Luna smiled at her friend. “How did you get to be so wise?”Rita shrugged, a sly smile on her face as she leaned back in her own chair.“Years and years of badass living myself,” she replied, confidence in her every word. “No one else can be me, I don’t want to be anybody else. Also, I can’t be anyone else, because life is balanced. If no one else can be me, then I can’t be anyone else. Except the person I made myself to be. That, we have power over.”Luna looked at Rita. “You are wise,” she said bemusedly.Rita shrugged again. “I told you, badass living. Anyway, so are you up for it again? Our revenge plan against Moira?”Luna shrugged. “I don’t know. I am not afraid of becoming her anymore, that’s no longer it. Like you said, I am who I am, and I can’t be anyone else. I don’t want to be anyone else. And that’s precisely why I don’t feel like doing the revenge anymore. Moira is the type of person who does the kind of petty stuff she did at the party last night, I’m not. I’ll jus
“I can’t believe I didn’t see this,” Rita said minutes later.Moira had left, and Rita had burst into Luna’s office mere seconds later with her tablet in her hand, and the stock reports on the screen. One look at Luna’s face had told Rita that Luna already knew. They were back to seating the way they had been before Moira walked in.“I should have seen this,” Rita said again, anger at herself evident in her tone.Luna just closed her eyes wearily, she opened them again and looked at her best friend.“You shouldn’t beat yourself up too much. No one can know Moira’s secret unless she wants them to know her secrets.”“That bitch,” Rita said venomously. “Revenge is looking good right about now, isn’t it?”Luna shrugged. “Maybe.”“How are you not mad about this?!” Rita exploded when Luna doesn’t say anything more.“Of course I’m mad about it,” Luna countered.“You sure aren’t showing it,” Rita complained.“I’m mad, I’m just not beating myself up about it the way you’re doing,” Lu
“What in the world is wrong with this day?” Rita demanded minutes later.Honor had gone, and Rita was once again back in Luna’s office. This time though, she wasn’t seating down as she had been before, she was pacing.“No, seriously, what in the world is wrong with this day?” Rita demanded again. “Can nothing go right today?”Unlike Rita, Luna was seated, her head was thrown back on the headrest of her chair. Her eyes were closed.“Please, don’t jinx it,” she murmured.“You only jinx good days,” Rita said. “This one’s a day from hell. And it’s not even nine o’clock yet.”Rita sighed, she continued pacing.“First, the ex mother-in-law, who guards the hell we’re talking about here, comes to sink her claws into you and drop a bomb, and merely minutes after, the new shiny thing on the block- who is also a spawn of the she-devil ex mother-in-law from hell- comes in to do virtually the same.” Her eyes still closed, Luna heard, rather than saw, Rita’s hands fall to her sides. “I mean,
Luna stormed into Justin’s office headquarters. She strode across the wide lobby, straight past the reception desk. She didn’t need anyone to show her the way, she knew where Justin’s office was just fine on her own. And she also didn’t want him to know she was coming, the surprise advantage will give her a lever up on Justin to be able to question him and get the answers she wanted. Her showing up suddenly will not give him time to prepare, she could catch him off guard that way.She heard someone calling out out to her dimly from behind, she ignored them and continued on her way to the elevator. The elevator doors slid open as she got to it, it was empty, as Luna knew it would be, because it was Justin’s personal elevator to his office. “Ma’am, you can’t go in there, that’s reserved,” a security guard left his post at the opposite elevator to come after her.Luna looked at him over her shoulder as she entered the elevator. “Watch me,” she dared.His eyes narrowed at her audac
Luna read through the account statements her accounting division had sent to her via email a few hours ago. It was 11:59AM, her entire morning had been a series of going through account statements and expense reports. Luna wouldn’t call accounting her favorite part of her job, but she liked seeing the evidence of the work her company was doing outlined in spreadsheets, the positive and negative arranged in rows and columns. The practicality of it all helped her to stay on track with what was done, what was being done, what should be done and what needed to be done in the future.Without spreadsheets and accounting, Luna knew there would be chaos and imbalance. When there was chaos and imbalance, there was no control. And having been a woman with no control once before in a period of her life, Luna was not eager to give up the reins of control just yet now that she’d found them.Luna let out a breath as she realized she had let her mind wander there again. ‘There’, the place she ha
Two days later, Luna sat at her desk, Honor’s top designer at her fashion company seating in the chair across from her.“So, let me get this straight,” Andi DeLaughter, the designer, said, “you want me to be your personal designer even though you’ve got no fashion house, no affiliation or collaboration with the fashion industry and you rarely get invited to any fashion show or event that my work can be recognized and/or admired.”Since Andi hadn’t posed the statement as a question, Luna just shrugged. Andi’s eyes narrowed, she stared at Luna.“Huh,” she said simply.Luna found she wanted to smile, the twenty-three year old genius designer was obviously still well in her young and free prime, every emotion she was feeling was spelled out on her face, none masked or restrained in any way whatsoever. Now, her brows were furrowed as she appeared to be in thought.Luna had researched her- or Rita had, she amended to herself, at her request- and given that Andi had only been in the fas
Flashback.Luna wrung her fingers together nervously as Moira Lake made her way towards her. She had heard of her, she had read about her, and none of the things she’s heard or read even came close to the real live version of the woman making her way towards her.Luna swallowed, and her nerves only became even more agitated with each step Moira took towards her. And then she stopped in front of Luna, and Luna’s nerves calmed instantly. They had no choice but to be calm in the presence of such power.Moira’s gray eyes stared into hers, and Luna found herself hit with a mental punch to the gut from the force of power in the eyes staring at her. And Luna knew all the magazines and newspapers hadn’t been lying when they said Moira Lake was a ‘powerful woman’, she literally carried the power in every inch of her body.She smiled. Luna could see hints of warmth in her eyes as she did, and yet she got the feeling that even that was commanded there by Moira. The directness of Moira’s ga
Present.Luna stood on the porch as she watched Matt wave to her and drive away, she remained where she was for a little while longer, staring morosely into the dark night. She was feeling…. sad, was the word. All through the ride home, a melancholic feeling had been weighing heavily on her heart, and she knew the origin of the feeling.You know who just acted like? Moira. She couldn’t get the words, or the implication of them, out of her head. Breeze blew, Luna rubbed her hands down her arms to warm away the chill it brought. She finally turned to walk into her house, worried she might freeze to death if she stood outside for too much longer.Normally, Luna’s ritual was to command the lights on as soon as she walked in, but this time, she didn’t. Somehow, tonight, the dark fitted her, and the lights would have been too bright. She was wallowing, she realized. Or, she wanted to wallow, she amended silently.Luna rubbed a hand over her chest as she stood in the middle of her livi
“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