The 5-time Rejected Luna Queen
Chapter 58-2

Chapter 58-2

All of a sudden, I felt a hold on my waist and I opened my half-closed eyes to see the man I had earlier been talking to beside me,

"You’re extremely beautiful." He murmured to me and I chuckled at him. Every part of my body was yearning for someone to touch me so I would be able to forget Dexter’s touch, but my wish was cut short when I heard murmurs from afar and a loud voice afterward,

"Where the freaking hell is my wife?"

Dexter was here. I knew because his voice had stuck to my head without me realizing it. They say when you’re in love with someone, you tend to notice every little thing about them. Their walking steps, how they laugh, and even how they tend to breathe. That was me right now. I recognize Dexter’s voice anywhere,

I freed my body from the man’s hold and took a few steps toward the lower steps,

"Amelia." He muttered,

Dexter was staring at me with so much rage in his eyes and without uttering another word, he began heading towards me. He didn’t let me utter a word but picked me up on his shoulders,

"Who the hell are you? Leave her alone?" I heard the musky voice, but Dexter growled at him,

"Look at my wife with those eyes of yours or in that manner again and I’ll plug out your damn eyes." He threatened and began to walk away with me. When we got outside, I struggled to let myself down from his shoulder,

"Come on Amelia, let’s go home." He muttered to me but I scoffed out loud at him,

"Home? I have no home, Dexter. The last place I was to be right now is anywhere you are so let me go. You don’t have to care or worry about me."

I tried to take a step but he grabbed my arm, "I can’t." He half yelled, but I stared at him in confusion before he continued, "I fucking can’t stop caring or worrying about you, Amelia, because you put yourself in danger all the damn time. I never prayed before, but every damn time I have to come to save you, I pray that you’re fucking alright, so stop this bullshit already and come home with me."

He tried to drag my wrist again but I forced his hold away from me,

"What do you mean?" I questioned him as I needed to know what he meant by that statement. I was really hoping he would confess that he liked me too. His eyes bore emotions that I couldn’t understand as I stared at him and my heart was racing so fast,

I watched him wreck his fingers into his hair in frustration, as he turned around for a few seconds before turning back to me,

"What is it to you if I danced with as many men as I wanted? You wouldn’t care because I mean nothing to you." I continued. If there was one thing I wanted to hear from Dexter, it was just that he loved me as much as I loved him because I was fucking losing my mind because of him,

He grabbed my arm and pulled me closer to his chest,