“I was just-oh, please. Cut the crap. I am not dumb. I have pulled that exact trick on him before, just so you know. Yes, I have done it, and I know exactly how it works, so you are not fooling me for one second. You might be older than me, but you are not wiser, you pathetic bitch, and I will tell you exactly why.
“You walk in here thinking you can bend over and give him a free look at your chest like you are some irresistible goddess, but let me tell you something, honey, that is not impressive to me, and it is not impressive to him either.”
She was leaning forward now, her voice rising with each sentence as her hands moved to punctuate every single word. “Those boobs of yours, let me guess – you paid for them. You did a BBL, right? Absolutely pathetic. Mine are natural, and in case you have not noticed, he does not like fake things and he does not like plastic things.
“He likes what is real, and that is me. I know you know who he is. I know you know he is the Alpha, yes, the big bad Alpha Damon that every woman probably dreams about, but guess what? I am his Luna. His Luna. That is a position you will never have, and you need to get that into your thick skull before you even think about trying that little stunt again.”
Her eyes were locked on the attendant’s like a predator who had just cornered her prey, and her voice sharpened even further. “Never, and I mean never, pull that stunt you pulled just now ever again. Do not even think about it. Do not even let it cross your mind. Because if you do, I will make sure you regret it in ways you cannot even imagine.
“Now get out of our sight before I decide to drag those fake extensions right out of your head for everyone to see.”
The attendant’s face crumpled instantly, and the tears began to spill before she could even turn away.
“I am so sorry, ma’am,” she stammered between little gasps, her hands trembling as she tried to hold onto the tray. “I did not know you were the Luna. I thought you were his daughter cause you look so younger than him. It will not happen again, I swear.”
Lyra straightened her back and lifted her chin high like a queen delivering her final order. “Good. Now leave, and do not come serve us again. Let another person do the job, because if I see you walk back in here while I am on this plane, I promise you that you will regret it before you even have time to blink.”
The woman nodded so quickly it almost looked painful, then turned and hurried out of the cabin, the door closing behind her in a rush.
Lyra was still standing there, cheeks flushed, eyes blazing, chest rising and falling with every heavy breath.
She looked like she had just fought off an intruder rather than chased away a flight attendant, and every inch of her possessiveness made my blood heat in ways I was not going to say out loud right now.
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