PresentLuna took in a deep breath as she stared at the phone in her hand. What she was about to do was probably the hardest thing she had ever had to do in her entire life, and that was including having to leave her home and everything she knew behind to marry a stranger who hated her. But she inhaled another deep breath and took the plunge. She dialed.He picked up on the second ring. “Luna,” he said.Tremors ran up her spine. I told you, Rita, Luna thought to herself, just one word. God help me.“Justin,” she managed to say, her voice steady, even though her hands shook lightly on the table.She looked down at it, strangely drawing strength from the sight of it. Talking to him over the phone was better than face-to-face in any case. Here, she had some semblance of control, face-to-face would have been much more harder. And yet she had to ask.“Are you in New York?”“No,” he replied. “Actually, I’m in London right now, closing off a business deal.”“Oh,” Luna said.She sh
Hours later, Luna trudged up the porch steps to her home, bone-tired. The day had been long, now she just wanted to sleep deeply through the night. She didn’t want any intrusion from the day to interfere with that, so she left the curtains drawn as she made her way to her living room. She didn’t turn on any lights and she didn’t engage the locks, she just stepped out of her shoes and left them by the door. She dropped her purse on the sofa, making her way towards the kitchen island in the far side of the living room. There was a small bar in the kitchen nook, she took out a bottle of scotch and a wineglass. She poured the drink into the cup and downed it in one gulp. Normally, with how tired she was, she would have just gone straight to bed, but tonight, she felt like she needed the drink. Just one, kind of like her own little celebration. And, scotch had been her dad’s favorite drink.Thinking of that, Luna poured another drink into her cup. She lifted it to the picture of her dad
Luna almost closed her eyes as she felt Justin’s hand on her cheek. It has been three years, six months and twenty-three days since she’d felt Justin’s hand on her face. And she remembered each day.She had told him she didn’t, but she did. She remembered it all, the thought of his touch had haunted her night so stunningly for months after their split. And now, with all the years of hurt and pain still between them, she was feeling his hand on her cheek again.“Justin,” she whispered, her heart tripping in her chest.“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to touch you,” Justin said, his voice hoarse and deep.Luna’s pulse jumped at his words. What was happening to her? She wasn’t supposed to give in this easily, she wasn’t supposed to give in at all. Luna looked deep into Justin’s eyes. This was wrong. This was going against everything she had been drumming into her own head, her own mind, her heart, for years now. This was betraying herself.She turned away from him suddenly, sh
Luna opened her eyes as the sunlight from the open blinds streamed in from outside. She hadn’t opened the blinds, Luna thought blearily to herself as her movements from yesterday night when she had entered the house flittered back into her mind. She was still drowsy, so the remembering was a little fuzzy.Justin must have opened it sometime during the night then, she concluded silently. It took a few seconds for the implication of her thought to hit her, and then it did. Justin!Luna’s eyes popped wide open as she realized what it meant. Justin was in her room. The remaining event of the night before started to flitter into her mind, and comprehension dawned in Luna’s mind. Comprehension, along with horror.Slowly, as if she was afraid of what she was going to see, Luna turned her head to look at her side. Justin lay there, chest up, face slightly turned towards her, eyes closed. Luna’s eyes widened even more.Oh God! She had slept with Justin!Oh God, oh God, oh God, oh God, Lun
A hour later, Luna walked into her office building. She responded to her employees as some of them smiled and murmured greetings to her as she walked past. She went into her personal elevator and rode it up to her office. Everything she did was on auto pilot.Her mind was miles away from the office, her mind was on Justin.The elevator doors slid open to reveal her assistant’s desk. Jaden stood up abruptly as he saw her.“Good morning, Miss Jones,” he said. “I-”Luna raised up a hand to cut him off effectively. “Give me ten, Jaden,” she ordered.She left him staring at her as she walked into her office, she closed the door behind her. She walked over to her desk, and sat down. Before she could drop her head to the table and wallow for ten minutes, Rita breezed into her office, iPad in hand.“Good morning, girl,” she said cheerfully. “I had the best night ever last night. I don’t know what it was, but my sleep was just so sound. I guess it happens like that every once in a while.
