Filed to story: The Luna is Secret Heiress Book PDF Free by Sylvia
In the hotel parking lot, Connor turned to Awen, who stood expressionlessly beside him. “You can go back.
I’m here, nothing will happen.”
Awen’s face remained indifferent as stone. “I only listen to the boss.”
Connor fell silent, clearly frustrated. I could see the disappointment in his ice-blue eyes as he realized his romantic plans were being thwarted.
He had finally gotten the chance to enjoy a world of two with me on this trip, but someone was rushing to be a third wheel.
Seeing Connor’s reaction, I thought about Awen’s situation. She had been following me to protect me, and her work was actually very boring and tiring.
She had no rest all year round, so she should take a good rest this time. Besides, if something happened in the wild, it would be better to have more people to take care of us.
As for Connor, I knew exactly what he was thinking. It was nothing more than wanting to be alone with me and spend time together.
That was easy to handle. When we arrived, we could let Awen stay away.
“It’s fine,” I said to Connor with a reassuring smile. “Awen can come with us.”
Since I agreed, Awen followed us without another word.
The means of transportation wasn’t something we needed to worry about. Connor made a quick phone call, and within minutes, someone drove over to pick us up.
The sturdy off-road vehicle left the city and drove for about twenty minutes through winding mountain roads to reach Moonlit Lake.
It was said that there should be many tourists taking photos and checking in by the lake at this time of day.
Perhaps because Connor was here, someone had made arrangements in advance.
The lake was very quiet when we arrived, and there was no one else there.
The car stopped near the shoreline, and the driver stayed in the vehicle. Awen, Connor, and I got out car.
The scenery in front of us took my breath away. I couldn’t help but exclaim at the sight.
The sky was as blue as if it had been washed, clean and clear without a trace of impurities. The white clouds were leisurely, as if they were the most casual brushstrokes of nature, gently embellishing this vast blue canvas.
The lake water reflected the blue of the sky, sparkling in the sunlight, bright and crystal clear. It was like angels scattering diamonds to the world, as beautiful as a dream.
The azure lake was like a gemstone inlaid on the green prairie, quiet and mysterious, making me feel relaxed and happy.
Wildflowers were blooming by the lake – yellow, purple, and white. Small wildflowers whose names I couldn’t identify were blooming in competition, their fragrant scent attracting butterflies to dance and bees to work busily gathering honey.
It was a scene full of vitality and natural beauty.
Connor came prepared. He took out a professional SLR camera and began taking pictures of the amazing fairyland-like scenery.
After capturing several landscape photos, Connor raised his head from behind the camera. “Livvy, stand over there and I’ll take a picture of you.”
Today, I was wearing a light blue and pure white plaid dress with a big white bow on the chest. Delicate white daisies were embroidered on the skirt.
I had only brought formal wear for this business trip and no casual clothes. This dress was bought by
Connor with me at a shopping mall in the city last night.
It was a very youthful and beautiful color, which was perfect for this stunning natural scenery.
I walked to the spot Connor indicated and stood by the lake’s edge. The wind caught the corners of my skirt, making the fabric flutter like butterflies about to take flight.
I struck a few poses while Connor patiently took pictures of me. Even without makeup, I felt beautiful in this natural setting.
Connor changed several angles to capture different shots – far and near, proving that he took many pictures from the side, front, and back. He had clearly played with photography before, and he was very professional in his technique.
Every photo he took came out beautifully.
After the individual shots, Connor called Awen over. “Can you take a group photo for us?”
We hadn’t taken a group photo for a long time. Connor carefully explained how to use the camera to Awen, then walked over and stood next to me.
The last time we had taken a group photo seemed to be when we were traveling in Lin’an Ancient Town. At that time, we were still a couple in love, and our posture had been intimate when taking pictures.
Unlike now. We hadn’t made up yet, and Connor hadn’t made any overly intimate gestures.
When taking the picture, he only looked sideways at me, with a gentle and affectionate look in his eyes. I was looking at the camera, but he was looking at me.
I could feel the weight of his gaze, warm and tender.
After taking the photo, Connor made a subtle gesture to Awen. Understanding his hint, she took the initiative to move away from us, giving us privacy.
Connor and I began strolling side by side through this picturesque scenery. Occasionally, there was the distant sound of cattle and sheep, and birds flew across the sky.
The breeze brought the fragrance of flowers, and everything was so beautiful and peaceful.
As we walked, the distance between us became closer unconsciously. A subtle and sweet atmosphere filled the air around us.
The mate bond hummed softly, responding to our proximity and the romantic setting.
Suddenly, I stumbled over a small stone hidden in the grass and staggered forward. Connor’s reflexes were lightning-fast as he reached out and pulled me back.
I was pulled directly into his strong arms. The unique masculine aura and his cold woody fragrance instantly surrounded me.
We were very close now. Connor leaned over and lowered his head, his nose almost touching mine, and our breaths intertwined.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment. Our eyes met and held.
My heart began beating faster – thump thump – and the surrounding sounds seemed to disappear. The world was filled only with the sound of my heartbeat, growing faster and faster.
Affected by the intimate atmosphere, Connor’s eyes became deeper and more intense. He leaned forward slowly, his movements deliberate and careful.
Both our breaths gradually became rapid. I stared at his increasingly close features – his strong eyebrows, his ice-blue eyes, his perfectly sculpted face.
I didn’t move away. Instead, I closed my eyes, giving him the signal he was waiting for.
I agreed to let him kiss me.
Connor’s heart skipped a beat, and I could sense his nervousness through our bond. He held his breath as his thin lips gently touched mine.
The touch was like touching the softest cloud in the world. Everything happened naturally, as if we had never been apart.
When we had broken up before, it was when we loved each other the most. During that painful time, both of us had suffered tremendously.
But we had always loved each other. Even though so many things had happened, we had never changed our minds.
Connor hadn’t, and I hadn’t either. I had just buried that love deep in my heart due to the various pressures of reality.
But no matter how much time had passed, my love for Connor had not diminished in the slightest. I longed for his closeness.
