Semua Bab Alpha Damon And Emily, His Contract Luna : Bab 51 - Bab 60

Zac’s POVPlaying a character is so hard. I coughed over a hundred times when Damon, my boss, first lit my cigarette. I could handle alcohol, no doubt. I take it like I take water, no biggie. But puffs? Well, I've been made to do it once, and I'm sure I'd never repeat it. Damon made Farh drive me in his newly acquired cyber truck. Proud bastard. “So are you going to get talking?” Emily asked. “You know, about your illegal business.” She added. She's not the girl I used to know any longer. This one was bolder, more outspoken. Emily I used to know was a little more timid, I mean, she'd always been blunt, but not this blunt. I snickered a bit. I had a feeling that Damon wanted the meeting to go without me revealing my identity to her, but since he did not give any clear instructions to that effect, I was gonna default. The absence of law is the absence of crime. “Gotten a name now?” I asked her. Her brows furrowed, and she leaned back. It'd become a staring competition. I

Damon's POV Every second Zac spent in there with Emily made me ask myself if I was a fool for not properly thinking these things through. ‘I think you want to see her.’ I remember Farh chirping, after watching me knead my thighs in intense expectation. I ignored him, even though he was very correct, and both of us knew it. I didn't play my cards right at the ball. I'm very sure the kindest emotion she feels towards me is repulsion. “Any other thing you want me to know?” I asked Zac. “Yes,” He replied, “Our phones switched for some reason.” “Here.” I handed his over to him, and took mine. Zac didn't say anything, we just quietly switched. I didn't trust him too much. I needed to find out what he'd been up to, so I sacrificed eavesdropping on their convo, for a moment with his phone. Funny stuff? The phone was half empty. Nothing worthy to see. Just a bunch of texts, from him to me, and all other staff at Damon Inc. Nothing else. I flung the phone to the b

Zacs POVHeaven knows I did a great deal holding myself back from lurching at Damon with the trash he was asking. Every new question he asked made me further convinced that this is the wrong place for me. Him ordering me out was almost the last straw, but I had one more thing to do. I literally counted down till 5pm. My eyes only left my watch to attend to a few things on my screen. Otherwise, I was so damn fixated on getting out of his freaking establishment. For all I cared he could blast off. With the subtle message I left Emily, I had a more interesting half of the day to look forward to, hopefully. I needed to return Damon's wretched shoes, and clothes, they weren't bad looking, he was just very badly behaved. My clothes were in the car, and more than once, I'd done a quick change or redress in the garage, so I decided to go for it again. I entered the office garage, like I do any other day. Cautiously checking for presence of any other life form. When I'd satisfied myse

Zyna’s POVMy change in status from farmgirl to Luna, was something that I couldn't afford to revert. While Damon and I were not on good terms, actually, things have been that way for well over half a decade. The most peaceful parts of our lives were the parts where we were just getting to know each other. Infatuation, coupled with the never ending things I learnt about how long his money was, made me want to love him all the more. Maybe I did regret how I got him at some point, I'd never regret that I got him. And to show gratitude to mother Destiny, I kept doing my best to keep him. When I heard that he'd been seeing other women, right after he retired me from being both PA and wife, to being just his wife, I decided to use the extra time on my hands to get my butt procedure done in Turkey It took me about three months to fully heal, and trust me when I saw Damon had gone at it with almost all the ladies in the pack at that time. I was helpless and constantly needed care. Th

Emily's POV “He'll be down in a minute.” Zac said to me. It's the first time we're seeing each other since the meeting at my office. I tried to stare at him for longer, actually look at him, but his eyes were shifty, and he didn't look like he had so much interest in me. I was a bit wounded, but I'd come for a much worthy cause. “Would've been nice if Freda came with you.” He said Zac stirred his tea a little too deliberately, sending the poor thing swirling like a volcano. “She's in the car. I asked her to wait a bit.” I replied to him. He said nothing and looked out in the direction of the café garage. I furrowed my brows a bit, wondering where the attitude was from. For a man who'd kissed me silly only a few days ago, I was getting a lot of negative signals. “Can't say I'm not grateful you sent her though.” He said, smiling. I couldn't have heard right. “What do you mean?” I asked him, what he'd said initially flew over my head. “I said, I can'