Lahat ng Kabanata ng You rejected your Luna: One Chance is all you Get. : Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

Richard’s POVI sat idly, looking at nothing. It seemed almost like the study's walls wished to choke me because they were located so close to one another. I didn't want to express how heavily my thoughts had impacted me. I had been far from serene ever since my daughter returned.One would think having her close again would ease my worries, but it only worsened them. Behind the four walls of Mattias’s territory, now taken over and claimed as Selena’s, I knew she wasn’t safe. She might think she was, she might even act as though she had everything under control, but I knew better. This place wasn’t the haven it seemed to be. My daughter was trapped in what had turned into a cage. I thought about the potential, the threats that might be present, and the ways that things could get out of hand every day. I touched my temple, experiencing the dreary throb that had been with me for several days. My thoughts wouldn't stop. I was powerless to stop my previous worries and thoughts from res

Anna’s POV The journey back to my former adoptive home wasn't as lengthy as it seemed when I was more youthful but there was an extra burden on each step that made it seem infinitely long. Though no one around was trying to harm me, I repeatedly rested my hands on my stomach with a subconscious effort to shield the tiny life inside of me. But the gesture was consoling.At the leading edge of the path, I stopped to look at the house that had previously served as both my refuge and my cell. The worn off paint on the walls along with the roofline were still unchanged.The front garden appeared somewhat neglected, with weeds growing between the flowers like unwanted visitors and the flowers appearing to have grown wild without care.But it wasn’t just the sight of the house that locked me in place. It was the memory that came rushing back without warning—the sharp look on Vivian’s face the day Gunner rejected me.Almost as if she had used his rejection as an opportunity to push me away,

Yvonne POVThe light filtering into the room illuminated it, hitting the right angle to admire how it reflected off surfaces. It didn't warm the room in particular, but it was still somewhat pleasant. I stood, holding a tray with a drink I had ordered earlier. It wasn't something I was particularly thrilled about. I even had to rethink before picking up the tray. It wasn’t really my place to serve anyone in this house. Normally, I'd have asked a servant in the house to handle it since I wasn't one of them. But what Selena had told me left me unable to question it.“You are to bring it to me yourself.”She was specific and clear with her nonsense tone. So I did as I was told, lowering my pride to serve like a maid. I tried balancing it as I walked—since it wasn't a norm for me. Selena was by the windows edge, even with her relaxed posture, she looked well capable of issuing commands that would make someone stand at attention. When she looked at me, I felt uneasy. I stilled mysel

Matteo POVAfter two rings, the person on the other end picked up the call, even then, he or she remained silent longer than I expected. I almost thought of dropping the phone till a familiar commanding voice came at me.“Matteo,” he said.“It’s been a while.” I said, leaning against the wall.“Too long,” he replied. “You wouldn’t call me unless it was important. What is it this time?” “It’s about Anna,” I said, going straight to the point. My fingers tapping impatiently on the arm rest or the chair due to the fact that I wasn't in the mood to call if not necessary. There was a pause, and I could hear him exhale slowly. “The girl you mentioned before?”“Yes. The same one.” My voice dropped lower. “I want her gone, and I want it to happen fast.”He chuckled faintly, the sound dry and humorless. “You haven’t changed. Always rushing things. What exactly do you want me to do?”“The auction,” I said. “It’s set for tomorrow night. I want her there. I don’t care who takes her, as long as s

Matteo’s POVI didn't expect to wake up to the faint ray of sunlight finding its way through my curtains, but I did. I pondered how I had slept, covered with my warm blanket. But I thought of Anna and shit on the bed. The thought that she was somewhere in my house sent a jolt of alarm through me. I cursed beneath my breath and forced my movements to be faster. "Another day for headache without pills." I said, bitterly.At the bed's edge, I popped my joints and noticed how quiet the house is. But I didn't take comfort in it, worrying for Anna was something that was on edge because she had no idea what to expect each day. I went towards the kitchen, and met my sister there. She prepared breakfast with practiced efficiency that made me just stand there and watch her like it was the scene of the century. Or was a quiet show of how home was supposed to be even though ours had lost its touch a long time ago."You can be faster." I said and she fidgeted, turning to roast me with her star