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“What?” she asked breathlessly.

He smirked. “I fucking love that you’re as much in this as I am now, willing to destroy people for me.”

He slid inside her, forcing a gasp out of her. He wasn’t gentle and didn’t give her time to adjust before he started thrusting, holding on to her hips while he slapped against her. Luna gripped the edge of the desk, bracing herself while he fucked her mercilessly.

“It shows me you’re mine, my little moon,” he groaned. He tugged on her hair, forcing her head back. Valerio found her neck, biting the skin. He pulled away for a moment, licking the raw skin. “It shows me that you were made for me.”

Luna was losing herself to his words, to the pleasure he was giving her. He slapped her ass, turning the skin red before he did it again. “Take my cock, my perfect girl. My good girl,” he praised.

Luna clenched around him, letting out moan after moan. She didn’t care who heard it—she wanted people to hear it, to hear he belonged to her.

He leaned back over her, pressing sloppy kisses to her jaw this time. Luna grabbed his chain with her finger, pulling his mouth to hers. He held her jaw and neck in one hand and reached down to pinch her clit with the other. She cried against his lips, riding out her orgasm brutally. He didn’t slow down even when her body shook. Instead, he fucked her until her orgasm had subsided and then he came, filling her up.

He lined her back with kisses as she slumped on the desk, feeling completely spent.

She sighed contently, only standing when he pulled her dress back down. “How was that for rough?” he asked, biting her lip.

She wrapped her arms around his neck. “Do you really love me?” she asked.

“With my whole heart,” he told her. “I’m madly in love with you, and I can’t wait to marry you.”

Luna could only grin, giving him another kiss. She lazily fixed her hair, adjusting the dress in the bathroom before they went back downstairs. They walked hand in hand, both flushed and satisfied.

Valerio held her the entire night, never once leaving her side. She basked in it, slumping in his bed at the end of the night. Only one thought swarmed her thoughts before she fell asleep beside him.

She was truly in love with him too.

TWENTY-SEVEN

LUNA

It was officiallyone week after the party. Valerio had business in Buffalo for the night, Blair was going to a debate competition, Gianna and Allister were going back home to see their mother who stopped by once a year, and Cecilia, actually Luna didn’t know where she was. All she did was clutch her duffle with a white-fisted grip, promising Luna that she would check in.

When Luna looked out the window, she could have sworn that it was Augustus’s car that Cecilia was driving away in, but the idea was unimaginable.

Luna huffed, looking around the now empty and silent apartment. She wasn’t used to silence while living with roommates, but there was something peaceful about it. With midterms out of the way, she wanted to make sure she rested up before finals approached quicker than ever. It was a perfect opportunity to spend the night doing self-care.

She started by cleaning the apartment, dusting and vacuuming the space. She danced around to some of her favorite songs to push off the dread of doing the multiple piles of laundry she had neglected over the past couple of weeks.

Then Valerio called her, demanding an update on what she had been doing.

“How was the drive?” she asked.

“I left before the sun was even up, so I’ve already been here for a while. I’m thinking I’ll get home tonight, but if I don’t, I told Dante to stop by and make sure everything is okay,” he said.

“You don’t have to rush home for me,” she told him, walking to the drier to take out the last load of clothes. “And why were you up so early? Did you end up getting any sleep last night?”

He snorted. “Yes, I do. I can’t live without you. And no, I didn’t. You know I can’t sleep unless you’re next to me.”

She couldn’t help the smile on her face. “Well, make sure that if you come over tonight you have energy.”

She could sense his smirk. “Oh? You plan on tiring me out?”

“I guess you’ll just have to make it back tonight to find out,” she said in a singsong voice. “I have the place all to myself.”

“Tempting. I haven’t fucked you in your bed yet.”

“Let yourself in if you make it back tonight,” Luna told him, setting the basket of clothes on her bed. “I know you have a key.”

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