บททั้งหมดของ The Perfect Revenge Of The Luna Queen : บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

Zade's Pov Caspian’s house stank of him. Every corner, every wall and every damn piece of furniture. It reeked of his pride, his authority, his perfect little world he thought would last forever. I had toured the place earlier, but now, with the silence thick and the house echoing, I stepped into the one room that made my blood boil the most. His bedroom. The moment I entered, I could feel it. The presence of her. Nyx. Her scent lingered faintly in the air, soft, delicate, infuriating. My eyes flicked to the bed and my jaw tightened. The sheets were neat, but I could still imagine it. Her lying there. Him holding her. Their bodies pressed close. His lips whispered against her skin. This was where he had her. This was where he touched her. Where she belonged to him. The thought twisted my gut like fire. My gaze roamed the room, her things were here. Her clothes folded in the corner, her books stacked neatly on the nightstand, her little traces of existence scattered all over. S

Nyx's Pov On my way back to Caspian's house, I prayed to the Moon Goddess. I prayed that whatever was happening was just me overthinking it. I prayed that he was safe. On the bus, I dialed Caspian's number again and it went straight to voicemail.My heart felt heavy. I was filled with worry because I didn't know what was happening. I had tried calling Kyle but it was the same thing. What had happened to them. When I got off at the last bus stop, I immediately hailed a cab and gave him Caspian's address. The mansion felt cold when I arrived. The first thing I noticed was that there were different guards standing at the entrance. But, they didn't stop me. They opened the gates and let me in. I didn't recognize them but I recognized their colors.Zade. He was here. But if he was here, then where was Caspian? My mind raced with the thought that Zade had killed Caspian but I knew it wasn't possible. Zade wouldn't have been able to because Caspian was stronger. When I got to the front doo

Nyx's Pov I sat on the floor for a long time after they left, my body trembling. My cheek still burned where Zade had struck me, my throat ached where his hand had pressed too hard. But I forced myself to breathe. Forced myself to move. He wanted to rape me. He wanted to take me. I couldn’t let him break me. Not again. Not when I knew what it felt like to have Caspian's arms around mine, his lips on mine too. Not when I knew that Caspian cared for me. That he loved me. I had to live. I had to survive for Caspian. For my son, Liam. Slowly, I pushed myself up from the ground. My legs shook, but I steadied them. I looked toward the bathroom door. My reflection in the mirror would be terrible, I knew it. But I needed to clean myself up. I couldn’t let Caspian or Liam see me like this. I walked into the bathroom, my steps heavy, and flicked on the light. The brightness stabbed my eyes, but I didn’t flinch. I stared into the mirror. Red cheeks. Blood at the corner of my lip. Clothes

Nyx's Pov That was Zade’s voice. We both froze. He stood in the doorway, his presence heavy and sharp. His eyes burned with warning as he looked at Kiera. “Don’t you dare hurt Liam. No matter what she says to you, you don’t touch him.” Kiera stumbled back, her face pale at his tone. For the first time, I saw her caught off guard, stunned. Her eyes flicked between me and Zade. Anger burned through her, but she swallowed it down. She pointed a sharp finger at me, her voice trembling with rage. “This isn’t over. You humiliated me, Nyx. I’ll get you back for it.” She shoved past Zade, her shoulder brushing his arm as she stormed out. The air was thick with her anger long after she left. The door slammed shut. Now it was just me, Zade, and Liam. His gaze shifted back to me, and I hated the look in his eyes. Desire. Hunger. Possession. He looked at me like I was still his, like I had no say in it. I didn’t flinch. I didn’t drop my gaze. I only held Liam tighter. “How does it fee

Zade's Pov Kiera shoved me back until my spine hit the wall, her hands already clawing at my shirt, ripping buttons, dragging nails across my skin like she wanted to leave marks. I didn’t stop her. I didn’t want to be gentle. I wanted this, her fury, her hunger, her need to claim me as much as I claimed her. Sex with Kiera did things to me. She understood my needs. “Prove it,” she whispered again against my lips, biting down hard. I growled and flipped her, slamming her back against the wall, my mouth crushing hers. My hands dragged down her body, gripping her hips so hard she moaned against my lips. “I’ll prove it,” I said, my voice rough. “You want me? You’ll have me.” I lifted her off the ground, her legs wrapping tight around my waist. She clawed at my shoulders, grinding herself against me through the fabric, desperate and wild. “Zade, fuck, please…” she gasped. I carried her to the bed and threw her down. She bounced once, her hair wild across the sheets, her chest risi