I Am The Luna

Overview

Sebastian stood in the rain, completely drenched, his black hair hanging wetly in front of his eyes. His wet white shirt clung tightly to his body, accentuating his incredible abs and muscular chest. It was nearly transparent, revealing the new tattoos covering his left abdomen and arms through it.

Zaia’s gaze fell to the front of his black pants, and she knew it was a mistake. His pants were soaked through, but she couldn’t help but notice the outline of his penis. Zaia’s throat suddenly felt dry. Sebastian raised his arm and swept his wet hair back, his muscles contracting, causing Zaia to involuntarily swallow.

“Look up,” he said proudly.

Oh, damn, I’m shamelessly staring at him. I’m so careless! My cheeks burned with embarrassment.

Sebastian walked over to Zaia, throwing his jacket onto the seat where she had been sitting a moment ago. Then he gripped her chin. Zaia’s breath quickened; his proximity and scent made her dizzy. Her heart pounded, but all she could do was look up at the man who had abandoned her, trying to understand the expression in his bright blue eyes.

“I’m here to do something I should have done three years ago. I couldn’t find you alone, Zaia… I’m sorry it took me so long, but I need you to listen to me.”

He was cold, but the heat between us overwhelmed the chill. She opened her mouth to reject him, but he pressed his thumb against her lips, filling her heart with desire.

” little fox, I need you to listen to me,” he whispered, using the nickname that Zaia could hardly refuse him… Flashback to three years ago.