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The Rise Of The Ugly Luna novel Chapter 156

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LYRIC

He was onto me before the scream could fully form, his hand pressing heavily on my mouth.

I fought with all I hadmy legs, my entire body. I thrashed against him, still trying to scream and wriggle out of his hold.

But he was too strong. He wouldn’t let me.

I’m not here to hurt you, but if you keep struggling, you’ll make me do it.

I stopped, majorly because my body was already growing tired from struggling with him.

I’ll take my hand off now. But you can’t scream, Lyric. You wouldn’t want to know what would happen if you do.

I swallowed tersely around the lump that had long formed in my throat. How the hell did he get into Darkspire and into this diner?

Slowly, he pulled his hand away, but I was too scared to attempt streaming again.

My body quivered as I shrank backward, wanting to get away from him. Expect the sink was right behind me, and he was just in front of me. There was nowhere for me to go.

Please, let me go.The sight of him was already bringing back memories I’d been trying so hard to bury.

Seeing that I was complying, he looked more relaxed. He crossed his arms as he leaned against the wall behind him.

Wow,his eyes went from my head to toe. You look stunning.

My eyes darted to the door. I wished someone would show up.

You’ve been on my mind, Lyric.He lifted his hand to my hair. I thought he was about to hit me, so I flinched. But he only wrapped some strands of hair around his finger.

For two weeks. I’ve not been able to stop thinking about you, and it’s been crazy. You know,he lowered his hand from my hair, crisscrossing them again. When I abducted you, I only wanted to hurt you. So, tell me why I’ve been unable to stop thinking about you.

I was too scared to even understand what he was saying. I could hear him talking, but his words were barely registering, my mind too focused on getting the hell out of here.

He brought his hand to my lips, and this time, I pushed it off without thinking.

Stop touching me!My rib cage was a rollercoaster, climbing high and plunging deep.

He brought his hand again, so calmly like I hadn’t just slapped it away. I tried to do the same thing, but his other hand grabbed mine, a silent warning passing through his eyes, telling me not to oppose him any further.

When he was sure I wouldn’t fight him anymore, he released my hand. Red looks good on you.He pressed my bottom lip between his thumb and index finger. Did Jaris ask you to wear it for him?

I looked at him, perplexed. How did he know?

He smiled when he noticed my confusion. So, he did ask you.

He ran his thumb across the seam of my lips. Red lips are his favorite. He fell in love with them when Etta, his first girlfriend always wore it on. It was her favorite.

My brows knitted in confusion, struggling with the dread in my stomach.

When she died, he had his next girlfriends always put on red.

Etta was dead? SoJaris loved red lips because it reminded him of a dead girl?

Caden dropped his hand from my lips. Did I mention he was actually the one that killed her?

What?!

The monster laughed at my shock. Looks like you’ve been in the dark about a lot of things, Lyric.

No. He was trying to mess with my head, and I’d be a fool to let him.

You’re not safe with someone like Jaris, you know? Especially not now, after my little gift to him tonight.

My confusion only got worse. WhWhat’re you talking about?

He smirked. Don’t worry, you’ll see.

Successfully unlocked!

My eyes darted to the door again. Please, let me yo.

His hand came to my hair again, caressing my edges. Do you have an answer yet? As to why I keep thinking about you? Every night before I go to sleep, every morning when I wake up. And even when I’m supposed to be working during the day. Your face comes into view, distracting me.

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I pushed his hand away despite how scared I was

Stop touching me I don’t want you here Please, let me go? I whimpered, my panic level rising

I was so scared that the next minute, his claws might be descending on me I couldn’t afford to go through the same pain he put me through three weeks ago. I hated him and would do anything to watch him suffer. But for now, I wanted to be

Dway

Lynche called my name softly, his hand coming to my jaw. Why wouldn’t he just stop touching me for crying out loud?!

Such beauty

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