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That night was supposed to be the celebration of their third anniversary. The sky above the grand penthouse was crystal clear, as if providing a stage for the full moon to show itself in all its glory.In the back garden overlooking the city lights, Luna set the dining table with hands that trembled slightly. It wasn’t out of fear, but because of the heart flutters she felt every time Michael—the man who had rescued her from the cruel world of night clubs—was about to return home.To Luna, Michael was the center of her universe. He was the man who would willingly spend thousands of dollars just to fill the garden with flowers that bloomed regardless of the season."Do you like it?" Michael asked, inhaling the scent of vanilla from the crook of her neck. "Did you cook by yourself again? I told you, just let the servants do it. I don't want your soft hands to get hurt."Luna let out a small laugh, turned around, and planted a kiss on her lover's nose. "Once in a while is fine. Besides,

Michael gazed anxiously at his lover, who was sleeping with a deathly pale face. Luna had repeatedly refused his visits, but he could no longer restrain the urge to see the woman who held his heart.Her body was dotted with dark, bruised punctures. Though minuscule, their sheer number made the evidence of her torture hauntingly clear. Occasionally, Luna let out a soft groan; the agony was too much for her fragile frame to bear.Michael picked up a tube of ointment from the table and began to apply it with trembling care. His mind seethed with a white-hot rage—not at the one who had tried to poison him, but at Yohan, his own father. The old man had dared to order an interrogation of his precious girl without his consent, despite knowing full well that Michael was utterly infatuated with her.“You’re awake, Love,” Michael murmured as Luna’s eyes slowly fluttered open.“Michael … what are you doing here? Ah—!”“Calm down. Your body haven't fully closed yet.”“Didn't I forbid you from com

Michael’s hand hovered near his ankle, ready to draw his concealed pistol. His eyes narrowed, tracking the four strangers who had suddenly emerged from behind the velvet curtains.Seeing his guarded stance, Harmer let out a dry chuckle. “Haha, for a second I thought you’re the bravest alive. Relax, Boy. I only want to show you something.”The old man, a veteran of the illicit drug trade, gave a sharp nod. Immediately, the blonde woman beside him lunged, attempting to snatch a single rose from Harmer’s aide.She was clever, realizing her raw strength was no match for four hulking men. Instead, she moved like a shadow, targeting their vital points with surgical precision. The skirmish in the cramped room shattered several tables, but her lithe frame was far more agile than her opponents. Within moments, all four men—each triple her size—collapsed, gasping for air after she struck their solar plexus and delivered a punishing blow to their groins.“Boss.” The woman knelt, presenting the r