I Am His Luna by Fanny Brook

Chapter 5

Enzo raised his brow as he shook off Jesse’s already crippled hand and snorted, “What, are you guys slaves in this house too?”

“What?!” Molly exclaimed.

I could sense that she hadn’t said that out of anger, just shocked and confused, as though she didn’t understand Enzo’s words.

After all, Enzo was a murderous, bloodthirsty devil in the rumor.

Enzo pulled a napkin from the side table and carefully wiped his hand that had touched Jesse’s hand. Then, he sneered, “If you’re not slaves, what are you doing here?”

Jesse raised his chin and said, “This slave provoked us first. We were just-”

“I’m sorry, Alpha Enzo. This was our fault,” Molly said and covered Jesse’s mouth just in time.

She was shaking so badly, as though she was terrified of Enzo.

“Since it’s your fault, apologize.” Enzo’s voice was soft, but it was intimidating.

Molly stiffened.

After a few seconds, she gave me a forced smile, blinked her reddened eyes, and said, “I’m sorry, Andrea. Forgive my rudeness.”

Then, she tugged on the hem of Jesse’s shirt, signaling him to hurry up and apologize.

Jesse was still glaring at me, and there was evident reluctance in his eyes.

But after he looked at Enzo’s cold gaze, he gave in.

“Sorry.”

little

were just humiliating me a few moments ago would now be bowing their heads to me. It was such a surreal feeling, and

my eyes as though he asked for my opinion,

face. But compared to the fake smiles on Molly and Jesse’s face, I could feel that Enzo’s smile reached his

went blank at his smile, and I could only

straightened up and gave the two a icy look. “Get lost,

living room, Enzo turned

His mood changed

maniac approached me and said with a lowered voice, “Why did you run away so quickly just now? Were you afraid I’d

leaning too

and cheeks, and it felt like my heart had jumped

worry. I won’t bite… Even if you do look like a sweet

that I was covered in sweet cream right now and

surprise, covering my head with both

for a moment. Then, a smile spread on his lips, and he said playfully,

I was still nervous as hell and

are you running? Again?” Enzo grabbed me by the collar and

the seductive scent of alcohol coming from him once more

limp, as though I had been thrown into a wine jar

was sure of his identity.

was an

aware that I was just a slave, and I wouldn’t be good enough for Enzo. Plus, I

the skin at the side of my neck. Goosebumps

anymore, you hear me?”

aggressive, even

only stand still and

I must look silly right