The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 0219

“I’ve told the guards everything I know,” Lilliana said. “They’ll be watching you. Joseph himself just assured me of it.”

I shook my head. I had no idea what she was up to this time, but I was tired of the schemes and lies. How many manipulative games would I have to endure during this competition? Every day, it felt like a new threat was emerging, oftentimes trivial, and I grew tired of dealing with it.

Especially when more pressing, life–threatening issues were just around the corner.

I had no patience for whatever new game Lilliana had concocted. Plus, when I looked at her, my anger spiked. I recognized the shade of lipstick she wore as the same that had marked Nicholas’s lips.

Nicholas had said it hadn’t meant anything. I wondered if the same was true for Lilliana…

“I don’t know what you are talking about,” I said.

“You can play dumb all you want,” Lilliana said. “We’ll let Joseph sort out all the truth. But no one is

buying your bullshit anymore, Piper.”

I blinked, surprised by her break of character. Since when did Lilliana swear?

As I watched her, open mouthed, she swiveled on her heel and stormed away. She pushed straight past

Susie, who had just started to emerge into the hallway.

“What was that about?” Susie asked me.

I didn’t exactly know how to answer, because truthfully I had no idea. “Same old drama,” I said, because

that at least, seemed to be the nature of it.

Yet even so, I felt a chill run up my spine. I felt like someone was watching me.

I glanced behind me quickly, but no one was there.

After last night, I had felt more on edge than ever before.

Was this feeling just my imagination?

That afternoon I met Nicholas in the gym for more self–defense exercises. We utilized the mats this

time, and took turns throwing each other down to the ground. I was thrown much more than I threw, but I felt like I was starting to get the hang of it a little at least.

Joseph, as a traditionalist, already hated my presence

realm of possibility to think they might conspire some type of false charge

it actually worked this time, and I was asked

be grappling, but in that moment, Nicholas easily

mat.

back hit the cushioned ground and a puff of

over me, looking down, Nicholas crossed

lot on my mind,” I

in

“Sorry,” I mumbled.

down and offered me his hand. When

helped me to

wolf, you will never have a

realized my bra had gotten a bit twisted.

adjust.

to be constantly looking…

up at him. He was staring

to readjust

But

u–neck tank–top, pushing up my breasts placed much of my cleavage on more obvious display: the upper swells of my breasts, the deep valley between them. He might have even seen a slip of

where it escaped above

openly gaping, with his mouth ajar

Opportunities, he said.

this was a

pushed my breasts higher still, causing not one, but two nipples to pop free over the top of my bra and the

snapped shut. He swallowed

moved at once, grabbing him as he had shown me, and throwing him down hard onto the mat. Unfortunately, the force of it also sent me off balance and I fell directly on top of him. I straddled his waist, my thighs on either side of his hips. My hands hit the mat on either side

from the tie, and created a screen to hide our faces from the rest

he couldn’t believe what he was doing on the ground all

sight of my nipples addled his

pressing up against my core. This

me too. My panties felt damp,

a few times and slowly recovered.

I wanted to grind

I returned to my senses too. This wasn’t the time or the place

away from him and

a solid distraction,” I said, parroting

to me. Thinking of the training helped cool some of the