Page 89 of Twilight Sins

I narrow my eyes. “Give me the phone. Now.”

Luna meets my gaze for one second, two. Then she digs into her back pocket and holds it out to me.

I snatch it away and open it up. There is only one record in the call log and no text messages. I know if I tap the number, Kayla would answer. I believe Luna to that extent.

“You called Kayla ten fucking minutes after I left this morning. I could still taste you on my tongue and you were busy going behind my back to do the one thing I told you not to do.”

Her cheeks flame bright red.

I open up the browser. Luna already has her email pulled up. A message from Kayla fills the screen. It’s a list of links to articles about me and my family. Underneath it, Kayla wrote, Just in case you want to learn more. Be careful.

I flip the screen out to her. “How much does she know?”

Luna is already shaking her head. “Nothing. I haven’t told her—well, I told her that you’re keeping me safe here. That’s it, I swear.”

“It looks like more than that. She knows something if she’s warning you away from me.”

“She did her own research,” she insists. “All of that is available online. I haven’t told her anything.”

The screen goes black and I fold the phone in my hand until my knuckles are white. “I wouldn’t answer enough of your questions, so you went looking somewhere else.”

“No, I didn’t?—”

“That’s why you let me fuck you on top of my desk and all of those folders. So I’d think you were done searching for answers.”

There are tears in her eyes as she shakes her head. “That’s not what I was doing.”

“She is putting you in danger by sending you anything. There’s a reason I haven’t told you this shit, Luna. The less you know, the easier it will be for you to leave.”

Her face goes white. She gapes at me. “I don’t want to leave.”

Those words more than anything else snap my composure.

I throw the phone against the wall. The sheetrock cracks and bits of plastic shrapnel go flying. “Don’t fucking lie to me, Luna. Not anymore. Not ever again.”

“I’m not lying! I don’t want to leave. And I didn’t ask Kayla for any of that information. She sent it on her own. I told her that I trusted you.” She swipes at stray tears as they fall down her cheeks. “I do trust you. Yakov, I… I’m falling in love with you.”

The blood pounding through my ears drains away. For a second, I can think clearly. I see Luna standing in front of me. Her lower lip is pinched between her teeth and her eyes are a beautiful glassy blue, overflowing with tears.

My cock stiffens, straining against my pants.

I shouldn’t trust her.

She loves me.

Luna broke into my office. She stole from me. She lied to me about it.

She fucking loves me.

Even when I told her that talking to anyone outside of the mansion about me and what is happening here could be dangerous for her, she did it anyway. She can’t follow orders.

She blinks, a few more tears rolling down her cheeks. “Yakov, I’m in love with you.”

She might as well be scratching the possessive beast inside of me behind the ears. She says those words and everything inside of me wants to roar that she is mine. Mine.

I bridge the distance between us in two steps. Two more steps and Luna is wedged between my body and the shattered sheetrock.

“Yakov.”