Claimed By The Dangerous Alpha King: Betrayed Luna Novel by Gorgeous Aliyah

I tossed and turned in my bed, unable to think straight. My mind was racing with thoughts and emotions, and I couldn’t seem to calm down. I had been lying there for what seemed like hours, trying to fall asleep, but my brain just wouldn’t shut off. I was worried about Aston, and I couldn’t stop thinking about our strange relationship. I had never intended to fall for him, but somehow, I had. And now, I was stuck in this limbo, unsure of how to move forward.

Just as I was starting to feel like I was going to go crazy, Aston came walking into my room, not bothering to knock. He was staring at me weirdly, and it was making me a little hot. I felt my face flush as he approached me.

“What are you doing here. Aston!” I asked, trying to sound annoyed. But my voice came out softer than I intended, and I could tell that Aston noticed.

I was getting ready for a relaxing day at home, lounging around in my favourite sweatpants and a comfy t-shirt. I had no plans to go anywhere or do anything exciting, and I was looking forward to just vegging out and enjoying some me-time.

But then, without warning. Aston appeared in my room, a sly grin spreading across his face. “Hey, Kira, I have a surprise for you.” she said like I had ever liked any of his surprises before.

“We’re going to the beach and you’re going to wear one of your lingerie beneath whatever dress you choose.” He said and 1 realized it was more of a order than a surprise.

“Aston, I don’t want to wear that. I protested, trying to sound firm but feeling a twinge of unease. I knew that Aston could be persuasive, and I didn’t want to get into an argument with him.

I shook my head, feeling a surge of annoyance. “No, Aston, I’m not interested,” I said, trying to sound firm. “I don’t want to go anywhere with you or wear that lingerie. I just want to relax at home and enjoy my day.”

But Aston’s expression made it clear that my opinions didn’t matter. He was used to getting what he wanted, and he wasn’t taking no for an answer,

“Kira, don’t be silly,” he said, his voice dripping with condescension. “You’ll look beautiful in this. And I promise, it’ll be worth your while. You don’t want to disappoint me, do you? Remember you’re just a maid.”

I felt a shiver run down my spine as he approached me, his eyes gleaming with a possessive intensity. I knew that look, and I knew that I was in trouble.

“Aston, stop it,” I said, trying to sound firm but feeling my voice tremble. “I mean it. I don’t want to wear that, and I don’t want to go anywhere with you. Just leave me alone and let me enjoy my day in peace.”

But Aston just laughed, his eyes glinting with amusement. “Oh, Kira, you’re so cute when you’re stubborn,” he said, reaching out to stroke my hair. “But I’m not asking you, I’m telling you. Be downstairs in ten minutes, wearing that lingerie and a

smile. Or else.”

I felt a surge of anger and fear as I realized that I was trapped. Aston was not going to take no for an answer, and I was at his mercy. I knew that I had to do what he said, or face the consequences

“Fine, I spat, trying to sound defiant but feeling my heart sink. “I’ll wear it. But I’m only doing this because I have to, not

because I want to.”

Aston’s sinile grew wider, and he leaned in to kiss me. “That’s my good girl,” he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. “I knew you’d see things my way. Now, let’s get ready and go out.”

As he left the room, I let out a long breath. The man knew how to suck up all the air in the room just by walking in air was not the only thing he controlled The space between my thighs too.

As we lay on the mat, soaking up the sun’s warm rays, Aston suddenly reached for the sunscreen and began applying it to my skin. I felt a surge of surprise, wanting to tell him to stop, but my words caught in my throat. His hands moved with a gentle, tender touch, spreading the cool lotion across my skin, and I couldn’t help

dn’t help but relax into his care.

As his fingers traced the curves of my body. I felt a flutter in my chest, and my skin tingled with pleasure. The sensation was unexpectedly intimate, and I found myself melting into his touch. My thighs felt warm, and I couldn’t deny the spark of attraction that flared to life within me. I suddenly wanted him to do more than apply sunscreen.

I lay there, frozen in a mix of delight and embarrassment, as Aston continued to apply the sunscreen with a knowing smile. His eyes crinkled at the corners, and I sensed he was aware of the effect he was having on me. But I couldn’t bring myself to stop him, too caught up in the sensation of his hands on my skin.

The world around us melted away, leaving only the two of us, lost in this moment of connection. I felt vulnerable yet safe, exposed yet protected, and it was a heady, thrilling sensation. As he finished applying the sunscreen and lay back beside me. our hands touched, and I felt a jolt of electricity run through me

As the sun began to set, casting a warm orange glow over the room, Aston informed me that we would be attending a party that evening. His tone was firm and commanding, leaving no room for argument or dissent.

“You need to be my plus one,” he said, his eyes fixed on me with an intensity that was not even necessary. “Dress nice, we leave at dark”

I felt a surge of reluctance wash over me, my mind racing with excuses and reasons why I couldn’t possibly go. But I knew I didn’t have much of a choice, I was trapped in this situation, and I had to do as he said.

With a sigh. I headed to my room to get ready, feeling like a puppet on strings. I selected a dress from my closet, one that I knew Aston would approve of, and began to get ready. I did my hair and makeup, feeling like I was putting on a mask to hide my true feelings

As I got ready, I couldn’t help but think about how much I didn’t want to be there. I didn’t want to be Aston’s plus one, 1 didn’t want to go to a party with him, and I didn’t want to pretend to be something I wasn’t. But I knew I had to keep up the act, at least for now. I was going to be free soon.

As I stared at my bare collarbone in the mirror, I couldn’t help but think back to the time we spent in the beach. Just thinking about it made me feel so f**g h**y. The man knew how to use his hands and I could lie to myself al day that I didn’t like him but it was as clear as day that my body yearned for him.

When I came out of my room, Aston looked me up and down, his eyes approving. “You look beautiful,” he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction. “Let’s go.”

I followed him to the car, feeling like a prisoner being led to her doom. We drove to the party in silence, the only sound. being the music playing on the radio. I stared out the window, watching the world go by, feeling like I was trapped in a nightmare.

When we arrived at the party, Aston took my hand and led me into the crowded room. I felt like a trophy being shown off. and I hated every minute of it. I smiled and laughed and pretended to be having a good time, but inside, I was dying. Dying for him to rip my clothes off.

I was counting down the minutes until we could leave, until I could be free of him once again, I needed to be out of his space to think clearly. But for now, I was stuck in this never-ending cycle of pretend

As I stepped into the crowded room, the music and laughter enveloping me, I couldierhelp but feel a sense of unease. Aston’s grip on my hand tightened, pulling me closer to him, and I felt like a prisoner on display.

That’s when I saw him – Dax, my ex. He was standing across the room, his eyes locked on mine, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. My heart skipped a beat as our gazes inet, and I felt a rush of emotions,