Semua Bab Divorce didn't make me your ex: Bab 31 - Bab 40

LUNAThe doorbell rang and yanked me out of sleep like an unexpected slap. I mumbled something incomprehensible and sat up in bed, blinking against the light in the room.I fumbled on the nightstand until I found my cell phone and checked the time on the screen: 6:23. I frowned, confused. What tormented soul wakes up this early on a Monday and then comes to wake up normal souls?I stumbled to my feet, still rubbing my sleepy eyes, my pajamas rumpled and my curls spilling everywhere. The doorbell rang again. This impatient person is not willing to wait for my soul to return to my body.— Coming… — I muttered, dragging my feet to the door.I unlocked it and turned the doorknob, still half on autopilot, and came face to face with a blue suit, dark eyes smiling, and a scent too good for this early.— Good morning, neighbor — Ace said, with that wide smile. — I just came to get my good morning kiss for good luck today.My eyes widened.— What?He leaned in a little, as if it were perfectly

LUNAI slowly ran my finger over Ace's hand, tracing invisible patterns on his skin with the tip of my nail. His eyes were still closed, his head buried in my shoulder, breathing so deeply he seemed to be dreaming.The car slowed down and then stopped.— Thank you, Murilo — I whispered, looking straight ahead.The driver nodded with a gentle smile, his eyes quickly shifting to Ace.— I've never seen the boss so peaceful. — he murmured. — Must be because he hasn't been sleeping well for months.— I understand. — My reply was low, almost to myself.Murilo unlocked the driver's door and put one foot out before looking at me.— I'm going to stretch my legs and find something to eat. — And he left before I could thank him out loud.He was making an excuse to give us privacy. And I was grateful for it.I slowly turned my face, watching Ace nestled against me. With my free hand, I raised my index finger and poked his cheek.— Hey… — I muttered, getting no response. I poked him harder. — You

ACE The address seemed strange to me from the beginning. I walked into the place without hiding my irritation. The atmosphere was silent, the tables empty, instrumental music playing in the background. Henrique was already there, sitting at a corner table with a glass of water. I approached without preamble and pulled out the chair in front of him, sitting down with the disposition to nip the problem in the bud. — Let’s get straight to the point — I began, crossing my arms on the table. — I want you to stay away from Luna. Since the hard way didn't work… now I want to try the nice way. — I leaned forward, looking him in the eyes. — So, what is your price? Henrique laughed sarcastically. — You're faster than I thought. — he said, swirling the glass by the stem. — I like that. He looked me up and down, as if calculating an invisible number. — Money, then? — I continued. — I can pay. How much do you want to get out of her way? Henrique rested his elbow on the table and leane

ACEThe sound of heels on the stairs made me look up. And then I saw her.Holy hell.Luna had her hair in an updo, secured with two defined curls loose in front of her eyes. My fingers itched to touch that loose curl, to brush it away with my mouth if possible.But that dress… it looked as if it had been custom-made for her to shine. It was a shimmering white shade that reminded me of nothing but the moon—I guess that was her intention. The fabric molded perfectly to Luna's body, accentuating every curve. And that damned slit on the leg… it shouldn't be legal.She stopped on the last step and smiled."So? How do I look?"I blinked, still processing. My throat went dry."So stunning that it's a waste we're going to that little painter's exhibition."She raised an eyebrow with a small smile that said, Stop with the ridiculous jealousy. But I wasn't jealous, absolutely not."Henrique," she corrected."Him," I said. I took a step forward and lowered my voice. "At least I'll have a good vi

LUNAMy feet were swinging nervously under the table as I waited for him, but the anxiety of the wait was replaced by another kind of anxiety when the door opened.Ace fixed his eyes on me. Intense, focused, full of lust and desire. They left me paralyzed. A helpless prey to his hungry gaze. And I could hardly wait to be devoured.He crossed the room at a calm, steady pace. But to me, it seemed terribly slow. Gradually, he closed the distance between us until he stood right in front of my chair, smiling at me. He had stopped by his apartment and returned wearing something more comfortable, just like me.In an instant, he swept me up, pulling me tight against his chest. I was surprised by the ease with which he managed to do it. He didn't even pause, turning immediately and heading towards the stairs.I don't know what it was, perhaps the shock of what he had just done or the realization of what was about to happen, but my mind was numb. I had no more thoughts. Only feelings and sensat