Page 71 of Heir of Darkness

That made her even more mad. Why was she comparing her body to someone else? Why was she hating the way she looked because of another girl?

Because that wasn’t just any girl; it was the girl Valerio was supposed to marry.

Luna stomped into the study, slamming the door behind her, just for it to be opened two seconds later by Valerio.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, confusion on his face. He closed the door behind him, walking up to her. “Did someone do something? Tell me. I’ll handle it.”

She looked at him. “You were supposed to marry her.”

He cringed. “Who, Sophia?”

“Don’t say her name!” Luna screamed. Who had she become?

Valerio’s eyes widened. “My father wanted to arrange something between me and her, yes, but I have never wanted her. It's always been you.”

“Would you be getting married to her right now if we didn’t sign the contract the second time?” Luna asked.

“No. I would still be marrying you either way. I was giving you a chance to choose me. I don’t want anyone else. I never have,” Valerio said, walking closer.

“That doesn’t change the fact you would have married her if we didn’t meet,” Luna cried out, throwing her hands up. “I didn’t know about it either. I had to find out from your drunk ass brother. And on top of that, she’s at your party talking to you.”

The words fired out of her mouth like venom. The feeling engulfed her in flames, and she hated the feeling, but it made her want to mark him. Let everyone downstairs know he belonged to her.

“You’re jealous,” Valerio stated. His eyes were bright.

“Do I have a reason to be jealous?” she spit out.

“No, no,” he reassured her. “You have absolutely no reason to be jealous. I was looking for you after you disappeared from the place you were dancing. She walked up and said hi and that was all. She talked to the other two because my focus was on looking for you. I’m so fucking obsessed with you, there isn’t a single second you don’t consume a thought of mine.”

That seemed to simmer the thoughts slightly, at least enough for her to relax somewhat. “How do I know that?” Luna asked, her shoulders slumping. “I hate this feeling. I hate feeling out of control because I see some other girl talking to you. I wanted to kill her, and I probably would have and maybe I still will. Oh my God.” Luna put her hand on her forehead, her eyes wide.

“Welcome to my life,” he told her, approaching. “Do you know how fucking crazy I felt when I found out you were engaged to someone else. I wanted to slaughter your entire fucking family, and I still do. I feel that way every time someone’s eyes graze your body, every time you speak to someone who isn’t me.”

He caged her against the desk. “How do I control it then?” Luna asked, her voice hardly more than a whisper.

He smirked, pushing her hair back. His hardening cock in his jeans pressed against her, forcing her to become flushed because of something different this time.

“You remember that I only love you. I’m only in love with you,” he said.

He wrapped his hand in her hair, pulling her closer to him. Luna’s eyes were wide, her mouth gaped open at his admission. He loved her.

She had known it from the way he took care of her, the way he spoke to her, touched her, but hearing him say it made her feel dizzy, drunk.

Valerio loved her.

Before Luna could respond, his lips were crashing into hers, swallowing whatever answer she was going to give. Luna jumped onto the desk, pushing things off to sit comfortably. Things clattered and probably broke, but neither one paid it any mind.

He fell in between her thighs, grinding against her underwear-covered pussy. She was already wet, leaking throughthe white panties. Luna ran her hands through his hair, destroying it to make sure everyone would know he was hers.

She gasped when she he slipped his hand into her underwear, playing with her already overly sensitive clit. She’d already had him twice in less than twenty-four hours, but her body sang for him regardless of how sore she was.

She was frustrated though. She didn’t need his fingers; she needed him to fuck her.

She undid his belt, unzipping his pants in a hurry. He groaned when she brushed against his bulge. She freed him from his underwear, watching as his cock slapped against his stomach. Valerio lifted her, turning her around and forcing her to lay on her stomach over the desk. He pulled the dress up over her waist, giving him a clear view of her plump ass.

Luna whimpered when he ripped down her underwear, kicking her legs open. They shook in anticipation. A groan escaped when his cock rubbed between her folds, soaking himself in her wetness.

“You know what I love?” Valerio asked, leaning on her back so he could see her face. She turned towards him.

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