Luna hated assholes. And the fact that she was sitting across from one right now did nothing to improve her already sour mood. “I’m sure we can come up with a middle ground that would work for both of us here, Mr. Pierre,” she said, hints of her frustration ragging around the edges of her words.Clayton Pierre, owner of Pierre Memorial Ground, the gravesite where Luna’s father was buried, and where Clayton was planning on selling, sat across from Luna in her visitor’s chair. He was a huge man, with a rounded belly and enough weight about him to crush a heavyweight champion to dust. He had gray hair- which was more shiny silver than gray- round the edges of his dark hair, his skin was smooth as a baby’s and tanned like he sorbet every waking moment under the sun.He had eyes that seemed to be both bored and alive at the same time. Like he could easily switch from looking like he was listening raptly to whatever you were saying to being completely bored out of his mind. Luna had b
Luna took a deep breath as she stared at the closed door in front of her. She was standing in front of her mom’s house, she was about to break the horrible news that she had failed to convince Clayton Pierre to sell the memorial ground to her, to her mother and sister. Luna took in a painful breath.She wiggled her fingers nervously before turning the knob on the door and opening it. She went inside.Her mother was seated in one of the one arm couch in the living room, her sister paced. They both turned as she walked in. Luna’s heart sank at the hopeful expressions on their faces, and she watched as they both read the result of her meeting with Clayton in her eyes.Her mother’s hands went up to cover her mouth, they trembled. Ashley’s eyes flickered, she swallowed, and the most shattering evidence of her pain were the tears that sprang into her eyes. Luna’s heart broke.“I’m so sorry,” she whispered, standing where she was.“What’s going to happen to him?” Ashley asked, her lips
“There’s really nothing we can do, Miss Jones,” Carl Dallas, one of her lawyers said to her. “Clayton has sold the land already, it’s a done deal, according to my sources.”They were in a conference room, the one Luna used for meetings with her staff. Luna sat at the head of the table, Carl was seated to her left, Rita sat beside him, two more lawyers sat to Luna’s right. She had them all on retainer to serve as her corporate lawyers. And all of them were looking at her with the same helpless look.Luna looked at Carl, she looked into his eyes. He was the most experienced of the three lawyers, she had hired him first and they were sort of friends. She was friendlier with Carl than the remaining two, and so he was the one she looked at now.“Who exactly is your source?” she asked.“One of Clayton’s lawyers,” Carl replied. “He told me they drew up the papers this morning.”Luna closed her eyes. This morning, she thought, she had had Clayton in her office just this morning. Paul’s c
“Justin,” Luna said, looking at Rita, the phone still pressed to her ear.“Are you okay, Luna?” he asked. “You sound off.” A pause. “Were you crying?”Rita stared at her with a surprised expression, and an ‘what does he want?’ question on her face. Beats me, Luna thought to herself. And then remembering his question, Luna sniffed and shook her head as if to clear the mental cobwebs that had formed there. “Justin, what do you want? I don’t have time for this right now,” she said, about to disconnect the call.“I know,” Justin said. “I heard about the memorial ground.”Luna’s brows furrowed. “You do? How did you know?”“I have…. sources,” he finally said. His tone tinged with regret. “I’m really sorry.”Now Luna’s bows furrowed in anger. “Somehow I doubt that,” she returned coldly.Silence. The line went dead silent for a few seconds that Luna thought Justin had hung up on her, but then he spoke up again.“I know you may not be inclined to believe me, but I truly am sorry,”
“So once we conclude here, we will transfer all the documents with us to your lawyers and they’ll take it from there.”Luna still couldn’t believe the problem she had been trying to solve all morning was suddenly being taken care of with just one phone call from Justin. She was still struggling to believe that, and yet here were his lawyers telling her, in the way lawyers do, that it was indeed true.They had arrived at her office approximately an hour after her conversation with Justin, three of them, two female and one male, all sharply dressed and looking competent. Now they were seated around her conference table, her own lawyers were present too. In addition to Rita and herself.“If you would just sign here,” one of the female lawyers, obviously the leader of the pack, said to Luna.The second female lawyer slid a paper with the transfer details on it towards Luna. Luna glanced at her, then looked back at the first female lawyer, the speaker. Did these people even know the g
There was silence for a few minutes on the phone as Luna told her mother that they had the memorial ground in their name now. And then Luna heard her sob, softly and very low she almost didn’t hear it.Luna smiled, picturing her mother’s hand going to her mouth as relief poured through her. Luna knew her mother well enough to know how she would react to the news, and picturing her eyes shining with happiness even as they filled with tears, filled Luna’s heart with joy. A day that had started out hellish was fast becoming very fulfilled, her heart was bursting with joy and the fact that she knew her mom’s was too was just an addition. A very huge addition.Luna closed her eyes, she pressed her hand to the middle of her chest as her mother’s son continued on the line.“I thought they were going to- I thought-” Mira broke down, unable to go on.Luna nodded even though she couldn’t see her. “I know. I know, me too,” she said. Thinking of those few hellish hours after Clayton had lef
Flashback.Luna stopped at the entrance of the room the maid led her to. It was dark, the drapes were drawn, the only source of light were the two beside lamps glowing low in a corner of the room. She took a step inside, she glanced back at the maid as she took a step back. “Welcome home, Miss Jones,” she said and turned to walk away.She closed the door softly as she left, leaving Luna alone in the dark room. Luna turned back to look around the room, she couldn’t see much. Just a really large bed in the middle of the room, a dresser, two bedside tables, a really big wardrobe, from what Luna could tell. Slowly, Luna made her way towards the middle of the room, her eyes taking in everything. This was going to be her new room, the maid had told her. No one had followed her from the party, Moira and her husband, Logan, had rode off in a different car. Justin had gone off in another, with Jake. It had been Jake who had come to tell her they were heading off, a meeting that couldn’t
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
“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