Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia) novel Chapter 180

Cecilia

I returned to the dining area, where Sebastian had already set a surprisingly elegant breakfast on the table: a fresh garden salad, perfectly fried eggs with runny yolks, toast with homemade jam, cold milk, and a delicate pastry that looked bakery-fresh.

“This looks great,” I said, sliding into my chair.

I picked up my fork and knife, taking small, measured bites while trying to ignore the unsettling discoveries I’d made around his villa.

Sebastian wasn’t eating. He just sat there watching me, his eyes tracking every movement I made.

At first, I pretended not to notice, focusing on the food and avoiding his gaze.

But as the silence stretched between us, I couldn’t ignore his unwavering stare.

touched my face self-consciously. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I’m wondering why my brilliant secretary isn’t curious about where all this food came from,” Sebastian said, his voice low and penetrating, the Alpha tone stipping into his words.

I lazily scooped a bit of pastry, feigning nonchalance while my heart hammered in my chest. “What’s there to ask? It obviously belongs to whoever lives here-to you.”

“You know I haven’t been here recently,” Sebastian countered, his eyes never leaving mine.

I smiled, the expression not quite reaching my eyes. “Well, you were here last night. You probably had your staff deliver it this morning.” I tracking every movement I made.

At first, I pretended not to notice, focusing on the food and avoiding his gaze.

But as the silence stretched between us, I couldn’t ignore his unwavering stare.

I touched my face self-consciously. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I’m wondering why my brilliant secretary isn’t curious about where all this food came from,” Sebastian said, his voice low and penetrating, the Alpha tone slipping into his words.

I lazily scooped a bit of pastry, feigning nonchalance while my heart hammered in my chest. “What’s there to ask? It obviously belongs to whoever lives here-to you.”

“You know I haven’t been here recently,” Sebastian countered, his eyes never leaving mine.

I smiled, the expression not quite reaching my eyes. “Well, you were here last night. You probably had your staff deliver it this morning.” | stirred the cream on my pastry, pretending to be fascinated by the swirling patterns.

“Cecilia!”

His tone had shifted, an edge of frost creeping in.

When I glanced up, Sebastian’s expression had turned cold, his Alpha dominance radiating across the table.

I put down my spoon and sighed dramatically.

“Moon Goddess, you werewolves are impossible. You’re upset if I ask questions, upset if I don’t. What am I supposed to do?”The words came out sharper than I intended.

Sebastian rubbed his brow, a gesture that made him look almost human for a moment. He let out a deep sigh, as if finally surrendering something precious.

“My sister crashed here last month. That stuff? It’s hers.” I blinked, genuinely surprised. “Your sister? Seriously?”

I hadn’t even known. he had one.

For all the intimacy we’d shared, there were still fundamental things about him I didn’t know-a realization that left me feeling suddenly adrift.

He raised a challenging brow. “Don’t believe me? Want me to call her and put her on speaker?”

His phone was already halfway out of his pocket, his thumb hovering over the screen.

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