"She slapped you..." he repeated, his voice barely above a whisper. "The fact that she can lay a hand on you..." His eyes met hers, a mixture of love and anger swirling within. "I won't let her hurt you again, love," he vowed, his voice firm. "You're my priority, and I won't let her harm what's our
{Third person's pov} Arthur's breath hitched as Luna's tongue traced the sensitive skin of his ear. He could feel her desires matching his own, the heat between them growing with every passing moment. "Insatiable," he breathed, his hands gripping her hips tighter. "You drive me absolutely mad, lov
{Third person's pov} Arthur's heart thumped loudly in his chest, excitement and curiosity warring within him. He glanced at the ribbon in her hands and then back at her face, the smirk on her lips both alluring and slightly intimidating. "Close my eyes, eh? As you wish, love," he replied, his voic
Pulling his lips away just for a moment, he murmured, "As you wish, love. I'll be quiet, if that's what you desire." Luna joined their lips again, and after a minute she backed off. she got up from him and stared at him from a distance. Arthur panted softly as the kiss ended, his body still thrumm
{Luna’s pov} “Dad, we are supposed to get your monthly checkup done today.” I shouted from the kitchen and served breakfast for both of us. As I walked towards the dinning table I saw the favorite person of mine entering on his wheelchair, yes that's my father. Unfortunately he can't walk, oh we
{Arthur's pov} I should reward my secretary, he literally came up with all the information about her in just half of a day. I am amazed. I checked the mail he sent me. as I read I was stunned, she is just 21 and already working this hard? as I read that she works at a super mart i got an idea - wh
{Arthur's pov} I was sitting in my car and looking at her figure, she was just standing near the railing of the bridge. Is she trying to jump or something. then a woman approached her and after talking for a few minutes she started walking home. Thank God she didn't jump. my phone rang gaining
{Arthur's pov} "Tell me bastard, who the hell sent you to spy on your parents?" I shouted at the guy who was tied up on the chair in front of me. "Sir, Mr. Smith told me to do it." finally this bastard spoke. so now Smith is trying to get in the list of enemies, well maybe he is not afraid of d