quarters and bring Ciara right

Chapter 18Ciara’s POVAs I stormed away from Damon, my footsteps echoed against the cold marble floor of the palace hallway.“Ciara!” I heard him call in a loud voice behind me.I glanced back at him. He was by the doorway of the room I had just walked out of, his hands resting on his waist as he eyed me.“I think you're forgetting something…” he said. “You need me to help you find your way back.”I raised my brows. “No, thank you. I'll pass on that offer.”I turned to continue walking away from him when I heard footsteps behind me.“Let me help you, at least,” he said.I stopped abruptly, jerked backward, and wagged my finger at him.“Stop following me, Damon! Isn't it enough that I have to deal with being around you already? Do you have to follow me like a lost puppy? Huh?” I snapped at him.He took a step back, his lips set in a hard line as he nodded slowly.“You're right. You don't need me to—”“Yes, I don't!” I snapped, already worried that if I spent any more minutes around hi

Chapter 20: Ciara’s POVI couldn’t breathe as I rushed down the hallway. My heart was racing, and every step felt like I was dragging my shame behind me. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t erase the image of Daryl’s naked body from my mind.He hadn’t even flinched when I barged in. He just stood there, completely unbothered, like it was nothing. He didn't even react like I had just walked in on something I should’ve never seen.Why was I reacting this way? He wasn’t really my fiancé. This whole thing was fake. It was a contract, and nothing more. I mumbled the words to myself, trying to shove the panic back down.I didn’t look back because I didn’t want to know if he was behind me. But then a thought hit me.Wait. He wouldn’t follow me… right? He was still naked.That made me slow down, just for a second. My mind was spinning and in that moment of distraction, I caught my foot on the edge of a rug and stumbled. My hand shot out and grabbed the wall and I tried to steady myself.