Chapter 31
the day I was kicked out of Silver Moon, I never thought I’d come back, let alone with billions in assets and a personal invitation from Lork. The villa’s luxury felt like a slap in the face, reminding
me of the life I had lost
“When I walked inside, Daria rushed over and hugged me tightly. I almost didn’t recognize your” she said, her face lit up with excitement. “You’ve changed so much
I smiled, though it felt strange. Back then, I was always busy taking care of Lorik and my duties as Luna, so I rarely dressed up. Now, as I looked at myself, I was surprised by how different I looked.
The servants appeared, their eyes widening in shock as they saw the expensive items I had brought. Their surprise was so obvious that it almost looked comical
At dinner, Daria was full of energy. She told me all about the chaos that had happened since I left Silver Moon. “Lorcia’s reforms were a disaster,” she said with a laugh. “One day, the kitchen had only a few sad fish, and another day, there were so many potatoes they spilled into the backyard! She
made everyone’s lives a mess.”
I listened, smiling. Daria’s cheerfulness was a comforting change from the tension I felt. She had always been kind to me, defending me from the servants when I first arrived. Her loyalty was a
warm reminder of the past.
“I’m glad you’re back,” she said sincerely, clinking her glass of red wine against mine. “Lorik has finally come to his senses.”
A wave of guilt washed over me. Daria didn’t know that my return was only a temporary act to help Caroline recover quickly. I forced a smile. “Thank you. I’m happy to be here.
“I have a little surprise for you two. Trust me, things are going to get even better between you two
The night was waning. Daria bids me goodnight and heads to her room.
I stayed alone in the dining room and finished the rest of my wine. As I was getting ready to go back to my room, it occurred to me that everyone had defaulted to the idea that I would be staying with Lorik when I returned to Silvermoon this time, without assigning me a new room.
The effects of alcohol gradually took hold of me, and my brain fogged up, my eyes, which had been
clear and bright, became disorientated, and my pace disorganised as I
Lorik had work to take care of tonight and shouldn’t be coming home.
onto the bed.
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tried to fall asleep but was uncomfortable, feeling hot and restless.
curled up impatiently, my throat parched, my skin flushed an unusual red colour, and for some reason my mind drifted to the sexy way Lorik looked when he was in bed.
There had to l
be something wrong with the wine Daria had given me!
Suddenly, the door opened, and Lorik walked in. He looked surprised to see me awake. His scent was strong, and he seemed a bit off. “I didn’t expect you to be up,” he said, sounding a bit unsteady. “Daria gave me wine and said it was to celebrate my hard work. There must have been something in
it.”
His words were disjointed. I realised that Daria had given us a drink with aphrodisiac, making gverything more intense. I felt a mix of anxiety and curiosity.
Lorik came closer, his hands warm as they touched my arms. “It’s been a long time,” he murmured, his breath warm against my ear. “Do you remember…?”
His words were like an invitation, pulling us closer together. The effects of the wine made our feelings stronger. I could feel the heat from his body, and it drew me to him.
Lorik’s lips met mine, and I kissed him back, feeling a rush of desire. His touch was passionate and
urgent. As we moved towards the bed, our clothes fell away in a flurry. The intensity of our emotions made everything feel more powerful.
We made love with a deep sense of connection, each touch and kiss reminding us of the bond we had once shared. The effects of the wine heightened every feeling, making our time together incredibly intense.
The question hung in the air, charged with an intensity that was hard to ignore. Our bodies were drawn together by an invisible force, the aphrodisiac’s effects amplifying our latent desires. I could feel the heat radiating from him, the magnetism pulling us closer.
Lorik’s lips brushed mine, and I responded instinctively. The kiss was urgent, hungry, a rekindling of the passion we had shared. His hands roamed over my body, exploring with a fervor that mirrored the desire in my own heart. His touch was electrifying, igniting a fire that I had long suppressed.
We stumbled towards the bed, our movements clumsy yet desperate. As Lorik’s hands undressed me, his gaze was filled with a mix of longing and regret. The clothes fell away, and he took in my form with a possessive hunger that left me breathless.
“Tell me if you want this,” he whispered, his voice strained. “I need to hear it.”
boked into his eyes, seeing the vulnerability behind the intense desire. “I want this,” I breathed, my
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oice barely more than a whisper. “I want you.”
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