Claimed By The Dangerous Alpha King: Betrayed Luna Novel by Gorgeous Aliyah

I stormed into my apartment, still fuming from my encounter with Kira. I couldn’t believe she had the nerve to act like she didn’t care about me, like I was just a pawn in her game. If anyone was supposed to act like they didn’t care, it was me and not her. I felt like pulling her close and ripping her apart before piecing her back together so I could continue making her through so much shit.

She was working really hard on ignoring me and she was excelling at it too. How could she be so freaking calm!!!

I was so mad! It was hard to wrap my head around. I was still fumming and I was feeling the intense urge to break something. but I was not going to let her have that much effect on me. It was already enough that her ignorance that was supposed to make me happy of one less problem was making me sad and frustrated.

I hated it! I hated it so much. I hated how much effect she had on me. This was really not the plan at all and I needed to get back on track before it was too late for me.

I didn’t plan on sleeping with the girl I brought back. I just wanted to make Kira jealous. I wanted to show her that I could move on, that I didn’t need her but look how that back fired? Kira didn’t give two shits,

I thought she was faking it back at the restaurant when she kept calling all the girls that I was pointing at her ugly. I thought she just didn’t want me to go out with any of them and was doing her best keep me by her side but I was the most delusional person in the world to have thought that she gave two f***ks who I slept with or who I brought home.

She chatted with the girl on the way home in the car as if the both of them were lifelong friend that had not seen each other in a long time and did not even glance twice as we got back to the house. The b***h rushed up the stairs without wasting any time, it was like she was even giving us the space we needed to do whatever it is that we needed to do and I could not be more annoyed by her effrontery.

How could she be so good at putting a frown on my face with her words and her actions, there was nothing she did better. I wondered if the nights we shared together, the things we did on those two nights, I wondered if they did not bother her as much as it bothered me for me to have brought her all the way here.

Did she really move on to my brother and was just eagerly waiting for us to return home so she could return to him. Just the thought of it made me want to smash a bottle on her head.

I looked up from the ground, noticing that I wasn’t the only one in the room. I had completely forgotten about the girl that I brought home because my head was too occupied with thoughts of the heartless woman that intended to make jealous.

But as I poured myself a drink, the girl spoke up

“Hey, did you have a fight with your girlfriend?” she asked, her voice laced with amusement. “Trying to make her jealous by bringing me back?” her voice was sweet, I noticed that i wasn’t really paying attention to her the entire ride even though she voice was the loudest during the car ride.

I felt my face heat up as 1 denied it “No, what are you talking about?” I tried to sound nonchalant, but I could tell she didn’t believe me. Even I could not believe myself. Why was I denying it so vehemently when I could have just chosen not to answer? It was not like I was indebted to her or anything-

She laughed, a throaty sound that made me feel even more defensive. “Oh, come on-If you were trying to make her jealous, you just made things worse. Now she’s going to think you slept with me.” I wonder who she thought she was that she thought she could just waltz in here and give me advice that I didn’t ask for.

Everyone acted like they’re some sort of unpaid therapist walking about the street and waiting for someone to advise so they could feel better about their own problems.

The way she was even starting at m right in the eyes told me how gutsy She was.

“You should not have gone that far if you just wanted to make her jealous. She added and I hated how she kept hitting the nail on the head, it made me want to hit her on the head with a nail. It was like she could see through me and everything

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that I said or did. It made me start to wonder if I was the one that was being too obvious about everything. Maybe I should probably tune it down a little bit and get my life back on track but if I knew how to do that, then I would not be in this situation in the first place.

I rolled my eyes, trying to appear unconcerned. “Stop saying nonsense. Are you still interested in…you know?” I gestured vaguely, not wanting to say it out loud. IExclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

of us were adults and I had had sex like’t know why I said it like that. It was not like sex was a forbidden word, the both

a million times, so why did saying the word feel so weird this time?

Something was really wrong with me. I was battling with myself inside my head when I heard a loud sigh.

She raised an eyebrow, her expression sceptical. “You don’t even look like you want to sleep with me.” She was right. I didn’t. But I wasn’t about to admit it.

I sighed, feeling called out. “Just see yourself out, okay?” I tried to sound firm, but I could tell she wasn’t going to listen. She had that defiant look in her eyes that made me want to just kick her a**and haul her out of the place so I could get some peace and quiet and think about my freaking life.

Instead of leaving like I hoped she would, she shook her head. “I can’t leave, it’s midnight. She said like that was supposed to matter in the grand scheme of things.

She flopped onto the couch, making herself at home. “I’ll just crash here. I had a fight with my boyfriend and only came with you to make him jealous.”

I laughed, surprised by her honesty and feeling a little more comfortable to know that we’re in similar situations. It made her feel a lot more relatable.

“I guess we’re more alike than I thought.” I sat down beside her, feeling a strange sense of camaraderie with this stranger that I wanted to kick out only seconds ago..

She grinned, her eyes sparkling. “Yeah, I guess so. We sat there in silence for a moment, both of us lost in our own thoughts. Then, she spoke up again. “Hey, do you have a Jacuzzi?” Her eyes lit up with excitement, and I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Yeah, I do.” I nodded, feeling a sense of indulgence, “You want to use it?”

She begged, her eyes pleading. “Please? I’ve always wanted to try one out.” She was like a child begging to taste a different flavour of ice cream. I had no reason to deny her entry so I agreed, showing her where it was. As she thanked me and headed. upstairs, I couldn’t help but feel annoyed at Kira for messing with my head like this. I resumed drinking, lost in my thoughts

“Who the hell was this Kira girl, and why did I feel so drawn to her? And what was I going to do about Kira?” I kept asking myself silly questions that I already knew the answer to because no one was going to have an answer to the rest of the questions in my head. Like what could I do to get rid of my feelings for her seeing as sleeping with her only made it worse. Only made me crave for her even more

She had sex with me and it felt like it was the first time was having sex.

As I sat there, I realized that I wasn’t even sure I didn’t know what I wanted, or what I was doing. All knew was that I was tired of being played, tired of being used. She didn’t even realize it but she was using my head like a ping pong ball and doing to it whatever the hell she chooses.