Rejected Their Broken Luna Chapter 86: Chap-86*That Forbidden She-wolf.*

**Zeon Holt:**

I arrived at my workplace and took a seat to unwind. The food was in the package I had prepared for Maleeka, or at least that's what I had told everyone. That's when my security guard entered the room, holding it.

"Sir, what should I do with this?" he inquired.

"Put it here," I grumbled, rolling my eyes. Did I have to spell everything out for them? These ignorant folks, including those siblings and Cynthia, who seemed to cry incessantly, really got on my nerves.

The irritating family's issues and the constant presence of their royal guards only added to my existing frustration.

As soon as I settled in and leaned my head back, I had this strange sensation as if someone was watching me.

"Are you going to keep staring at me?" I asked, slowly opening my eyes to gaze at her.

She was standing in the corner, shrouded in darkness as usual.

"You're not going to say anything?" I inquired, observing her shake her head.

Just seeing her again was enough to make my broken heart feel whole, but sadly, memories are all that's left of her. There's no way I could ever hold her and call her mine.

"Come on! Sit with me," I whispered, careful not to make any sudden movements. Every time I shifted, she would scuttle away and disappear.

"Please!" I pleaded. Her lifeless, vacant gaze was tearing at my heart.

"It's just you and me here," I reassured her, thinking maybe she was scared someone would come for her.

"Ba--be!" I spoke through trembling lips as hands started emerging from the walls, reaching for her.

"Hey! Let her go!" I shouted, attempting to rise from my chair, but my body felt three times its weight.

She continued to stand there, whimpering, unable to defend herself as those hands tore her clothes from her body, leaving her exposed and helpless.

"No! Please don't touch her!" I screamed, choking on my sobs.

"Don't hurt her!" I kept screaming as they dug their nails into her soft, silky skin, drawing blood.

"Let her go, damn it!" I screamed until I jolted myself awake.

I was drenched in sweat and breathing heavily.

I glanced around the room but couldn't find her.

She had never been there!

She would never be the same again!

I was breathing heavily after that nightmare. Wiping my face clean and taking deep breaths, I decided to seek some enjoyment and distraction at my office. I knew the moment I returned home, I'd be faced with that crying girl's presence, and it would irritate me once more.

"She acts as if she's the victim in everything," I grumbled angrily, frowning at her audacity.

I sighed and reached for my phone to call the person I'd been waiting to talk to. Everyone else was just someone I had to put up with, but this person, well, she wasn't anything special, but at least she wasn't like the others.

After dialing her number and bringing my phone closer to my ear, I said, "Hey," then placed the phone on speaker and asked, "How are you?"

"I'm good. How about you?" She responded in a flirtatious manner, well aware of her intention to arouse my interest whenever she tried to sound seductive.

"I've been missing you so much," I began, but she grumbled and sneered, causing me to fall silent and shake my head in disbelief.

"What was that all about?" I asked in confusion. She seemed really upset with me about something.

I could picture her pursing her lovely lips as she replied, "Because you always say you miss me but never come looking for me."

"You don’t care about me, or else you wouldn’t have taken so much time before reaching out to me again," she continued to waste our time. If only she knew how important it was to not argue before sex, it would be amazing. But obviously, she wanted to feel special.

I rubbed the back of my neck and said, "You know you are the only one I like," My dick was extremely hard for her, and she took too long to get here. I called her while she was en route so we could settle this issue right away, and when she got here, we just had our usual session of crazy and hot sex.

"You have made me believe that you like me, but then you went ahead and married that trash, and I am pretty sure you have dirtied your dick with her nasty pussy as well." She was speaking loudly and cursing, saying she was open to any type of sex, which I adored.

"Please don’t make me wait too long because I am growing impatient. I guarantee you I haven’t had sex with her, and I won’t until you permit me," I lied. It wasn’t about her permission. But if it makes her happy, I will milk it. After hearing Cynthia sob throughout the day, I really needed someone who could brighten my day with her lovely grin.

"Is that so? Then I am standing right behind you, my love," she whispered and walked behind me. I immediately got to my feet and drew her over so that we could kiss. I didn’t want to squander any more time because I’d been craving her a lot lately.

I shoved her on the table and ripped apart her dress. I could see her smile grow when I acted rough. After spreading her legs wide and resting them on my shoulders, I pushed my dick inside her wet and hungry pussy and began to ponder her like a little good bitch of mine.

"Oh, fuck!" she screamed at her loudest, feeling every thrust inside her with passion.

"Who is your master, you fucking whore?" I asked, fastening my speed inside her.

"YOU!" she screamed happily. This is what I liked about her. She knew her worth and didn’t complain. I bet she knew she was just a toy for me because once I am done today, I will not contact her until the next time I am horny.

I only do that because I don't want to be intimate with any of my mates. The thought of them disgusts me, but I feel like I have no other option.