All Chapters of The Luna He Can't Forget: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

LYZAMy eyes immediately went to the woman Janine looked at. That's when I saw this woman. The woman is wearing a stunning gown that hugged her curves in all the right places. She was average-looking, but I can feel her confidence. Her dark brown hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her dark brown eyes scanned the room. I could feel her gaze on me, and it made me uncomfortable.Janine introduced us to each other, and Darlyn raised an eyebrow at me, scanning my look. I could feel that this woman had a big connection with Anna, my past life.“Darlyn, this is Lyza. A new friend. Lyza, this is Darlyn. My best friend,” Janine smiled.Darlyn ignored me, and I felt bad, but Janine whispered to her that I was a business entrepreneur, and Darlyn's attitude changed instantly.As we chatted, Darlyn's snide remarks and veiled insults made it clear that she didn't like me. I tried to remain calm, but I could feel my temper rising. I refused to let her get the better of me, but it was clear that s

LYZA As soon as our eyes met, I felt a strange and intense connection with Dante Rossi. His deep gray eyes seemed to stare right through me, and I couldn't help but feel drawn to him. I tried to compose myself, but my heart was racing and my palms were sweaty. I had never felt this way before, and it was both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time. As we introduce to each other, I tried my best to act calm and composed, but I couldn't help but feel like a bumbling idiot in front of him. His presence was so commanding, and his chiseled features and toned body were breathtaking. I felt like I was in a dream, and I didn't want to wake up. As I stood before the Lycan King Dante, my heart was pounding in my chest. I couldn't believe that I was finally meeting him in person. I know that he has a connection to Anna. The visions are not clear, and I have still to find it out. Dante's shock was evident on his face as he looked at me. I could tell that he was trying to place where he h

LYZAAs I walk towards my car, I can feel my heart racing. I'm excited and nervous all at once. I can't believe I just spent the night with Dante. He's the kind of guy that every girl dreams of being with. I want him to be crazy for me, to think about me all the time, to not be able to get me out of his head. I also don’t understand what the hell is happening to me.But how can I make him feel that way? I need to be careful not to be too available to him. I can't just jump every time I see him. I need to be a mystery to him, to keep him guessing. That's how I'll make him crazy for me.As I get into my car, I take a deep breath and smile to myself. I'm so lucky to have Dante’s attention today. He's everything I've ever wanted in a man. He's kind, caring, and supportive. He makes me feel alive, like anything is possible. But well, I’m not here for Dante. I need to make my mission first. This is for Anna.I need to be careful. I can't let my guard down around him too much. But before I c

LYZA "It's okay, Nico. I understand," I replied, trying to sound as friendly as possible. Nico's smile turned into a bittersweet one, and I could see a hint of sadness in his eyes. "I thought you were Anna from afar. We've been friends since we were kids." I could tell that Nico missed Anna dearly, and it broke my heart. I wanted to help him, but I didn't know how. All I knew was that I needed to complete my mission to honor Anna's memory. "I'm sorry for your loss," I said softly, hoping it would offer him some comfort. Nico's expression softened, and he thanked me before we started talking about Anna. As we talked, I felt a sense of familiarity with Nico. It was like we had known each other for a long time, even though we had just met. I couldn't explain it, but I felt comfortable around him. “Anyway, can I invite you for brunch? What’s your name again, Miss?” “I’m Lyza Pressman. And sure, I’m not eating yet either,” I said. The restaurant that Nico brought me to was a fine-d

DANTE I stepped into my private office, a space that reflected the aura of authority and power I had acquired over the years. The room exuded an air of sophistication, adorned with sleek, dark wood furniture and adorned with tasteful artwork. The scent of leather and freshly brewed coffee lingered in the air, creating an atmosphere of productivity and focus. It was my sanctuary, a place where I could escape the demands of the world and immerse myself in the intricacies of running the Rossi Group of Companies and from my father’s demands. Before leaving for the office earlier, I took a long, hot shower, hoping to wash away the weight of regret that seemed to cling to my soul. Water cascaded over my weary body, the steam enveloping me in its comforting embrace. As the droplets fell, I couldn't help but think of Anna, the love of my life. I wished I could have protected her from the clutches of my malevolent father, but alas, I had failed. Regret gnawed at my heart, a constant companion