Scene: Luna stands at the kitchen counter, trying to focus on chopping vegetables, but Adam is behind her—too close, too warm, too distracting. His breath ghosts over her ear as his fingers barely graze her waist, sending shivers through her
Adam Brody
*Smirking*~ You’re trembling, little maid. Is it because of me?
Luna
*Softly, flustered*~ N-No… I-I’m just… focused
Adam chuckles, stepping back suddenly. Luna hesitates, feeling the loss of his warmth. Confused, she slowly turns around—only to freeze
Adam stands there, arms crossed, smirking at her… wearing an apron. A black one. And somehow, it makes him look even more dangerous
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