All Chapters of Stolen Luna By The Rival Alpha: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

Anastasia "What happens when your father has to step down? He needs a successor." He dug into the pocket of his dress shirt and pulled out a small velvet bag tied with a bow. I watched him approach me again, pulling a string of pearls from the bag and draping them around my neck.Gray had never gotten me a gift, no matter how charitable he was feeling. He didn't know the word kind. This gift told me that he had done something while he was away last night, and I figured as much anyway. It was his way of apologizing without apologizing, or gaslighting me in his best efforts."Thank you," I said. I rolled them around between my fingers, and he watched me with such a heavy, intent stare. I swallowed the lump in my throat, forcing what I could of a smile. He carried on now, continuing to dress, changing out his boxers for new ones, and slipping on a pair of tight-fitting joggers. I could smell his dress shirt that lay in a heap on the floor beside me, soaking in perfume, sex, and alcohol.

Anastasia"Just for tonight. Gray asked me to drive back tonight, but it's just too long of a journey." I placed the coffee on the table and let my hands rest in my lap. Suddenly, a wave of nausea hit me out of nowhere. I closed my eyes and instinctively placed a hand on my belly, which seemed to be expanding at an alarming rate. The sensation was unsettling, a stark reminder of everything that had changed."Didn't he send anyone with you?" Hugo inquired, hoping to uncover additional details."Yeah, he's a driver, but he's just crashing at this motel owned by the Winona on the highway." I watched Hugo make himself a cup of coffee, his movements deliberate and methodical. He didn’t add any sweetener or creamer, just drank it black. The bitterness was something I never quite understood. "I don't think it's a good idea to have him in your territory.""Ah," he paused, tidying up the leftovers from what I assumed was dinner. The sight made my stomach growl softly, reminding me I hadn’t eat

Anastasia“So, you’re gonna take our daughter once she’s born?” I asked, my voice trembling. “I won’t let Gray have her. She deserves better than that. I’ve got to give it a shot if I can save her.” Tears welled up in my eyes again. I could barely make out his face through the blur. “I’ve got to keep you alive for her.” I looked at him desperately. “Hey, just take a moment to think about what you’re doing, okay? That’s why you’ve stayed with Diego.” Frederick released my hands, his gaze scanning me with a mixture of frustration and disbelief, as if he suspected I had meticulously plotted this entire scheme. “If she’s born here, this is her rightful territory,” he said, his voice edged with resignation.“Hey Frederick, do me a favor and save her, even if you can’t save me,” I said, my voice shaky. He embraced me, his fingers running gently through my hair. His breathing was erratic, tickling my ear, and it was clear that his thoughts were racing, tangled up in a mess of anxiety. Frede

AnastasiaI felt a rush of breathlessness as I watched him from across the room. He looked like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar—guilty, surprised, his eyes wide and vulnerable. It was almost too adorable; the urge to pull him into my arms was overwhelming. I longed to feel his touch, taste his lips, hear his voice—just to know what he had to say."Uh," I started, my voice catching slightly."Whoa, your fragrance is really strong in here." Frederick’s eyes darted around, and he admitted, "I didn't even realize it had spread all over the house and that you were here. Sorry for barging in and causing any trouble." His tone was restrained, a bit off from the Frederick I knew."Hey," I whispered, my gaze falling to the floor as a wave of melancholy washed over me, tightening around my heart. "No problem, Frederick."He hesitated at the door, his back turned to me. "Hey, can you do me a favor and avoid mentioning my name?" he said, his voice carrying a note of finality. He brus

AnastasiaGray was on my mind, but Frederick was the one occupying my attention. The sheets beneath us were so soft, like we were floating on clouds. And the touch of his skin against mine was so intense, like a blazing fire. The mesmerizing sounds that escaped his lips drew me nearer to the brink, while each motion he made heightened my longing even further. I really wanted him, you know? I wanted him to be strong and love me like there was no tomorrow. I just wanted to enjoy this.His rings felt chilly against my skin, causing goosebumps to appear. I couldn't help but catch my breath as he touched me. Reaching out, I grabbed onto him, trying to hold on as tightly as possible. This was really terrible, like really, really bad, but for some reason, it didn't bother me at all. His hands worked their magic, causing sweat to drip from his body onto mine. Frederick playfully tugged my hair and whispered some mischievous things in my ear that would make even the devil blush.He briefly dis