Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE LUNA I NOW CRAVE: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

Vanya's POVSo far, so good, whatever it was Marco and Emily were hiding from me, nothing. No leads, nothing left out of place, no mistakes no matter how little. So far, it was nothing but a dead end.I pushed the both of them aside, focusing on the most pressing of them all. That monster, Cian. I picked up my phone, looking at the final text he had sent me. I scoffed, placing the phone face down on the table.One thing for sure, was that Cian would forever go after what he wanted and made sure that he got it. He would never, now nor in the near future get off my back, and I couldn't have him have his way any longer. I have been a fool for so long, and that was the end of my foolishness. I had had enough. I had to fight back. But how? He was an alpha and well, I was... An orphan, living with her father's friend.I had to do something. If not to get him off my back permanently, to get him off temporarily, until I found a better solution.My mind drifted to Tristan, what could Tristan p

Vanya's POV"Ahhh!!"I yelled at the top of my voice, hitting the steering wheel of my car, it's horn blaring with every blow I landed on it. I looked at the windshield of my car, wanting to shatter it to pieces. Any other mate would have jumped at the offer. How dare he try to be so righteous and reasonable? Like hell he didn't want to mark me. I could tell from his eyes that he wanted me. When you want something, and it's tossed right in front of you, given to you in a diamond platter, what stops you from taking it?!Was he trying to go by the norm of having something because you earned it? The idea of it's not really yours except you worked for it, sweated for it, fought for it and earned it. Shitty idea! I punched the horn, blaring it off so loud that a can was thrown in my direction by a woman. "Take your noise somewhere else, we don't need it!!" She yelled. I put on my sunglasses, wund down the glass of my car, and flashed the woman a finger, sending her into shock mode. Windi

Vanya's POVWe walked side by side, walking towards his car. The dinner had gone fine. That was the only word I could find to describe it. The air was awfully empty, everyone , mostly the kids stealing glances at Tristan as he ate. The states were so uncomfortable, that he had been so self conscious and he choked. Ryan offered him water, watching closely as he gulped it down. He seemed so fascinated, watching Tristan eat. "If you keep watching him like that, he'll choke a second time." Andrew whispered into his brother's ear, loud enough for everyone at the table to hear. "Shhhh." Emilia hushed. "You don't talk while eating.""You're talking while eating auntie." Andrew replied as innocently as possible."That's because I'm the elder." She replied. "And the elder tells the children what to do that's good for them. So, don't talk while eating." She pointed her fork at both of them.Tristan raised his head from his food, looking at me. I immediately broke eye contact with him, focusin

Vanya's POVI rubbed my eyes, the events of yesterday night replaying on repeat in my head. I squealed with glee, kicking my legs like a baby does when the feeding bottle is shoved into it's mouth. Remembering that I was in my office on a work day, I behaved myself, putting on my CEO veil.I opened the files on my table, ad began going through them. Deal and what nots. Grey eyes flashed before my own eyes, that was how I lost concentration. My hands went to my lips, and all over again, I could feel his lips on mine. The way his lips moved against them, the way he pulled me close to him, held me. I could feel his body warmth all over again, my hands on his broad chest, then around his beautiful slender but thick neck."Miss Vanya?"I zoomed out of the land of the past to the land of the present, coming eyeball to eyeball with Tara."Yes?"She handed me papers, more paper work. "I have enough paperwork, to last me a month Tara. Would you mind compiling them digitally and sending it to me

Vanya's POVI walked into the house, the lights were still on meaning that someone was still up. "You're back late." Marco said when I closed the door behind me. "The event must have ended late." Somehow, to me, he sounded tired, weary and down."Yeah, it did." Actually, it didn't. Tristan and I had had dinner before he drove me home. I couldn't mention Tristan to Marco, or anyone else to prevent questions and mischievous smirks I didn't have the strength to answer. Taking off my shoes and dropping them at the entrance into the sitting room. "Where's Emilia and the kids?""Fast asleep in their rooms.""And why are you up so late?""Thinking." Oh! Sometimes, I forget that Marco was a billionaire who had to think and put things together in his head and physically for the good of his company. "About?""A lot Vanya." He exhaled. " A lot." When he said a lot, was whatever he and Emilia had been hiding from me part of it? And just like that? My curiosity came running back. "Is what you'v