Luna paced across the hotel room, her sneakers squeaking on the floor. Luke leaned against the window frame, his eyes fixed intently on her as he watched with concern. "Try to calm down," he said softly.But Luna couldn't shake off the feeling of distress that weighed heavily on her. George's text arrived promptly at 11 AM; "A representative of mine will arrive at 2 PM with the documents. Be ready." Luna checked her watch for the umpteenth time. 1:56 PM. What was she doing?! Waiting anxiously for George's representative to arrive, so she can just surrender the business she struggled to build to a man who almost ruined her?! The thought sent a wave of nausea over her. How could she trust George's words? He'd proven time and time again that he would stop at nothing to destroy her. And yet, here she was, about to sign away her company, her passion, her everything. "What am I doing?" she whispered to herself, although her voice was loud enough for Luke to pick up what she said. "Luna,
Luna's car screeched to a halt outside the house, and she wasted no time in getting out. She grabbed her purse and rushed out, almost forgetting to turn off her engine. The door swung open before she could knock. Marcus stood in the doorway, a small smile on his face crept up as he saw her. "Luna, thank God you're here."Her eyes darted past him, searching for Sophia."Where's..." He stepped aside, revealing her fragile figure on the couch. Sophia's eyes–a bit sunken–met Luna's. Her skin appeared a bit pale and subtle hints of dark circles framed her eyes. Luna's breath caught.She rushed to Sophia's side, dropping to her knees. "Oh my God. Soph..."Her lips curled into a weak smile. "Hey..."Luna enveloped her in a gentle hug, tears flowing down her cheeks. Sophia's gentle frame shook in her arms, and Luna's heart broke. "I'm so sorry," she croaked out. Marcus discreetly excused himself, leaving the two friends alone as he went to get some food for Sophia. As Luna held her, memori
Sophia locked herself inside, slamming the door shut behind her. The sound echoed through the hallway, a reminder of her outburst.She stood still, her back pressed against the door, and closed her eyes. Why had she yelled at Luna like that? Memories of Luna's hurt expression haunted her. Sophia's eyes wandered around the room, settling on familiar objects as her brain swirled with thoughts.Her eyes landed on a photo of her and Luna at the beach. The difference between then and now stung.With a frustrated grunt, she pushed away from the door and began pacing. The conversation with Luna replayed in her mind, racing with conflicting emotions. Anger, confusion, and frustration wrestled for the top spot. Sophia's hands curled into balls as she stopped in front of the window. Her eyes blazed with a mix of fury and desperation. She spun away, her gaze sweeping the room and walked to the dresser, where she yanked open a drawer. Clothes flew out as her hands rummaged through, searching for
"Good morning, everyone," her shaky voice echoed through the room as she began. Luna stood at the head of the conference table, scanning the room filled with familiar faces. Taking a deep breath, she continued, the weight of what she was about to say settled heavily like a stone in her stomach. "It is with a heavy heart that I announce my decision to step down as CEO....effective immediately," her voice cracked. The room that was once filled with the hushed chattering of her former employees now erupted into stunned silence. Their eyes once filled with admiration and respect for her, now held confusion and concern. "I've decided to transfer my position, shares and responsibilities to Mr. George Garrett." Gasps and whispers spread through the small crowd like a shock wave. Luna's gaze locked on the door, anticipating the inevitable. As if on cue, the door swung open, and George walked in; a smug smile spreading across his face. Luna's eyes turned to slits, pain searing her heart. "I
Luna softly walked across the room, her bare feet barely making a sound. She went into her kitchen and grabbed a bottle from the fridge, generously pouring herself a glass of wine. As she came out of the kitchen, her puffy eyes met Luke's, his watchful gaze following her every move."Drink?" she asked, her voice sounding husky.Luke shook his head, "Nah, I'm good."Luna's shoulders rose in a quick, nonchalant shrug. "Suit yourself." She settled beside him on the couch, the cushion sinking under her weight. The rich aroma of the wine filled her nose, and she inhaled it deeply, letting the comfort wash over her.As she sipped her wine, Luke's stare never left her. His expression softened as he noticed the faint tremble of her hand as she raised the glass to her lips, and the way her eyes–which were fixed on the floor in a distant gaze–drooped under the weight of her swirling emotions.Luke's heart swelled, and his hands itched to just reach out and wrap around her so they could chase a
Sophia paced back and forth in her living room, her nervous gaze fixed intently on Luna and Luke who sat together on the couch. Marcus leaned against the armchair, his arms crossed. "And you're sure this is gonna work?" she asked, her teeth nibbling on the tip of her index finger. "I don't want us infuriating George more than we already have." Luna and Luke exchanged a reassuring glance. "Sophia, we've gone over this," Luke started calmly, "It's going to work. We just need solid evidence to make sure he can't bribe his way out.""But what if something goes wrong? Anything could happen and George..." she stopped in her sentence, a cold shudder running through her. Luna stood up and walked over to where she stood, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Nothing will happen, Soph. We're going to make sure you're safe." She held Luna's gaze, her expression still sceptical before she nodded and took a deep breath. "Okay...okay." "But first, we need to know exactly what happened whe
