Alle Kapitel von Unbound: Kapitel 21 – Kapitel 30

LUNA I am sorry, Matias. I had to do it. I stepped out casually as if I couldn’t feel the cool air brushing my ass or the goosebumps spreading across my entire skin. “What are you wearing?” Matias, who had just come from school, asked me. I looked down at my dress. “Oh, this. Your brother gifted me this.” Matias laughed, “You look funny, Luna. Aren’t you feeling cold?” “I am. Actually, your brother—,” I didn’t get to finish the remaining sentence before Alessandro dragged me back to my room. He locked it. Then turned toward me. Silence. He simply looked at me. His gaze travelled from the thin straps over my shoulders to the hem that barely covered my thighs before settling on my face. I had seen him angry. I had seen him amused. This expression belonged to neither. It was colder. "What," he asked quietly, "are you doing?" I looked down at the dress again. "As far as I know..." I pinched the fabric between two fingers. "...I'm wearing the dress you gave me." Another

LUNAAn ethereal beauty. Not to brag, but that was the nickname I got in the Matrix as soon as I turned fifteen. My father was over the moon. At least he is getting something out of his useless daughter.Luna is a sign of purity. A symbol of innocence and celestial grace and blah fucking blah.I can’t help how I look. I got my mom genes. Long black hair that I always wanted to cut short, preferably in a bob cut, fair complexion that never gets tan because I am a fucking bird caged in a mansion and have no privilege to play on a beach and get tanned, doe-like eyes that turn too small when I laugh, and a petite frame.My appearance is a perfect marketing strategy to secure a great match that could strengthen Colton’s hold on the Matrix, on Whiltred, and, preferably, on the surrounding cities.Entered Sebastian—Alesandro’s don’s long-lost son—and he rejected me.That’s when the stain on my reputation started. Apparently, rejection of marriage has nothing to do with personal feelings in o

LUNAThe silence inside the car had become unbearable.Outside, raindrops raced one another down the tinted windows while the city slowly disappeared behind us. Buildings became fewer. Trees replaced concrete. The road curved gently, and then—Blue.My breath caught. At first I thought it was the sky.Then I realised the sky wasn't supposed to move. It was water. So much water that I couldn't see where it ended.My entire body lurched toward the window until my forehead almost collided with the glass."...Stop."Alessandro didn't even spare me a glance. "No."I laughed nervously. "No, seriously."Still nothing."Please stop.""No."I pressed both palms against the window like a child."Oh my God..."The sea stretched endlessly beneath the dark clouds, the waves rolling one after another, crashing into the shore with a force I could hear even through the closed windows.I had seen oceans in movies, on Instagram.In travel vlogs.In books.But they had never looked so...Alive."Please.

LUNA“Where did you guys go? And why did you both look like you did something forbidden?”I laughed. Hard, clutching my stomach. I was only laughing to hide the fact that my heart felt like it was going to burst out of my chest any time soon.“I am not even trying to be funny,” Marco stated, his eyes observing the dishevelled state Alessandro was in.“As long as I didn’t kill your boss, nothing I do will be forbidden.”“Advice,” Alessandro said calmly—yup, that calm exterior took over him again—, “Never offer too much explanation when you are—,”I bowed my head. “Please spare me from your lecture, old man.”Then, I was bolting towards my room—the very same room where I was locked down in the past week. I had never longed so much to get inside that room.My heart couldn’t slow down. It was racing as it had never been before. What did I do? What the fuck did I do?I pulled the blanket over my head."...Great."My first kiss.Out of all the possible human beings on Earth, I had somehow m

LUNAIt has been three weeks since I was kidnapped. Alessandro has humiliated me in ways I couldn’t imagine before. And what did I do? I kissed him.Hate is a very powerful emotion. If I hadn’t felt anything for him, maybe I wouldn’t have thought of kissing him, let alone kiss him. From the experience of reading numerous novels with enemies-to-lovers trope, I am eligible to say that you can hate someone with your whole heart and kiss them.It happens.But unlike the heroines in those novels, I learn from my mistakes. I won’t kiss him again. Because annoying the fuck out of him gives me just as much of a high.I was still hanging outside his office room, very eager to irritate him, when I heard the footsteps.They were very slow, very low.No. Not him.I turned around to find Vincenzo minus Casanova looking at me with his usual blank expression. I mean, Sandro has a blank face too. But his eyes reveal a lot. Or at least, I learn to read his eyes. They burn, they hate, they rage, and th