Chapter 3 Lie

In front of her stood a huge man, blond, covered in tattoos, with an intimidating gaze and a face that inspired fear. Luna held tightly to the towel covering her body as the man openly scrutinized her. He took a step back and left the room without saying a word. Luna didn't understand what had just happened, but she decided to pretend that everything was normal, especially since she wasn't in her house, and that scary man was probably the owner of the room, Lúcia's son. The day passed quickly. Luna stayed secluded in the room, as she still had difficulty walking. Then she heard a knock at the door; it was Lúcia, with that wide smile. In her hands, she held a long black dress and a pair of low-heeled shoes. Luna smiled, and the woman approached her. _ "How was your day, dear? I know you didn't leave the room today. I had a snack prepared for you; it will be ready soon, and the staff will bring it. Here is a dress I had bought for you, and a pair of shoes that should be comfortable. I'm not sure about your size, but I think they will fit." Luna smiled, took the clothes, and went to the bathroom to change. She still walked with some difficulty due to her injuries, but the shoes helped a lot, as they were quite comfortable and not high. Lúcia was waiting for her, already with the snack at her side. _ "Dear, let's do some light makeup on you and leave your hair down. It's very beautiful; now I understand why my son asked to leave it down; he always had great taste." Luna felt confused and scared. That man who had entered her room earlier was Lúcia's son, but he hadn't even exchanged a word with her. How dare he decide whether her hair should be up or down? It was such audacity! _ "Lúcia, what's your son's name? I think I saw him in this room earlier..." _ "His name is Matteo, and today he will be named the leader of our family. It will be a quick ceremony since he doesn't like much exposure... My boy has always been very quiet." Luna then realized that the man whose appearance sent chills down her spine was the one who had saved her life. She felt grateful for that, but he didn't seem like someone filled with much kindness. She decided that she wouldn't stay in that house. Even though she hadn't left the room yet, the little she had perceived about that place made her feel that at some point, she might have to pay a debt, and since she didn't know the price, she preferred to distance herself as soon as possible.