The sight of Luna, tied up and clearly scared, filled Arthur with a mixture of relief and anger. But the moment their eyes locked, and she whispered his name, he felt his heart skip a beat. "Luna" he said, his voice thick with emotion. "I'm here. Everything's going to be alright now." Matthew's la
Seizing the opportunity, he grabbed Luna's hand and started moving towards the door. His heart was pounding wildly, a combination of fear, excitement, and relief. "Come on," he murmured, urgency in his voice. they ran towards his car and seated inside as Arthur started driving. Luna looked at herse
{Third person's pov} Luna sat on the bed, still in the shirt she borrowed from him in the car. her hands were still trembling, she couldn't believe she could do something so cruel, she never imagined she could fire a bullet at someone. Arthur noticed the tremble in Luna's hands, the fear still etc
She stood at the edge of the room, unnoticed, watching the scene unfold. She couldn't overhear the conversation, but the seriousness and concentration on Arthur's face was clear. The sound of shattering pottery echoed through the room as Luna accidentally knocked over a vase. Arthur's eyes shot up,
Arthur's attention was suddenly diverted when he noticed Luna's struggle to stand steadily on her feet. His eyes quickly dropped to her legs, and that's when he spotted the piece of vase stuck in her skin. His heart tightened in his chest as he moved closer, his hands instinctively reaching out to
He leaned in, his lips hovering just above her ear, his breath hot against her skin. "You're a terrible liar, darlin'," he murmured, his voice a deep, sensual rumble. "Am I?" she asked as she closed her eyes feeling his breath on her neck. "Terrible," he confirmed, his lips now tracing a path down
He reached into the box again, this time pulling out a silk blindfold. He leaned in closer, his breath hot against her ear. "Now be a good girl and hold still." Luna frowned as she felt him blindfolding her, "Arthur, at least let me see." Arthur chuckled at her insistence, his hand gently adjusting
Arthur's eyes were fixed on her, watching her every movement, her every response to the tiny, powerful machine. Seeing her arch her back, struggling to free her hands made his desires grow even stronger. "Such a good girl, taking your reward so well," he murmured, his voice a deep, gravelly rumble.