George leaned back in Luna's chair, a triumphant smile spreading across his face. "Finally, what we need is within our grasp."Vanessa's eyes sparkled with shared excitement, a cunning smirk plastered on her lips. "How foolish of Luna to make things easier for us," she chuckled lightly.His gaze wandered around the office, taking in the victory he'd attained. Luna's once–perfect space now seemed soiled by his presence. He relished the thought of crushing the empire and legacy she'd painstakingly built.But he wasn't done yet."Unfortunately, we still have a thorn in our path," he clenched his fists. "I got Luna's share and position in the company, but I still don't have full control over it."Just then, the door to the office creaked open and they both shifted their attention to it. "Speak of the devil," he muttered under his breath, his voice dripping with sarcasm as Sophia walked in.Sophia's eyes flashed with a mix of anger and disgust, her lips curling up as she saw George–seated
The coffee shop's bell chimed as the door pushed open, its dimly lit and warm interior wrapped around Luna. The fresh smell of the beverage filled her nose as she made her way to the counter and ordered a cup of coffee. As she turned to take a seat, her eyes caught sight of someone at the far end of the coffee shop–with his head buried in his phone. She walked over to his booth and slid in, taking a seat on the opposite side. When he noticed her presence, he looked up, and his eyebrows shot up in surprise."Hi," Luna said quietly as she settled in."Hey," he replied, dropping his phone on the table. "I didn't know you also took coffee," she mused, eyeing the steaming cup he held in his right hand. He chuckled a bit before he replied, "When you've got loads of work threatening to wring your neck, coffee's the only thing that keeps you going," he paused for a brief moment as he reflected on his words. "Well, coffee and other stuff."Luna threw her head back a bit and laughed, the bubb
Sophia sank into the couch, enveloped by the darkness that had become her new companion. Night had long since fallen but she hadn't noticed. Days blended together, each one a copy of the last as she kept herself confined within the walls of her house. Just the thought of stepping outside made her skin crawl.As she mindlessly flipped through the channels, the combination of news anchors, laughter, and commercials only got on her nerves. Her lips curled into a peeved snarl as nothing grabbed her attention.Nothing distracted her from the boiling anger and hurt that nestled in her chest.Luna's face was inscribed front and centre in her mind. Her familiar smile now twisted in her memory, a regular reminder of the knife she'd thrust into her back.How could she? Sophia's thoughts burned with resentment. She tightened her fingers around the remote, her knuckles white with rage. She thought of all the times she'd been there for Luna; supporting, encouraging, and listening to her. And this
The faint light of the afternoon seeped in through the blinds, casting a mild glow over his rugged features. He lay still, his eyes fixed on the ceiling as he got lost in thoughts of her.The soft kisses, warm hugs, and infectious laughter still swirled in his head. Her inviting scent, a subtle blend of jasmine and olive, still lingered in his memory. For a moment, he took a deep breath in, hoping to get even a whiff of her again. But was disappointed when the smell of tequila greeted him.He recalled the way her rosy lips would curve into a beautiful smile whenever he teased her. The way her lovely voice always drew him in when she spoke and her eyes?...."Ughh," he groaned as he pressed his hands on his face.How could he have been so stupid? Time seemed to fade away as he relived every moment they'd shared—from the first night they'd met to the last time he was in her house. His chest constricted, emotions spiralling like a maelstrom. Guilt, loyalty and longing intertwined, making
George set his bourbon glass down and leaned back on the couch, his eyes turning to slits as he clenched his jaw. "What is it?" his voice remained calm, a deliberate opposition to the tension in Regina's voice."Luna confronted me tonight at a gala I attended," she said, her words dripping with contempt but George could sense the uneasiness hiding beneath them. "She accused me of lacing her drink that night."His gaze shifted to the crystal glass on his table, the dark amber liquid glowing in the soft lighting of the room. He poured himself another shot, the ice clinking against the glass. "Tell me everything," he said, his voice sounding low and measured.He listened intently as Regina recounted the confrontation, her words spilling at a normal pace. "....and then she had the audacity to walk away from me," she said, spitting out venom as she concluded.George's gaze was fixed on the glass in his hand as he swirled the bourbon in it, watching the liquid sway from side to side. Luna
