Luna's fall

"Just give up, I have called the police," Greyson said, raising his phone that was in his hand.

The sudden outburst of laughter filled the front of the villa. Luna looked like she had lost her composure. "I should have stabbed you in the chest," she muttered through gritted teeth.

Blake, holding onto Archer, slowly stepped back, taking advantage of the distraction caused by Greyson's intervention.

"You…" Luna suddenly pointed the knife in Blake's direction, her eyes filled with a deranged intensity. "Don't even think of running away. I'm good at throwing stuff," she threatened, a chilling smile forming on her lips.

Blake immediately stopped his movement, freezing in place. He felt a mix of shame and fear, knowing the danger Luna posed. Acting recklessly could cost him his life, and he couldn't bear the thought of leaving Marissa waiting for him anxiously.