All Chapters of Alpha Damon And Emily, His Contract Luna : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Zac’s POV “I'm honoured you agreed to do this with me.” I said as soon as she picked the video call. We'd decided to make it a video call, because those were harder to tap in to, seeing as we were still really involved with the police. “Yeah, yeah. You're just gonna have to overlook my untidy space and my swollen eyes.” She sighed. “You're still as pretty as ever, Emily.” I said to her, She turned her face away, though she didn't look it, I knew it meant a lot to her. “And your hair too.” I chuckled. I only just realised that she'd worn a wig the last time we saw. Her hair was cut low. “It was annoying me.” She explained, in an undertone. “I respect that. ” I said, clearing my throat. Small talk was over. We needed to start talking about why we were there. “Emily, believe me or not, it only just occurred to me yesterday, that Damon's wife was Zyna, FROM groomers, YOUR own Zyna!” With the same enthusiasm I still felt. “That's slow. You've been working for her hu

Emily's POV “Why would you do that?!” I challenged Adrian. “Do what?” He asked, throwing the last piece of whatever he was chewing into his mouth. “Don't you think we need to talk?” “I do, but this is obviously not the time to remind me.” I said. “Are you mad at me?” He asked me. “Yes. I am, very.” I answered. And he didn't look apologetic. Not for anything, ending my call, or scaring me so bad. “You know?” He started, “that's funny, cause I'm mad at you too.” “That's a you issue.” I said. I was beyond pissed. I picked my laptop up and headed for the living room. “Oh wow!” He exclaimed. “Emily?” He called out, following me. “Do you think you'd ever grow out of this, and maybe we'll get to that phase where we can confront our situations like adults?” He asked me. “Oh, great question. If you are at ‘that phase’, and you had to stay away from me for two full days, before confronting ‘our’ situation, my answer is no.” I stated clearly. “One more thing. Feel

Adrian's POV I knew she was keeping something away from me, and my guts rarely ever lie. Coupled with the fact that I heard bits and pieces of the last part of their conversation. I only backed out cause I didn't know who she was talking to, and I didn't want them to know me either. “Emily, we have to be honest with each other.” I looked her in the eye. “How would you feel if roles were reversed and I gave you info in bits and pieces, and half truths?” I asked her. “Adrian, the same breath in which you make me feel like the most precious thing in the world, is the same with which you make me look like a scum.” Her hands fell to her sides, and she looked away. “No man could ever make you feel that way, Emily. And you know I'd never do that, not intentionally at least.” I argued. “Well, that's the thing, Adrian. You never want to do things, you just do them.” She sighed and got up. “Emily, can we please have a conversation that you're not trying to run from?” I asked her

Emily's POV “What the fuck?!” I yelled at Adrian. “Watch your tone, Emily!” He raised his voice at me. Adrian had never spoken to me that way. The last three week In Malta had been nothing but pure bliss even though I was dragged like a criminal from sleep. We'd gone to bed that night pissed at each other, I didn't even know that Adrian slept at mines. I woke up the next morning, rather, I was woken up the next morning to get a few essentials because ‘the plane was leaving soon’. I thought it was crazy, and I hate for him to control me, but I could not overlook the effort he put into it. I also crossed my heart, hoping that something would happen. Something of any kind that would make life better for me. Fast forward to three weeks after… My email was full, my mailbox was full, and this was all because Adrian suggested we get a different phone so we don't get caught up in the life we left behind. “How is it my fault for wanting to give you a good time?” He asked, with

Emily's POV “Is it just me or you look a little too overdressed?” Zac joked as he came out of Damon Inc. The place had had a complete renovation. “Well, hell has gotten a face-lift.” I joked, in an attempt to distract Zac and I from my dressing, staring at the building. “Welcome, Emily” Zac smiled at me pitifully, putting his hands in his pocket. “I totally understand if you have something to do. I can just wait and we have it tomorrow.” I didn't even have the mental strength to look him in his eyes. “Don't be silly!” Zac lifted my chin up with a finger. “I'm not trying to, it's just, this is five hours past when we were supposed to meet. I didn't mean to delay you” I added. I saw that Zac was trying so hard to have eye to eye contact, but my glasses made it difficult, and I liked it that way. Just before steppingout, I checked my rear view mirror and saw that I had a blood stain in my eye, must have been his nails as he struggled with me. Memories of the morning