Chapter Thirty Five: A Cowardly Move

Lucas

Luna was sleeping next to me when the moonlight softly filled the terrace, illuminating her serene figure. The aftermath of our intense lovemaking lingered in the air, a heady mix of passion and vulnerability.

I could not help but be amazed by the woman next to me because she was so stunning at this moment that it seemed like looking at her for just one night would never be enough.

My eyes adjusted to the darkness, and I could still hear the party's distant hum—music and laughter resonating through the night. It had already gotten to be two in the morning when I looked at my watch, and with festivities lasting well into the night, the celebration showed no signs of abating.

Turning my gaze back to Luna, I took a moment to appreciate the graceful lines of her features, the delicate curve of her lips, and the way her chest rose and fell with each peaceful breath. In the moonlight, there was something otherworldly about her—a seductive charm—that captivated me.

I let out a