A Beautiful Luna After Rejection Chapter 90 - Life In Captivity

Chapter 90: Life In Captivity

This ti the captivity was even more difficult than the previous one as I was confined to a bed. To be precise, in a radius of five ters from the bed.

This circle allowed to eat at the table, to go to the bathroom to wash up, and to do nothing more. But maybe I could strangle myself with this chain.

Michael didn’t even give any communication equipnt. He refused to let contact anyone. He said he wouldn’t give another chance to escape.

I suggested he give textbooks and notes like before, even if it was recorded lessons. I didn’t want to miss so many lessons when returning to school that I would have to repeat.

But look at the reason he rejected .

“I don’t think you need that much space in your current situation.” Michael pinched my chin. “You’ll have a lot of ti with ,” he said. “Focus on instead of those unimportant lessons.”

“I need to finish college. You can’t control my life like this,” I said.

“I’ll take care of college.” That was the last thing Michael said.

Well, that was the reality.

My daily life now consisted of waking up, eating, sleeping, and having sex.

Although Michael strictly controlled my life, he did not mistreat . Three als were delivered on ti, with vegetables, fruits, and ats, as well as tea and snacks in the morning and afternoon.

There was an elevator in the room to deliver als, and the kitchen would send food up from the elevator on ti when it was ready, and it was kind enough to provide a nu that would allow to order what I wanted.

Michael didn’t stay in the room all day as I did. He would co back to bed at night and leave in the morning. During the day, I was alone in the room, and there was no one to talk to. So I would just stare out the window.

I felt like I was going crazy for the first two or three days. Then, every night when Michael ca back, I would go crazy and beg him to let go. But Michael wouldn’t budge. He would just push into bed and f*ck .

After two or three days, I got used to it and tried to guess how long Michael would lock up.

I didn’t believe Michael would keep there for the entire seven months. Michael wasn’t crazy. My actions had provoked him, but he was going ho. He couldn’t stay with us forever.

If he were going to leave, he would take away. I just didn’t know his exact plan.

I suspect that so of Michael’s unusual behaviors was related to his wolf. His wolf seed too unusual, as did Sasha and others’ reactions to his wolf. I always thought it would be the key to resolving our relationship.

But now that I had no way to contact the outside world, and Michael seed angry and wouldn’t give information, I had to wait for a change.

At the sa ti, I discovered sothing else that was bothering .

Ever since I started having sex with Michael, I had beco incredibly horny.

I thought this was normal. After all, I had just experienced this, and couples who had just been together always had more sex. But when Michael was with every night, and I didn’t think it was enough, and I couldn’t stop thinking about him during the day, I realized sothing was wrong.

Michael had always been physically attractive to . However, in the earlier days, that was just attraction, and I would admire his body and imagine our future sexual intercourse.

But now, Michael’s breath was like an aphrodisiac to , and when I inhaled it, I couldn’t stop thinking about him. Whenever Michael ca ho at night, I wanted to jump on him and couldn’t help but want to possess him.

I had tried to control my lewd behavior, but it was difficult to control. As I tried to control it, it was like wildfire. It was a spark before, but now it burned brighter and brighter, turning into a sea of fire inside .

One afternoon, I was alone in the shower again.

These days, I tried to take a cold shower to relieve my libido, but it beca less and less effective. Until now, it was completely unable to wake up.

The whole room was filled with Michael’s scent, including my own, making feel as if my body was not my own.

The familiar heat was burning, radiating from inside out. I felt my skin burning, and my breath was throwing sparks.

Eventually, all the heat converged between my legs. I touched myself everywhere, and my legs intertwined and rubbed against each other.

I panted, trying to fight my body’s desires, but I couldn’t fight them. Finally, I shivered and slowly reached down.