“Shift my meeting with the Texas shareholders to 3PM later today and my meeting with the transportation team up to 12,” Luna instructed Jaden, who studiously jotted down her orders in his little notebook in his hand. “They wasted my time in the last meeting we had with their bickering, I might as well waste theirs.”“Yes, ma’am,” Jaden obeyed.Luna looked at him. “I’ve told you not to call me ‘ma’am’. It’s archaic, Jaden, or were you not born this century?”Jaden flushed, he shifted on his feet. “I was, ma-” he cut off as he realized what he was about to say again. “Miss Luna,” he corrected.Luna studied him, a smile almost curving around her lips. His jittery responses around her would have annoyed her if she didn’t know what it felt like to be an inexperienced and trembling rookie in front of experienced and powerful people. But, she knew, and she also knew that Jaden was trying his best, as much as possible. Unlike Moira, that’s all Luna asked of her employees.On that thought
Luna added blueberry flavor to the batter in the bowl in front of her, she added the remaining ingredients, in the right order and the right quantity. She didn’t need a measuring cup or any sort of measuring instrument, she knew the process and procedure by heart already. She did all of it mechanically though, her head and heart not in what she was doing, but somewhere else. Somewhere far.She was in her mother’s house, her body, that was. She had gone home to bake with her mother, as was their custom, their mother-daughter ritual, sort of. Luna knew her mother was staring at her, she could feel her gaze on her. She was beside her in the kitchen, while Luna was making blueberry pie, her mother was making pumpkin pie. She knew her mother would have already keyed in to the fact that there was something on her daughter’s mind by now, Luna knew she had come to her mother partly because she wanted her to know. She was conflicted, talking to Rita about Justin and her feelings for him h
Luna frowned at her mother. “What do you mean ‘matters of the heart’? She doesn’t want it to be matters of the heart, she wants it to be out of her heart. She wants it to be out of her heart, her head, her mind, everything. She doesn’t even want to think about him, she wants nothing to do with him, she just wants him out of her life.”Mira raised an eyebrow at Luna as she finished her rundown.“She may want all that, but that doesn’t mean that’s what she’s going to get though,” Mira said calmly, giving her an equally calm look.Suddenly frustrated, Luna threw her hands up, splattering batter all over the kitchen counter.“Well, why doesn’t she get to have a say in the matter? It’s her life! It’s her goddamn life and yet, she’s being pulled in a thousand different directions without having a single say in it.”Mira, with that same calm, removed her hand from the dough in her own bowl, she went to the tap underneath the cabinet in the kitchen and washed her hands.“Don’t curse on
“I want to say thank you to everyone for coming,” Logan said into the microphone. The gala had been going on for hours now, it was starting to wind down, towards the end. He was giving his speech as Chairman of Lake Industries. “This would not have been successful without you all,” he continued. “I consider you all family, but I would like to thank my family, the one that I made. Both my sons, Justin and Brian, I am proud of you both. This Gala would not have been successful without you both, I love you.” He raised a toast towards Justin and Brian. “And to the ladies who stood by their side, and not just stood, but did their part in making this a success, Luna and Ashley,” he raised his glass towards Luna and Ashley, he smiled, “I love you. You are the best additions this family could have ever asked for, and my sons are lucky to have you in their lives.” He paused. “Love makes the world go around, without it, we would be lost, and I am glad that you four have found your way to ea
Luna stood in front of the full-length mirror, she placed a hand over her bump, and stared at her image. She smiled as she felt Justin’s arms wrap around her midsection. She leaned back and rested her head on Justin’s chest, she sighed as he started nibbling on her neck. “Can’t we just stay in and not go?” she asked, tilting her neck even better for Justin’s mouth to have access. Justin stopped nibbling, he looked at the mirror, meeting her eyes. “You are a witch,” he murmured. Luna laughed. “What? It’s just a suggestion,” she said, trying to look innocent. “Yeah, a suggestion that you know I am one hundred percent for,” Justin replied. “Hell, I suggested it an hour ago, and what did you say?” Luna closed her eyes. “We really should go,” she echoed her own answer. “That’s right,” Justin murmured, his mouth already muffled against the side of her neck again. Luna sighed, she twined her fingers with Justin’s on her stomach. “I was an idiot,” she murmured. Justin ma
Present. Now Luna was mad. When the article was released, while they were preparing for the press conference, during the press conference, Luna had been sick all through. But now that the press conference was over, she was mad. She had kept her calm all through the press conference. Even when the questions had turned personal and her answers had left her a little hard to breathe, Luna had kept her calm. Rita had arrived just few seconds after the press conference started, she had stood behind the interviewers, facing Luna. And she had been showing her markers with her hands, thumbs up when she was doing good and stuff like that. That had helped to keep her calm, that, and the solid presence of Justin behind her. He had stood behind her chair, no word, no interruptions, just the occasional squeeze of her shoulder. Quiet support, and steady, even gentle, backing. And then Moira had walked in. The press conference had been nearing its end by then, Luna had watched as Rita had f
