Thirty minutes later, Luna stood in front of Moira’s door. She had pressed the buzzer, and she could hear footsteps coming in from inside, so she waited. She hadn’t known where Moira was staying until a few days ago, she had been scrolling through the news and had stumbled on a small magazine’s headline. They had done an article on ‘The Mother of Business’, that was what they had called her. They had written an article on her life, her work, net worth, where she lived and a few quotes by her. Basic stuff. Small magazines wrote articles like that, on prominent people in the spotlight, to help boost their viewership and ratings. Apparently, according to the article, Moira was not living in the home she shared with her husband- which was the same one Luna knew since she was married to Justin- for a while because of some business she had to take care of, and she needed to be closer to the business. That was where Luna had gotten the address. She stood in front of the house now, it w
Thirty minutes later, Luna stood in front of Moira’s door. She had pressed the buzzer, and she could hear footsteps coming in from inside, so she waited. She hadn’t known where Moira was staying until a few days ago, she had been scrolling through the news and had stumbled on a small magazine’s headline. They had done an article on ‘The Mother of Business’, that was what they had called her. They had written an article on her life, her work, net worth, where she lived and a few quotes by her. Basic stuff. Small magazines wrote articles like that, on prominent people in the spotlight, to help boost their viewership and ratings. Apparently, according to the article, Moira was not living in the home she shared with her husband- which was the same one Luna knew since she was married to Justin- for a while because of some business she had to take care of, and she needed to be closer to the business. That was where Luna had gotten the address. She stood in front of the house now, it w
Leaving Moira’s house, Luna went back to the house, to Justin. She walked into the foyer, she dropped her car keys on the table right beside the door. It was midnight already, she had just parked her car in front of the house, it would keep there till the day rolled in. She was tired, bone tired, and she didn’t think she could do anything else other than to go to bed this night. She had had more clarity about the last six years in one night than she had had for the last six years. The irony. She stepped into the living room, and Justin was there. He was seated at the edge of the couch, he stood up immediately as he saw her. Luna watched his eyes go urgently from her head all the way down to her toes, and then they came back to her face. There was anger, mixed with a host of other emotions, they swirled like storms in his eyes. “Where have you been?” he demanded. “I told Jake not to leave you, I told him to stay with you, damn it.” Luna heard the frustration in his voice, the t
Not needing any more invitation, Justin’s hands tightened around her waist even more firmly, he took control of the kiss and deepened it. One of his hands came up to grip the back of her neck, he held her head firmly, kissing her like his life depended on it. Luna welcomed the aggression, she needed it, in fact. She had been feeling tired and wrung out way too much these past few days, she needed to feel something else. And it looked like that something else was going to be this. Raw, sexual, powerful heat. She moaned into his mouth again, Justin’s other hand had started to move underneath her top, his fingers splayed over her bare flesh. Luna felt heat seared into the parts of her body Justin’s fingers were on. Was she on fire? Heat seared through her, and it felt like it was coming from within. If ever a woman needed to die by internal combustion, it was like this. Both of Justin’s hands came back down, he hefted her up from the back of her knees. Surprised, because she hadn
Luna slowly opened her eyes, she squinted against the sun rays coming in through the blinds, she covered her face with her hand. She tried to get her bearings. As her brain processed, she tried to bring the events of the previous night to the forefront of her mind. And then it all came rushing back. Luna didn’t jump out of bed, she didn’t jerk or act startled. She just lay in bed, eyes open and staring blindly at the sheet wrapped around her. Oh shit, she thought silently to herself. She had slept with Justin, again. And this time, she had initiated it. Luna took a minute to marvel at her boldness, as she remembered how she had thrown herself at Justin. Unlike last time though, she didn’t bother to chastise herself. She had been lucid and very aware of what she was doing the night before when she moved in on Justin, she hadn’t been naive. And she wasn’t even now. She had wanted what happened between them last night, to happen, and she didn’t feel any different now that the sun
Luna drank her juice to step down the last forkful of spaghetti she had taken. Her plate was cleared, so was Justin, she noticed as she glanced at his plate. “So?” she asked, her lips twitching as she stared at him. He was seated opposite her, they were still in the kitchen, but now the mess Justin had made cooking had been cleared away and they had just finished eating the simple pasta Luna had cooked. Justin still had that annoyed look on his face, but Luna knew it was more because he was unwilling to let go of the fact that his surprise breakfast in bed plan hadn’t taken off, than anything. “It’s definitely better than a ruined kitchen and no food at all,” he replied. Luna threw her head and laughed. Pouty and disgruntled Justin was definitely a sight to behold. “I still cannot believe that ridiculous thing is a five star meal!” he exclaimed, talking about the dish he had been trying to make. Luna laughed some more, her belly rolling with the action. Tears started to co
Flashback. Luna looked at herself in the mirror, she ran a hand gently down her hair. She was getting ready for the press conference she was about to give. The interviewer and her camera crew were downstairs even now, in the living room, waiting for her. She had put the news out last week that she had something to say regarding the news that had been circulating in the media about her father, she was planning to debunk it. Luna knew she was new to the scene and she didn’t know much about the press and the power plays that were involved in it. She didn’t know the inner workings of it all, but she knew they had all heard about her plan to make a statement. She knew the news had gotten to them all, there was no way one station heard about it, and the others didn’t. The press was a vine, even she knew that much. And yet only one studio had gotten back to her. A small news company, New York Morning. The interviewer had reached out to her yesterday and scheduled a meeting with her for
Present. Luna stared at the screen of the tablet in her hand, she read the headline of the article on it. She scoffed, shaking her head. “I cannot believe this,” she said. She scrolled, read some more. “I cannot believe this,” she said again. She looked up at Rita, who was seated on the stool at the head of the kitchen island. “This is her doing, this is so her work, it had Moira written all over it.” Rita looked like she wasn’t hearing anything she didn’t know before, she shrugged. “You don’t have to convince me,” she said. “I know she’s behind it. I mean, even before I called my sources at the the Daily World to confirm it, I already knew it was her.” Luna shook her head, she could feel anger already starting to spread through her. “She can’t keep doing this,” she said, suddenly tired of it all. “She can’t keep ruining people’s lives through this, exposing things that are supposed to stay hidden to the media, or even releasing stories that aren’t real!” Luna dropped the
“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