Chapter 45 Taunted

Luna POV
Without a word, Dante unties the ropes that bind me, his movements deliberate and rough. Before I can react, he hoists me over his shoulder like I’m nothing, carrying me effortlessly across the room. My body bounces with every step he takes, and I try to struggle, but he tightens his grip, his strength undeniable.
Panic bubbles in my chest as I realize he’s taking me somewhere else—somewhere private, somewhere where there are no eyes to watch, to stop whatever he’s planning. My heart races, but I refuse to give him the satisfaction of seeing my fear.