I Am His Luna by Fanny Brook

Chapter 48

I was shocked. Wasn’t this a crucial matter?! 

Enzo suddenly smiled. “My bad. I didn’t answer it properly.” He cleared his throat and continued, “I admit it. That when I first approached, it was because of the mate bond. Your scent can easily soothe me. But… 

“That was simply the reason we met. The fate.” 

Enzo stepped forward, reaching up to cup my cheeks with his big hands. 

“We’ve been through so much together, and each time, it gave me a chance to know you better. I got to know your bravery, your stubbornness, your kindness… All of these have made me fall deep for you, Andrea. I can tell you now, with all my heart… 

“That I love you because you’re you.” 

This was hardly a good place to make such a statement. 

The lighting in the corridor was dim, and because it was connected to the dungeon, the smell of wet cement filled the air. 

this unpleasantness suddenly vanished. Everything was perfect. The dim lights made his brows and eyes look softer. He

hand and placed it on his chest, then lowered his eyes and said, “Are you

as well as the steady, hard beat of

eyes were still damp, and I nodded silently. “I believe you.”

remained. The mate bond was no longer a burden to my heart, instead it now severed as a certification of our genuine love. “So…” Enzo suddenly lowered his head again, the tip of his nose coming closer to mine. Just as I closed my

was trying to break free from the shackles of flesh and blood to jump out of my body and

you, Enzo. From the moment you first stretched out your hand to me and pulled me up from the floor, I had fallen for

and solemnly said, word by word, “I love you

eye, my feet were off the ground as Enzo lifted me into his arms. I let out a startled cry and wrapped my legs

was quick. “I need you to fulfill

mine in a hard kiss. He nibbled my lips, sending a tingling feeling all over me before

boldly across the roof of my mouth, and wet,

of breath, Enzo pulled back a

gaze swept across my face, landing on my swollen lips before trailing

His breathing was rough, and the hot breath felt