Luna
My cheeks flush at the intensity as heat rushes to my body rapidly. He stares at me so affectionately that I almost misunderstand that he is being real.
Almost.
I know we are tied together for the rest of our life but I don't understand why he is so lovely towards me.
I don't want to trust him for anything in that matter. In fact, I don't trust anyone, yet, somehow, I trust him that he will not harm me. I, somehow, trust him that I will be safe with him. I have this strange intuition that his obsession with me goes to great heights. His obsession is not something that would disappear after a little duration.
His lips part as he begins to speak again,
"And I highly anticipate the wedding night which is yet to come," he smirks as he comes close to my ear, his breath brushing the
