Bonds at War: The Untouched is Mine novel Chapter 353

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LUNA

She waved at Abel again, smiling so warmly that it made my annoyance increase even more. When we arrived where she was, she moved forward and hugged Abel.

It was brief and polite. There was nothing particularly romantic about it; still, something in me stirred. Maybe it was the way her arms fit so naturally around him, or the familiarity in the way she said his name.

“There you are,” Sandra said brightly.

“Sorry for being late,” Abel replied.

She waved it off. “It’s only a few minutes. It doesn’t matter because you’re here now.”

They started talking, and before I could even catch up, they were already deep into a conversation about something.

“This ‘thing‘ you mentioned before.” Sandra said, reaching into her sleek handbag, “it’s all done.”

Abel exhaled, and I could feel the tension leaving his body. “Thanks,” he said. “That means a lot.”

“Of course,” she replied smoothly. “You asked so earnestly. I would have done it for free.”

He shook his head, smiling slightly. “You’ve already done enough.”

“Maybe. But you were impossible to say no to.”

What does that mean?

I cleared my throat–loud enough to remind them I still existed. The sound came out awkward, but it was effective enough. Both their heads turned toward me.

Sandra’s gaze landed on me fully for the first time, and she smiled. “Luna, right?”

I nodded quickly. “Yes. It’s nice to meet you,” I muttered softly.

“You’re adorable,” she said, and before I could react, she added, “and pretty, too. No wonder you’ve got him wrapped around your finger.”

My brain stuttered. What?

Abel’s expression shifted immediately. “Sandra,” he said warningly.

She chuckled, unbothered. “Right, right–you’re still in denial.”

In denial? My eyebrows furrowed. Denial about what?

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They exchanged a glance I didn’t understand. I felt like I’d walked into the middle of a private joke–one I wasn’t in on but was somehow the subject of.

Sandra then reached into her bag again and pulled out a neat folder. “Anyway, here are the papers. Everything’s done. You’ll just need to review and sign them later.”

Abel took them carefully, flipping through the first few pages. “You’re fast.”

“I had a feeling you’d need it sooner than later,” she said, smiling knowingly. “And now that my job here’s done, I’ll get going before your little angel here gets jealous.”

My eyes widened, and I felt my breath catch.

She winked at me playfully. “You wear your emotions all over your face, sweetheart.”

I felt heat creeping up my neck. She could feel that?

Before I could say a word, a low sound rumbled from beside me. Abel’s jaw tightened, and a deep growl escaped his lips.

Sandra’s smile only widened. “Geez, Abel. You’re even jealous of me?”

He didn’t answer, but his stare could’ve cut glass.

“Fine, fine,” she said with a dramatic sigh, holding her hands up in mock surrender. “I’m leaving. Don’t bite me, alright?”

Sandra turned gracefully, her heels clicking against the dock. A foreign car pulled up, probably worth more than everything I own. She waved once more before slipping inside, her driver immediately pulling away.

I stood there for a moment, watching the car fade into the city traffic.

Finally, I turned to Abel. “What was that about?”

He looked at me. “You’ll understand soon,” he said quietly.

“What does that even mean?”

Instead of answering, he walked past me and opened the door of a nearby car. “Come on,” he said simply.

I stared at him for a moment, torn between demanding answers and just giving up. In the end, curiosity won.

He was already in the driver’s seat by the time I got in. The car smelled like leather and his

scent.

As we pulled out of the dock, I glanced back once, watching the sea glimmer under the sunlight. My heart was racing, even though I didn’t know why.

“What are we doing, Abel?” I whispered under my breath, not sure if I wanted him to hear.

“Just follow me.”

My patience, which was already thin by nature, was wearing down to a single thread.

“Didn’t you tell me that you won’t leave me in the dark now?”

His eyes flickered toward me briefly, then back to the road. A small sigh escaped his lips, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly, like he found my frustration amusing. “You need to be patient, angel,” he muttered. “You’ll see soon.”

“Patient,” I repeated under my breath, crossing my arms. “You keep saying that, but you’re driving me insane.”

He chuckled softly, making my heart skip.

I huffed and turned to the side, resting my elbow on the window. The glass was cool against

my

skin. My reflection stared back at me, and I found myself biting my lip. Where are we even going?

The city began to blur into more familiar streets. The tall buildings gave way to smaller shops, the noise of traffic fading into quiet suburbs. I leaned forward a little, staring out as the car turned into a narrow road lined with trees.

Just then, in a single moment, everything started to feel familiar.

Wait.

My heart skipped.

“This…” I whispered, pressing a hand to the window.

We passed by an old park, the swing set rusted and half–buried in grass, but I recognized it instantly. “This is the neighborhood I grew up in,” I said softly to myself.

I felt my pulse quicken as we turned the corner, and my breath caught when I saw the house.

My house.

Or… it used to be.

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