The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 270

Terry slowly trailed his hand up the length of my thigh. He stopped at the meatiest point, just beneath my hip and squeezed.

I wanted to bolt from the table. I wanted to elbow him in the ribs or kick at his shins.

All I could actually do was sit very still and try not to draw attention from the cameras or the guests, while simultaneously trying to only get Julian to notice.

However, every time Julian glanced at me, his attention was immediately claimed again by Joyce sitting beside me. It was strange to hear him talk so much, especially when the topics. seemed to be entirely superfluous.

“Did you watch that television show the other night?” Joyce asked.

“I don’t watch a lot of TV,” Julian replied.

“It was such a good episode.”

Julian nodded, and glanced back at me.

I widened my eyes.

“Did you hear what happened to Aunt Ruby?” Joyce said.

Julian’s eyes went to Joyce again. “No, what?”

“She bought another dog.”

Julian huffed a laugh. “Don’t word it like that, then, Joyce. You made it sound like it was something serious.”

new dog is a serious commitment,” Joyce

“Yeah, but…”

for a long moment. When he did, it was only for a second, before returning his gaze to Joyce,

my thigh, back and

moved his hand right along with me,

undoubtedly wrinkling my dress. Though my dress was the

to die for.” He speared a piece of the meat and held his

his fork felt overly intimate. It had even garnered the attention of several nearby candidates and the cameras. The candidates gave me pitying looks. The cameramen moved

his advances. If I rejected, it would be like a slap in the face. I might as well show myself out now for how much standing I would lose, being rude to the

disgust swirled

and accepted the bite

good girl,” Terry said, and I wanted to spit the food

a glass

eyes shot opened.

water glass so tightly it shattered. Blood dripped down

the display and made no attempts to hide it. “You should go clean yourself up before you

after casting a glance at Julian, who nodded in return, Nicholas excused himself from

away the glass shards and replaced the broken cup with a

at me. He leaned in and whispered, “Now that we’re

a hand on my

tried pushing him away by his wrist, but that only made him grab me tighter. His

cornered animal with nowhere to go. No one was

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