The Alpha's Mafia Luna novel Chapter 49

Chapter 49

(Selene’s POV)

The sun had long since set, plunging the estate into a quiet, almost

sacred darkness.

The moonlight spilled through the giant windows, painting soft silver

patterns on the polished floor.

I lay curled on one side of Damian’s massive bed, my heart still racing

from earlier – from that kiss, that touch, the things he whispered in

the pool.

I should be asleep.

I wanted to sleep.

But how could I, when Damian lay just inches away from me?

He was lying on his back, his breathing slow and even, his dark lashes

brushing against his cheeks. His chest rose and fell steadily, the

golden skin of his torso gleaming faintly under the soft light.

He looked… peaceful.

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Almost angelic.

Except he was anything but an angel.

I turned on my side, facing him, unable to help myself.

I tucked a hand under my cheek, just watching him.

God, he was beautiful.

Like something sculpted by a master artist, from the hard planes of

his jaw to the soft curve of his mouth.

Even asleep, he radiated power

–

a quiet, controlled strength that

made my stomach twist with want.

I bit my lip, feeling heat creep up my neck.

Damian shifted slightly, the blanket slipping lower on his hips,

exposing more golden skin, the defined line of his abs disappearing

into the waistband of his sweats.

I squeaked softly and whipped my gaze back up to his face, cheeks

burning.

He didn’t move again.

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I thought he was asleep.

I was wrong.

“Enjoying the view, little Queen?”

His voice was a low, husky tease in the darkness.

I yelped, pulling the blanket up to my chin in embarrassment.

He cracked one eye open, a slow, lazy grin spreading across his face.

“My poor innocent Selene,” he drawled, his voice thick with sleep and

amusement.

“Caught red–handed.”

“I wasn’t staring!” I protested weakly, my voice high and breathless.

He chuckled

–

a deep, sexy sound that rolled through the room and

made my toes curl.

“Sure, you weren’t.”

I groaned, hiding my face in my pillow.

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This couldn’t be happening.

I felt the mattress shift as he turned toward me.

“Come here,” Damian said, voice softer now, a command wrapped in

velvet.

I peeked at him through my fingers.

He was holding out his arms, inviting – no, daring me to close the

space between us.

My heart skipped wildly in my chest.

I hesitated for half a second before crawling closer, moving into the

warmth of his body.

He wrapped his arms around me immediately, pulling me flush

against his chest. His skin was warm, his scent wrapping around me

like a cocoon.

God, he smelled divine

him.

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like smoke, leather, and something uniquely

I buried my face into his bare chest, inhaling deeply.

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He smelled like magic.

“Better?” he murmured, his lips brushing the top

of my head.

I nodded against him, unable to form words.

He chuckled again, low and rich, sending vibrations through his chest

and into me.

“You’re adorable when you’re flustered,” he teased gently, his fingers

tracing slow circles along my back.

I pouted against him, but I couldn’t stay mad.

Not when I felt so safe.

So wanted.

So cherished.

We stayed like that for a long while, wrapped around each other,

breathing the same air.

His hands never stopped moving – tracing my spine, my arms, my

—

waist slow, soothing touches that made me melt against him.

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I tilted my head up to look at him.

His eyes were open now, watching me with an intensity that stole the

breath from my lungs.

“You’re dangerous,” he said softly, brushing a strand of hair from my

face.

“And you don’t even know it.”

“I’m not dangerous,” I whispered back, feeling silly.

He smiled a real, tender smile that made my heart ache.

—

“You are,” he insisted. “You make me want things I shouldn’t want.”

“Like what?” I breathed, unable to look away.

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