Marcus raised an eyebrow, curiosity written across his face. “Regina? Why do you want to see her all of a sudden?”Luna’s gaze flicked up, and she smiled, a thin, calculated line. “I just want to talk business with her.”“Suddenly, you want to talk business with her?” he asked, eyeing her inquisitively.“It’s just business, Marcus,” she replied calmly, her tone sounding almost stoic. “Nothing more.”But her mind told a different story, memories flooding back like a dark wave. The last time she’d seen Regina, her senses were clouded because of the substance Regina used to lace her drink. It was all George’s plan though; to have her men take advantage of Luna and capture it all on camera for the whole world to see. Luna’s stomach churned, disgust and fury burning within.Yet, Luke had saved her that night. His intervention had saved her the humiliation, the shame.Luna’s eyes shifted back to the papers on the desk, her brow furrowed as a faint crease formed between her eyebrows. Her lip
Luna’s thumb hovered over the play button, hesitating for a moment before pressing down on the screen. The video sprang to life on her phone with the two brothers filling the frame. She’d watched it countless times, yet the pain still felt like a freshly opened wound.Luna’s eyes narrowed as she analysed the two of them and their every word. Luke’s smile, once warm and beautiful, now seemed manipulative. “…we’re on the same page here. I’ll take care of things here on my end and you don’t have to worry about anything.”The words were laced with such sincerity and his eyes were bright with conviction. He lied to her. He had always lied to her. But she saw the truth now.The way he acted like he didn’t know her history with George, the way he meticulously coaxed her into signing over her shares, and the way he sweetly talked her into revealing her trade secrets. Every single thing became clear to Luna now.Her gaze lingered on George’s face and the smug smile plastered on it as he pa
Luna's eyes stayed glued to the screen, the video replaying for what seemed like the hundredth time since yesterday. His words, laced with conviction, echoed in her mind as he spoke: "We're on the same page here. I'll take care of things on my end and you don't have to worry about anything."Each replay twisted the knife deeper into her heart, destroying the fragile strings of trust she had left. How could she have entrusted her heart, her secrets, and the future of her company to someone who so heartlessly plotted against her?How could she have been so stupid to trust him? Memories of their laughter, their conversations, and passion now mocked her, a bittersweet reminder of her foolishness and vulnerability. The ache within her swelled and she felt a wave of nausea wash over her as she remembered the kisses and intimate moments they'd shared.A knock on her house door broke through the suffocating silence and it made her skin jump. Luna's gaze shifted toward the door of her room,
Luke leaned back in his chair, fingers intertwined, as the past flooded his mind. His eyes drifted, lost in a maze of memories.That day still lingered in his mind, a festering wound that he'd tried so hard to cover up. It was Sophia's birthday and he'd planned out the perfect surprise. He had been away from Georgia for a month–buried in work–and he just couldn't wait to envelop her in his arms again after so long. The distance between them had been weighing heavily on him, but the thought of reuniting was what kept him going.As he pulled up to Sophia's house, anticipation coursed through his veins. He imagined her bright smile, the cute sparkle in her eyes. But the scene that greeted him shattered his world.The image burned itself into Luke's brain – Sophia, pinned against the wall, with another man's hand roaming her body. Luke's heart stopped beating for a moment as rage and excruciating pain wrestled for the top spot. He felt like he'd been punched in the gut and he was unable t
The scene before her was in disarray and her eyes widened in shock and horror. Papers were scattered everywhere, furniture was overturned, and Sophia stumbled around like a wild animal with a huge bottle of alcohol in her mouth. Luna's nose scrunched up as the smell of whiskey wafted her nose and she caught sight of a broken bottle lying at the corner of the room–this was clearly not her first bottle."Jesus Christ, Sophia, stop! You're going to hurt yourself, what's wrong with you?" Luna pleaded, rushing towards her but Sophia's response was a deadly glare, her eyes blazing with fury and hurt."S-Stay away from me, Luna," she spat. "You backstabbing... cheating...thief!" Her voice cracked, slurred by the inevitable effect of the alcohol. Sophia's face was reddened, and hot tears streamed down her face, mixing with the mascara and ruining her makeup.Luna raised her hands, palms up in a calming gesture. "Sophia, please - we can talk about this,” she said softly.A whimper escaped Soph
Her fingers trembled as she accepted the sealed documents from Em, her name scribbled in bold letters across the front. Em's hesitant expression sparked curiosity, but Luna's focus remained on the papers. "What's this?" she asked, eyeing the package in her hands. The secretary's eyes darted around the living room for a brief moment before settling on Luna. "I had to deliver it by Mr. George's instructions. It seemed urgent and very important," she shuddered, remembering the way he gazed at her unnervingly. Luna's brows furrowed, confusion etched on her face. What could George want with her now? Hadn't he already done enough? With hesitant fingers, she parted the sealed edges. The contents spilt out, revealing a small stack of documents. As she scanned the pages, Luna's eyes slowly widened. Her mind reeled as she struggled to understand the words dancing before her. Shares, assets, and transfer of ownership... Her name was everywhere. And George's signature was boldly inscribed at