Chapter 148
Amica
Oh, finally, this day has come.
Dane does not deserve his head. The moment Darth says it, satisfaction spreads across my face in the form of a smirk.
Dane drops to his knees, bowing so low his forehead nearly touches the ground. ” Please, Scar,” he pleads, his voice shaking. ” I didn’t just hit her out of nowhere! She came for me! Look at my head–she threw a damn stone at me! And she yanked my balls so hard I thought they had detached from my body!”
Darth raises a brow, unimpressed.
“Please, Darth, I’m sorry!” Dane’s voice cracks, his hands trembling as he clasps them together in desperation. ” I had no idea you planned to make her your Luna. Do whatever you will to me, but please don’t kill me. Have mercy!”
Darth turns to me, curiosity dancing in his dark eyes. “Is it true?” he asks.
*You yanked his balls and hit him with a stone?”
There’s something amused in his tone, like he’s holding back a laugh.
I say nothing.
A beat of silence.
Darth bursts into laughter. ” Oh… wow… please don’t fucking kill me! ” he mocks between chuckles, coughing slightly as he struggles to contain himself.
I fight it, but the sight of him laughing–so uncontrollably–nearly breaks my composure.
I press my lips together, but I feel it creeping up,
But even as I hold it back, one thought lingers:
I wish I did more than just yank his stupid balls and break his head.
“Oh! Well, you deserved it, Dane. You’re an actual idiot,”
Darth scoffs, shaking his head. “Look, that doesn’t give you the right to lay hands on my Luna–to–be.
“What?”
The word barely leaves my lips, a whisper too low for anyone to hear.
My heart stutters for a moment. What the hell is he talking about?
I thought he was with Mary now.
She is pregnant.
Isn’t she?
Darth exhales, running a hand through his hair, like he’s debating his own words. “Well, I called you here for a reason, Amica… ” His said
“I know that we were supposed to be bonded in a few days, but… one thing led to another, and… well, you know the story.” His eyes flicker to mine, as if waiting for some kind of acknowledgment.” But I want you to know that that hasn’t changed. Even though… there are new developments, we are still going to be bonded.⚫
He sighs after saying it, like he’s trying to convince himself as much as he’s trying to convince me.
I don’t respond.
Because what the hell am I supposed to say to that?
And then he drops the bomb.
Mary happens to be pregnant with my child, Amica…” His voice is light, cautious–like he expects me to care.” Don’t be mad… I didn’t plan this.” H actually says that.
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Like I’m some lover who gives a shit about what he does.
I stare at him, a slow, simmering rage bubbling beneath my skin.
I don’t know whether to laugh in his face…
Or kill him where he stands.
“I was just having fun with her and I didn’t expect that it would become such a big deal…but she is pregnant now and I can’t deny her” as he spoke like a fool, my eyes darted from him to Dane!
Earlier he was telling me about how sweet it was for him fucking Mary.
At this point it seems like Mary has fucked all the men in blavkwater.
I wonder what man is left unturned by the mighty Mary!
No one is free from the tentacles she whips. I hate her to my guts and I will make it my mission to see her fall.
Now all these got me wondering if truly that child belongs to Darth. When did he even get here to impregnate her? Its just a month!
Does it mean she fucked him the same night he got here?
Who knows, the so called baby might belong to to one of the guards or some other unnamed sexual partner she has somewhere around the world, or… Dana!
I look up at Dane with a knowing smile once I hear him talk about Marys pregnancy.
Darth’s eyes go still, shock flashing across his face as he registers my words. I don’t look away–I want him to see me, to really see me.
Could the baby truly be his?
Does it even matter?
A reckless impulse grips me, and I decide to do something truly ridiculous.
I step forward, slow and deliberate, until I’m standing right in front of him. Then, with a sickeningly sweet smile, I place my hand lightly on his.
‘Congratulations,” I murmur, my voice just loud enough for him to hear.
Then, without another word, I turn and walk away.
Behind me, Darth sputters in confusion. “What–what just happened?!” His voice is filled with genuine cluelessness.
“What did you tell him, Amica?” His tone sharpens, turning demanding.
! glance over my shoulder, keeping my smile firmly in place. ” I only told him that I have forgiven him.”
A lie. A beautifully crafted, venom–laced lie.
Darth eyes me suspiciously, but I continue, my voice soft and unbearably kind. “I know that he hurt me, Darth, but I am willing to let go and forgive him. It doesn’t matter how many times he hit me or tried to hurt me–it just shows that he is hurting more.”
I shift my gaze to Dane, whose face is twisted with confusion and suspicion.” I forgive you, Dane, “I say again, my voice syrupy sweet.
*Please do not behead him – I pause, just briefly. ” Yet, I mean.”
Darth raises a brow at that, but before he can say anything, I smile wider.
There will be plenty of reasons to behead Dane later. But for now?
I plan to enjoy taunting him, blackmailing him.
Darth watches me for a long moment, then chuckles darkly. “Wow, look at that. The Luna of Lunas… so forgiving, so generous, SO… HOT!” His grin widens. “That is why she is to be my mate–as soon as all is settled.”
I keep my expression calm, my smile polite.
But inside?
I am screaming. Never!
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Darth’s voice is smooth, confident–so sure of himself, so utterly detached from the storm brewing inside me. “I know you’ll extend the same kindness to Mary. She’s in a delicate state now, carrying my child, so I want you both to be on good terms.”
Who the hell does this guy think he is?
Bond with him! With this delusional fool? Over my dead body.
I stare at him, my expression unreadable, even as my mind seethes. I hope his wounds never heal. I hope every breath he takes is filled with suffering. I hope–no. I know I do not wish him well. And Mary?
I wish her worse.
Darth. Mary. Dane.
I wish to see all three of them choke on their own calamity.
Darth leans back in his chair, his arrogance suffocating.” Dane, you should be thanking my Luna–to–be right now. She just saved your life because, left to me, your head would already be rolling. ” His tone hardens, shifting from amusement to command. “Thank her.”
Dane hesitates. His pride wars with his fear, but he knows–just as I do–that in this moment, I am the one deciding his fate.
“Am… Amica, please forgive me.” He swallows.
Its hilarious to see! I know he would never say that on his own. Not if his life didn’t depend on it.
Dane calling me Luna of Lunas? I dont believe it.
I savor the desperation in his voice. This is the same man who, just moments ago, wanted to crush me. Now, he’s begging.
Pathetic!
I let out a soft hum, my smile sweet–too sweet. But my eyes? My eyes hold something are tellng him..“Your secrets aren’t safe with me, Dane. *
And the best part?
Darth is watching. Listening.
If I so much as hint at what he and Mary have been up to behind his back, Dane’s life is over.
Oh, this is going to be so much fun.
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