Flashback Luna sat on the sofa in the living room, staring at nothing. Moira was in front of her, pacing and reprimanding her about something. Luna wasn’t sure what, she hadn’t been listening when Moira started, she wasn’t listening now, and she simply just didn’t care. She didn’t have the energy to care, she barely had the energy to be seating here as she was. She just wanted to lie down. For the past two weeks now, that was all she had been wanting to do. Just lie down, preferably in a dark quiet corner, but at this point, she would take anything she could get. But she wanted to lie down, pull a thick, dark cover over her head, and just go to sleep. She wanted to sleep, and go on sleeping, she wanted to sleep for a long period of time. And whenever she thought of the concept of waking up from that sleep, she didn’t like it. Her heart sunk at the thought of waking up, and having to face all of this again. If she woke up, she had to sit up, she had to stand, she had to walk, she
The next day, the whole issue with Honor took a back seat in Luna’s mind as she found herself with an entirely different, and bigger, situation on her hands. Another article was leaked, this one about her father. It dug up the old news about her father, and the issue he had with Lake Industries, the debacle that had brought Luna to New York and to Justin. The article was all about rehashing what her father did, how he ‘betrayed’ Lake Industries for a handout, and how he disappeared from the grid because of his shame. His name, face and story were plastered all over the news article. Even her mother and sister were not left out, Mira and Ashley’s faces and names were printed in it too. Feeling sick about it all, Luna pressed a hand to her stomach, she stood still, trying to get in a deep breath. She was at home, people were in the house, Justin had called an emergency press conference immediately the news had hit the media. Camera men and their crew were moving about the living
“I really needed that,” Luna said two hours later, as she and Justin walked back into the studio. Justin wiggled his eyebrows at her. “Which part?” Luna laughed, she swatted his arm playfully. “The food and nice view part, you pervert.” Justin shrugged. “Hey, you sounded like you enjoyed the other part very much too when we were doing it.” Luna laughed again, she shook her head. “You’re an idiot.” “An idiot you were screaming his name,” Justin leaned down and whispered into her ear. Luna looked up at him, her eyes widening. “Justin!” Somebody cleared their throat behind them, Justin and Luna both turned at the same time to look. The smile and teasing glint in her eyes were still there when Luna’s eyes met Honor’s. “Honor,” she said, startled. She sobered up immediately, Honor looked at Luna, like she focused on her like she was determined to act as though Justin was not there. Luna felt the freeze, but somehow she felt like Honor’s acknowledgement of her was not part
One week later. Luna rubbed the kinks out of her neck, she had been stuck going through things that needed to be put in place for the Gala, all morning. All week too. Ever since Honor pulled her company out of the Gala event, there had been slacks in the work that needed to be done. Both in the parts that Honor had taken up to do, and in the aspects that her company had been taking care of. The fashion aspect. “These are really good,” Luna commented, looking at the design sketches that had been left by Honor and her company before she left. “Yeah,” Temperance, the assistant working with Luna on deciding the fashion angle for the Gala, said beside her. “Miss Kosarin and her people really worked hard on it, they worked almost round the clock too. It was like there was some competition or something.” Luna knew better that Temperance just what she was saying. From the first day they had met, she and Honor had both known there was going to be a competition between them. They had
Present. Luna and Justin were both in Justin’s car, they were driving after Honor. After her announcement, Honor had dropped the mic and immediately left the party. Moira had been livid, she hadn’t shown it, of course, or at least not in an explosive way. She hadn’t screamed or shouted, or done anything of the sort. Even in the face of what someone like Moira would probably term the greatest betrayal of all time, she still hadn’t lost control. She hadn’t shown her anger to the guests or given them a show that they could go talk about to the blogs. No matter her personal feelings towards Moira, Luna had had to admit that she found that impressive. But even with her composure, Luna had known she was angry. In fact, it had been very obvious to her, and no doubt to her family members too. She saw the look Justin, Logan and even Brian, had exchanged when it happened. The vein that had popped out on Moira’s forehead had been the first tell, followed by the twitching at the corner of
Flashback. “So you’re saying there’s nothing you can do?” Brandon asked the lawyer. Luna was in her room, the room she shared with Justin, although ‘shared’ was a strong word for how much time Justin actually spent in the room with her these days. Luna shook her head to shake off those thoughts, thinking about the ever increasing distance between she and Justin for the past month would only just make her depressed. And she didn’t have the time or head space for that. She refocused her attention on the matter at hand. She was in the room, her mother and father were on a call with her, Luna stared at their faces on the laptops screen. A man was seated beside her, Carl James, her lawyer. He was a low budget lawyer, the type she had been able to afford on her own, hers and her parents, that is. She couldn’t tap into the generous money Justin kept depositing into her account almost every day. And she couldn’t do that because she couldn’t very well use his money to hire a lawyer who