All Chapters of Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Dante’s POVI can’t believe I’m under her damn bed. What was supposed to be a simple plan to get in and out without being noticed has turned into a disaster. I meant to leave last night, but exhaustion got the better of me, and I ended up passing out. And now? Now, I’m stuck in this humiliating mess. This is all on me, though—I should’ve stuck to the plan. But I didn’t. And now I’m lying here, cramped, hidden in the shadows like some desperate creep.The plan has completely unraveled. I thought staying hidden would be the smart move. She’ll be more likely to accept me if she doesn’t know who I really am—if she doesn’t know I’m Dante. The moment she figures that out, everything will change. But still, as much as I tell myself it’s for the best, it feels like the plan is slipping further and further from my control.She should have told him to leave. Made up an excuse. Anything. But instead, he’s still here, walking around her apartment like he owns the place. Every second I spend hidin

Dante POVThe moment Luna walks in, my heart nearly stops. Holy shit. My eyes widen, almost popping out of my head as I take in the sight of her. She’s wearing a red bodycon dress that clings to every curve, her entire presence electrifying the room.Sasha smirks, clearly pleased with the reaction. “We did a makeover on her,” she says before leaving us alone.Luna walks over to Justin, looking absolutely stunning, but he barely notices. He’s glued to his phone, his attention elsewhere.I pull out my phone and shoot him a text.Fucking look at her.He glances up for a second, offers her a small, distracted smile, mutters something under his breath, and then goes right back to his phone. Asshole.“The plan?” Callum asks, snapping me out of my thoughts. “You stopped explaining it.”I had stopped, mostly because I wanted Luna to hear it. She needs to understand exactly what we’re dealing with. “Have some of our guys drive around each night,” I continue, “keeping an eye out for anything su

Luna’s POVI refuse to get out of the car, instead sitting there, stewing in my thoughts. That is, until a woman knocks on the window and gives me a friendly smile. I roll down the window, and she looks at me with curiosity.“I’m Sasha,” she says, her tone upbeat. “Why are you sitting in the car, gorgeous?” She holds out her hand.I shake it, a little confused but trying to match her energy. “Luna. I’m waiting for Justin,” I reply, and she nods as if this is something she’s heard a hundred times before.“Ah, men, right?” she says with a laugh. “They say two minutes, and an hour later you’re still waiting.” Her humor catches me off guard, and I can’t help but chuckle.“Believe me, I’m used to waiting for him,” I mutter, and her head tilts as if she’s reading more into my words. “Forget it,” I say quickly, not really wanting to dive into my personal problems.“No, there’s no forgetting it,” she insists gently. “I recognize that look. Come on, how about a coffee?” Her smile is warm and i

Luna’s POVAfter showering, I wrap a towel around my body and step out of the bathroom. He’s there, lying on my bed, casually playing with little Bear. The sight is both oddly sweet and unsettling—it’s as if two sides of him exist at once, the caring side and the one that terrifies me.“Is there a timeframe for when you’re finally going to reveal yourself to me?” I ask, walking over to the small chair at my dressing table.“Maybe,” he replies quietly, and I can’t help but sigh.“Maybe, as in you’re not going to tell me when?” I press, growing frustrated, but he only chuckles.“Exactly, little deer.”I don’t understand the delay. He’s spending so much time with me, invading every corner of my life. Why keep hiding? “Why won’t you show yourself? Are you scared I’ll be turned off by your looks? Do you have a scar or something?” I ask, hoping for an answer that makes sense.He moves from the bed and walks behind me, standing close enough that I can feel his presence. “It’s complicated,” h

Dante POVI drive back to my club, shutting out the noise around me. I don’t have time to talk to anyone. Tonight, everything changes, and I need to be ready. The moment I step into my room, I strip down and get into the shower, letting the hot water scald my skin. I scrub off the sweat, the blood, the tension. My mind’s already on her—Luna.It’s time to stop hiding behind the mask, behind this game. I want her to know it’s me. I want to fuck her without the barrier of who she thinks I am versus who I really am. I’ve played the role of her stalker long enough. Now, she’ll know who’s been in control this whole time.After I finish, I dress quickly, the night already closing in. I head downstairs, scanning the crowd but not stopping for anyone. There’s only one person I need to talk to before the night unfolds. I find Sasha and pull her into the office. Her knowing smirk doesn’t sit well with me, but I don’t care.“I need an update,” I say, shutting the door behind us. “So, you talked t