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

I couldn’t stop thinking about what happened. It was like a big puzzle in my head. I kept going over it and over it, trying to

make sense of it.

The port was actually blown up, it was even on the news. Did he really do it? And what about his people? Were they still inside? I couldn’t believe Aston would do something so crazy, but at the same time, it was totally something he would do.

I was so confused. My head was spinning with questions and doubts. I felt like I was losing my mind trying to figure it out. When did he have the time to get his goods out and his people too right before I had to make an apology?

And then I started thinking about my own safety. If Aston could make such a thing possible, what else could he do? What if he turned against me? What if I was his next victim?

I sighed and rubbed my temples. My head was hurting from thinking so much. I just wanted answers. I wanted to know what was going on and what Aston was capable of. But it seemed like the more I learned, the more questions I had. I tossed and turned in my bed, unable to shake off the thoughts racing in my mind, I wished I could just turn it off or something, my mind was racing with really dark thoughts.

I was suddenly thankful that Aston had given me permission to lock my door. At least I had some sense of security, some

sense of control.

As I lay there, I thought about our earlier conversation. I remembered how Aston had glared at me when I said “we”. It was like I had overstepped some invisible boundary. I had been trying to sound confident, like I was part of some team, but Aston’s reaction had made me realize that I was nothing but his slave..

He made it dawn on me then that I was getting ahead of myself. I was starting to think of Aston as an ally, as someone who cared about me. But that was a lie. Aston was never going to see me as anything more than a s**e.

I felt a pang of sadness, I had been so foolish to think otherwise. To dream! I let the moment get into my head. He looked like a hero and I was just so happy to save that I wanted to hold on to my saviour.

“You’re just a maid,” Laura’s words echoed in my mind, taunting me.

I knew then that I had to be careful 1 had to remember my place. I couldn’t let myself get too close to Aston, couldn’t let myself think that he was on my side. I had to keep my distance, had to protect myself from getting hurt.

“Aston is not your friend,” I told myself, trying to drill the truth into my head over and over again until I finally fell asleep. I walked downstairs, determined to find Aston and apologize for putting his people in danger, I was feeling a sense of guilt for that, the people had done nothing to deserve what happened to them and it was all my fault.

But as I entered the kitchen, I was met with a sight that made my blood boil. The girl from the restaurant was standing there, wearing nothing but panties and Aston’s shirt. She looked like she had just rolled out of bed, and I knew exactly whose bed she had been in.

I was shocked at first, my mind struggling to process what I was seeing. But as I looked at the girl’s smug smile, my shock quickly turned to rage. How could Aston do this to me? How could he betray me like this? We had shared moments, connected in ways I couldn’t explain. And now, he was with someone else. It didn’t matter if I was the only one that felt all those things, it still didn’t give him any right to do this.

I felt like I had my breath knocked out of me. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. The girl, Sophia, seemed completely at case, like she owned the place.

“Good morning, Kira!” she chtmed, oblivious to my anger or choosing to ignore it. “Would you like sume breakfast?”

I couldn’t believe her audacity. She was offering me breakfast like we were old friends, like she hadn’t just spent the night in Aston’s bed. Did she know who I was? Did she know what Aston and I shared? Had she no shume?

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“Who are you?” I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady. I didn’t want to show her how much she was getting to me or the fact that knew exactly who she was.

“I’m Sophia,” she replied, still smiling. “Aston’s friend, remember? At the restaurant?”

I laughed, a bitter sound. “Friend?” I repeated. “I’m sorry its hard to keep count how many girls he brings home. They all put on that same shirt you’re wearing so its hard to tell the difference.” I lied.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Sophia’s smile faltered for a moment, but then she recovered. “Oh, Kira, don’t be like that,” she said, waving her hand dismissively. “Aston and I have a special connection. I’m sure I’m not like other girls. She responded confidently.

I felt a pang of jealousy, which made me even angrier. I had no right to be jealous, I told myself. Aston wasn’t mine, and I wasn’t his. But still, the thought of him with someone else made me sick to my stomach.

“Where’s Aston?” I asked, trying to keep my cool. I needed to see him, to apologize the way I originally intended to.

Sophia shrugged. “He’s still sleeping. He had a long night.”

I bet he did, I thought, my anger boiling over. Aston strolled into the kitchen, completely ignoring my presence and my “Good morning”. He didn’t even acknowledge me, didn’t even look my way. Instead, he walked straight to Sophia, gave her a pat on the head like she was a child, and grabbed a bite of the toast she had made.

“Thanks, Sophia,” he said, his voice casual, like he was talking to an old friend.

Sophia smiled, looking pleased with herself. “Anytime, babe,” she replied and slapped his a**as he walked away.

I felt a pang of pain, like a knife had been twisted in my heart. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Aston was acting like Sophia was his girlfriend, like they were a couple. And Sophia was lapping up the attention like a cat with cream.

I tried to speak, but my voice caught in my throat. I felt tears threatening to spill from my eyes, and I knew I had to get out of there before I humiliated myself.

“Aston,” I managed to croak, but he didn’t even turn around.

He just kept walking, heading back to his room like I was invincible. Like he was the king of the world, and I was just a lowly subject.

I felt a surge of anger, mixed with pain and hurt. How could he do this to me? How could he treat me like I meant nothing to

him?

Sophia’s voice broke into my thoughts. “Kira, are you okay?” she asked, her tone fake-concerned.

I turned to her, my eyes blazing with anger. “Don’t pretend like you care,” I spat.

“I’m just trying to help,” she said, her voice dripping with sweetness.

1 laughed, a bitter sound. “Help?” I repeated. “You’re not helping anyone but yourself.

I took a step closer to her, my anger boiling over. “You’re just a pawn in his game, Sophia A game he’s been playing for

years.”

“You’re just jealous,” she spat. “Jealous that Aston chose me over you”

I felt a sting from her words, but I refused to back down. “I’m not jealous,” I said, my voice firm. “I’m just tired of being

1 turned and walked away, leaving Sophia and her fake smile behind. I went upstairs, my heart racing with anger and hurt. I couldn’t believe what I had just seen Aston and Sophia, together like they were a couple. It felt like a betrayal, like he had stabbed me in the back but I knew too well dut he had done nothing wrong and that hurt even more.

I reached my room and slammed the door shut behind me, trying to block out the pain and anger that threatened to consume me. I leaned against the door, trying to catch my breath, trying to calm down.

But I couldn’t calm down. I was too angry, too hurt.

I walked over to my bed and collapsed onto it, burying my face in my pillow. I let out a scream, a loud, anguished scream. trying to release all the emotions that were building up inside me.

But even screaming didn’t help. I still felt the pain, still felt the hurt. Still felt the jealousy burning a hole in my chest.

“What has this man done to me?”