In his room, looking at the sleeping woman beside him, a man wore a frown in his face. Getting of from bed in his quietest manner, Harry put on his clothes and left the hotel.
Entering his car he noticed, the sun was far from rising. It was three o'clock in the morning, he was miles away from home, and he had nowhere to go now. Picking up his phone he wondered, did she answer his messages? Noticing the numerous messages he thought, even if she didn't it didn't matter. Who cares? She was another one, he knew many other beautiful, charming and sexy woman. He didn't need that one in special. Throwing his phone on the seat he drove away. She was an engaged woman, and that meant trouble, and he knew that. However, when was the last time he cared for it? He was used to obtain every type of woman. He could even recall the times when he conquered married woman, so why did she bother him so much? She was everything he didn't desire, she was parent approved.
"Stop it." He scream to himself. "Just call Veronica, she will do."
After all, he was Harry Brooks. He would wait for no woman, especially compromised ones. He knew well how that went.
As the sun rose, light started to peak out the window, waking the brunette woman up who rested her head on the white marbled table. Opening her eyes slowly, she protested, slapping the man right next to her with light shoved.
"Noah, wake up." She got up from her chair, cracking her back bones, regretting giving in to the tiredness. "Go sleep on the bed."
Not saying anything, but giving loud grunts in response he went back to sleep.
Shoving him once again, she gave up.
Picking the numerous piles of paper on top of the table and putting it on a file, she went ahead to take a cold shower, she needed the best methods to wake up.
After being preparing some coffee and setting a breakfast table ready, she placed a light kiss on her brother's forehead and went on to go to her company. Entering her car, she greeted the driver and went out. Finding herself stuck inside her garage.
"Robbert. What is going on?" Luna asked as the car was unable to move. Looking through the window she noticed the numerous paparazzi's around it. What was going on?
"I don't know ma'am. I will try to go through them. " He said, slowly moving the car, carefully not to harm a soul.
Because of the bulletproof protection, no sound could be heard from the outside, and since the glass was so dark, Luna couldn't even resort to read the journalists lips. Throwing herself in her seat she could only wait until she arrived at the company to understand just what was going on.
Reaching the garage, and entering through the back, people found amusing to see their president act such way. She would usually go in from the front door so she could greet everyone properly.
However, noticing the ruckus around the company they could sort of comprehend.
"What is going on today? Were the auditions that impactful?" The woman asked her assistants who walked besides her. "The contract signing is a big deal but I didn't think it would interest the media ."
All the seven people around her couldn't believe their ears, so she didn't know.
Should they tell? Should they not?
"Luna." Camille said, taking out her phone and handing it to her boss. "I think you would want to see this."
Lifting her brow the brunette accepted it.
Reading the news she could only say one thing.
"Shit."
As the man entered the premises of his home, he parked his car and went directly to his bed. Feeling his phone vibrate on his pocket, he lifted his brow. Ready to turn it off, he smiled as he read the name on the screen.
"Noah here." He answered with a smile. "Good morning."
"Read the news." Irwin simply said, his voice filled with anger, hanging up right after.
Taking his phone away from his face and cursing, he locked the screen only for it to ring again.
"What is it?" He asked knowing that it was Luna on the other end of the line.
"Where are you?" She asked nervous.
Lifting his brow once again he sighed.
What was it with everyone today?
"Home. Why?" He answered as he threw himself in his bed.
"Oh no, no no. Tell me you are at my house."
Looking around and closing his eyes he was confused.
"No, I'm at mine. Why? Did you forget something? Want me to send my assistant to get you?"
"Read the news. Now. Prepare for the worse." She quickly said hanging up.
Grunting, he looked at his screen opening up the news. Eyes widening.
'Luna's spotted going home with Frey's conglomerate heir, Noah Frey. Is it a new Mr.Right?'
Looking at the picture of his car entering his sister's garage, along of her picture entering the car, it was with no doubt their faces, he should have thought about it before picking her up. No one knew they were related. He should have thought of this before. He went with Frey, she went with Gills. Who knew sounding preference would cause this much drama. Though it was something easy to solve, Noah knew well his sister. Telling their real relationship to to public would lead to a troublesome Christmas, so he would much more prefer to keep silent and find alternative ways to resolve this.
