Luna's POV
"Untie me, you piece of shit," I squirmed on the chair, trying to free myself from the rope.
Damian drew a deep breath, pacing around frantically. "What the fuck am I supposed to do now? You fucking ruined everything."
"I didn't do anything! You wanted to keep me here against my will."
"Shut the fuck up," he snapped, crooking a finger at me. "What do I do now that Dominick might come here?"
"All you have to do is untie me and escape. I swear I won't say anything."
"After you told him you were with me? What a fucking joke." He stopped pacing, glaring at me with frustration.
"Damian, think rationally. If Dominick finds me here tied up, it's only going to make things worse for you."
He clenched his jaw, his eyes narrowing. "You're right, but that doesn't mean I trust you."
"Damian, please. Let me go. We can figure something out that doesn't end in a disaster for either of us."
