Semua Bab Claimed by My Fiance’s Savage Alpha Uncle: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Lana’s POV The evening sky bled into soft shades of orange and mauve as I sat cross-legged on my bed, the vanity light illuminating my room in a faint glow. I had clothes scattered around me, half rejected, half undecided, as I tried to prepare for Issac’s birthday party. My hair was in loose waves, and I was still debating whether to go for a deep red lip or something neutral when my friend, Bella barged in without knocking.Her golden-blond hair was tied into a messy bun, a glittery clutch dangling from her wrist as she stomped in dramatically, holding up a small hand mirror to her face.“Oh, for Moon’s sake!” she groaned loudly, tilting her head side to side. “Tell me you can’t see it.”I raised an eyebrow, watching her lean so close to the mirror I thought she might fall in. “See what?”She gasped and pointed accusingly at her cheek. “This monster! Look at it! It’s ruining me!”I squinted and tilted my head. “Bella… that’s literally the tiniest pimple I’ve ever seen.”“That’s not

Lana’s POV The space between us shrank, charged with something I couldn’t name. Damon leaned in, his breath warm against my cheek, his nose brushing mine so faintly it stole the air from my lungs.For a suspended heartbeat, I thought he would kiss me. His gaze dipped, lingering on my lips, before sliding lower, down the curve of my neck, trailing the outline of my collarbone, past the daring cut of my dress until it stopped at my exposed thighs. The weight of his eyes scorched through the thin fabric, searing my skin until my breath came unevenly.Then, slowly, his eyes lifted back to mine. There was danger there, but not the kind that screamed warnings. This was silent… deliberate… him.His lips curved into the faintest, most sinful smile. “I’ve changed,” he murmured, voice deep and gravelly, as though the words came from somewhere raw. “Get to know me again, Lana.”My chest tightened. His warmth, his scent, his nearness, they all pulled at me, yet my instincts screamed for distance

Lana’s POV Her eyes widened, her bravado slipping.And I allowed the question to hang in the air, like a dagger poised to drop.My words had struck the very nerve I wanted them to, and I caught the flicker in her eyes before she could mask it. Adelle’s smile stiffened, a frozen curve that no longer reached her eyes.“What do you mean?” she demanded, voice tighter than usual.I tilted my head slightly, letting my hair slide over my shoulder as though I were amused. “I didn’t mean anything,” I said lightly, already turning to leave.Her hand shot out, curling around my arm. “Don’t walk away from me, Lana.” Her voice had dropped low, sharp. “If you know something, then spill it. Tell me now. Who was Damon’s first love?”I stared at her hand on me, and with deliberate calm, I peeled her fingers away. My palm brushed the spot as if she had dirtied me, and I dusted my sleeve with a faint smile. “That’s for him to say, not me.”I walked away without another glance.Her footsteps clattered a

Lana's POV My heart lurched. I swallowed, my pulse hammering against my throat, but his words left no room for protest.And still, I didn’t look away.“Where are we going to your house?” I asked finally, breaking the spell before it drowned me. “The Cross Estate, right?”He frowned immediately, his jaw tightening. “That’s my family’s house, not mine. Don’t act dumb.”He turned the key, and the car surged forward, headlights slicing through the night.I pressed my lips together, then let out a bitter laugh. “No. Take me to a bar instead.”“No,” he said flatly, his eyes fixed on the road.My pulse spiked. “I’m not asking,” I bit out. “Either you take me, or I jump out of this car.” My hand gripped the door handle for emphasis.The corner of his mouth twitched, that maddening smile creeping back in. “You’d really risk your neck just to drink cheap whiskey?”“Try me,” I shot back.To my surprise, he relented. “Fine,” he said smoothly. “But don’t blame me when you regret it.”The bar he c

Lana's POV Her words dropped like stones into my gut. My breath stilled.The line crackled, Bella waiting. My fingers tightened around the phone until my knuckles ached.The bastard hadn’t just humiliated me, his public rejection was already tearing apart everything I’d been building.Bella’s voice on the other end of the line was shaky, though she tried to sound composed.“Lana… there’s more. Rumors are bustling all over about you and Liam. People are twisting the story, saying you must’ve done something for Liam to reject you so publicly. And the CEO, Mr. Gerald,” she sighed audibly, “he isn’t lifting a finger to help. It’s almost like he’s enjoying the show.”I closed my eyes, my chest tightening. “I’m not surprised,” I muttered, more to myself than to her.Because truly, I wasn’t. Mr. Gerald was no savior. He had taken over Tide Holdings when tragedy struck my pack, swooping in like a vulture pretending to be a developer. While everyone believed he had rescued us, I knew better.