Gulping, he went ahead to read the whole article. With each word he could only feel disgust. It was his sister they were talking about, and him.
Forgetting how tired he was, he quickly got up from bed.
"'Is Luna the reason behind Noah's breakup?' What?" He read it out loud incredulous. "'Out of a marriage in between another's?' Are they out of their minds?"
Dialling a number he well knew, the man's expression changed.
Meanwhile in her company, Luna tried her best to focus on the present, leaving all her trouble behind. Somehow it seemed that the more she tried to avoid it, the more she attracted. Maybe it was her Karma.
"Mrs.Gills?" The young girl called. Noticing the other space out.
"Sorry Maya. Can you repeat it?"
"When am I going to start?"
Looking at the young girl, the woman docilely smiled.
"Now. You are a member of the Moonlight family. Carrie will guide you to the fifth floor." Luna Said, calling her assistant.
"There you can start your activities. The welcoming party will happen in a couple of days, Carrie will explain better, it's just for us to get to know each other. However it will still be an event for the press, and I believe that your talent should be showcased in it. Give a bit of a teaser for them to grasp. Of course, only if you want it though, I want you to feel comfortable."
Seeing the girl stay silent for a second Luna prepared for defeat.
"I will do it." Maya simply said, as if throwing all her courage in her words and saying it.
"No turning back." She said, turning to look at Carrie. "Carrie, can you?"
Looking at the beautiful woman, the blonde agreed.
"Off course."
As both woman left the room and the door shut. Luna's smile, turned into a frown. What the hell would she do now?
In a big office room, a man was conflicted, he had never taken Luna as the kind to date a compromised men, much less Noah Frey. The Frey's were known for their lowkey lifestyle. To even befriend a Frey was tough, so to date one, being a participant of the entertainment industry was very odd. It didn't make sense.
Being a old money, Leonard was well aware of their name, although they had some familiarities with each other, they were never close. They had two completely different beliefs. All he knew now, where old stories and some gossip he heard from his mother some time ago, but nothing he could recall. The Frey's in the end married another low key rich family and secluded themselves, so information about them became even harder to gather.
Not that he should worry about it too much, he and Luna were friends. She was a single woman, and she had all the right to date anyone. But as a friend he should help her, right? Specially if he has the power to do so, right?
Back at her office, Luna filled her mind with work, she would in the end grab some lunch with her brother and figure things out, so why stress about it now.
Finishing organising some things and drinking another cup of coffee, Luna now realised she was shaking. Taking a deep breath she got up from her chair. Two hours had already passed, she had gone through two days worth of paper work already, drank a litter of coffee, and not gotten up at all. Her legs felt a bit numb, so she decided to take a walk through the building. Because she had been so busy lately she barely had time to focus on herself. So, since she had time she decided to record something to fill in time.
Because today she knew she would be stuck in a office, she sported a more comfortable outfit. A simple creme suit, with a white silk shirt and embroidered moccasin. Her hair instead of her usual high ponytail, stood loose. Looking at her golden wrist watch, she timed it out. She had an hour to spend it with nothing then head out for lunch, but how would she do it? The building was surrounded by reporters, and her car was easily spotted, so she had to figure this out.
Meanwhile, a man was spotted walking out of his car, to the huge building.
Heading up to the presidential office, he took out his sunglasses.
"What did I say about barging in without knocking." The man said, remembering right after he had never said such thing.
However he was dead mad about the news.
"Look, I can explain it." The brunette defended himself approaching the other. "But, I will need you to have lunch with me."
Laughing with sarcasm the man only stared to the other.
"Lunch with you? Are you serious? Get out of my office."
Approaching even further, Noah looked at his beloved face, staring deeply at his eyes.
"I want you to meet my little sister."
Lifting his brow, once again. He prepared to call his assistant to throw the man out.
Taking his phone and giving it to the man, he pointed to the family picture that resided inside his parents mansion, his finger directing to the pale brunette girl smiling.
"Her name is Luna. You will love her."