INICIAR SESIÓN"Be my girlfriend..."
Luna's eyes immediately widened, her breath stuck in her throat. "What?" His voice almost trembled. "Are you serious?" Luna asked with an expression that was still in disbelief. Nick looked at him flatly, barely blinking. "Do I look like I'm messing around, Luna?" He said the name without any frills—no doctor, no distance. "How could I deal with a ketuous old man like him?" Luna was angry. "Alright, if you're not interested. I don't intend to waste any longer my time with a doctor like you." "Wait, Nick!" Luna reflexively exclaimed. Nick instantly stared at Luna sharply. "Nick?!" "Eh, ma-mean, I, Mr. Nick." Correction: Luna was nervous. He was silent. His mind raged. This is his dream job. Years of studying, staying up late, persevering. But on the other hand—should she really be attached to a man like this, even if it's just pretending? "Shit, you've been thinking too long," Nick said disgusted. "Take my offer, or I'll report your actions earlier!" "It's so exciting, guys." Luna grumbled inwardly. "Uhmm, what exactly should I do?" Luna asked carefully. "Her task is simple, just pretend to be my woman, Luna." The atmosphere was suddenly serious. "Your woman? But..." Luna seemed to be thinking, she circulated her views. "What's wrong? Do you mind?" Nick asked intensely. "I... I'm not such a cheap woman as you think, Mr. Nick!" Luna replied loudly. It puts on his fierce face with pursed lips. Nick snorted softly. "Don't get me wrong! Just one day." He replied. Nick stepped closer to Luna, his tone still restrained. "You just need to help me to convince my mother. I'm tired of the rambling. Just as a date of mine, nothing more." Nick continued. Luna was silent, weighing. "Once that's done, I'll forget about today's events." Bargain Nick with his flat expression. The threat is subtle, but clear. "You've been thinking too long, Luna. Take my offer before I change my mind and leave here!" Nick threatened. "B-alright, I... I'll do it. I don't want to lose my job." Luna replied resignedly. It can't be helped, Luna had no other choice. "Good girl." Said Nick very quietly. At least tonight his mother won't babble with him anymore. "But remember, don't do anything that exceeds my limits." Pinta Luna Nick raised one of his eyebrows. His eyes paid attention to the details of Luna's body from the tips of her hair to the woman's legs. Then his eyes looked at Luna again intensely. "I'm not interested in liking a woman like you at all, Doctor Luna." Nick said. "What is wrong with me?" Luna's eyebrows furrowed as she thought in her heart. "You don't attract my attention at all. You're just a careless young doctor to me." Nick said as if he understood the contents of Luna's head. "Huh, you old man. No wonder no woman wants to be with a guy like you!" Luna babbled quietly, hoping that Nick didn't hear her. But Luna's mind was wrong. Nick's eagle eyes had been staring at him sharply. His expression looked terrible even though the man's mouth was silent. "Then, is that enough for you, Mr. Nick? Once this is done, you will forget about my mistakes. I've already agreed to it." Luna reminded Nick. "Alright, from now on you're my date." They stared at each other for a fraction of a second. Until Nick opened the chat again. "Listen! I don't want to waste time visiting other hospitals. Since I've already visited this hospital, shouldn't you help me to do the check-up? Remember, don't repeat your mistakes, Luna." "Alright! I'll check on you. Lie down, Mr. Nick." Luna said with her eyes shining with joy. At least, he did not lose his profession as a doctor. Hearing the word 'lying down', Nick's hands spontaneously covered his precious asset. Aware of the previous incident, Luna quickly said, "Eh, no no! Don't worry, sir. You don't have to take your pants off." Luna said kindly. Even though in her heart, she really wanted to laugh because of Nick's behavior. *** "The medical results say that you have a kidney stone problem, Mr. Nick. Both are 5mm in size. But don't worry, you don't need surgery. I'll prescribe medicine for you." Luna handed the white leaflet she read to Nick. "Drink enough water and exercise lightly, it will help get the stone out." He said with his hands scribbling a white leaflet on his desk. "This, take it." Once again, Luna gave Nick a white sheet containing a prescription for the drug. "Are you sure you have correctly written down the prescription for this medicine for me?" Nick skeeptis asked. Luna sighed at the question posed by Nick. "I am a doctor who has been recognized by the state. Do you still doubt me, Mr. Nick?" Luna asked while looking at Nick with an annoyed expression on her face. "Sure! Considering that you made a mistake at the beginning of our meeting earlier." Nick replied mocking Luna "Damn!" Muttering very quietly, but it turned out that Nick could still read the movements of Luna's lips. "Don't curse at me, Luna." Reprimanded Nick. Luna smiled forcefully. He could no longer reply to Nick's words. "Mr. Nick, don't stay up late or it will have an impact on your health. Don't work too late, you have to pay attention to your health." Nick smiled faintly at Luna's order. "You just became my date, and that's how quickly you set me up?" Tease Nick. Luna averted her eyes. His eyes turned to staring at the white walls around him. Wait! Even though it is his duty as a doctor to remind his patients. Why does he seem to be misbehaving? "Give me your cell phone number." Nick held his phone to Luna. "What is it for?" Luna asked innocently. "Do I need to explain it?" Luna gave up, she immediately gave Nick her cell phone number, no longer wanting to argue with the man. When he finished, Nick put his phone back away, then stood up and left Luna without saying a word. The body with an almost perfect posture slowly disappeared from Luna's sight. "What the hell!?" Rutuk Luna for everything that happened to her. "I'm a doctor. How can I pretend to be the old man's partner?" "Aahhhhhh, why is my life so hard, oh my god?" Luna babbled to herself and tried to digest the decision she had made. No matter how Luna was in her current mood, she had to keep smiling at the next patients. That's what Luna does every day. *** Night is approaching. Luna's task is over for today. He hurriedly left his room and stepped out of the hospital where he worked. As soon as she was discharged from the hospital, Luna's phone rang. "Uhm? Whose number is this?" Luna muttered while staring at her phone. For a fraction of a second, he finally shifted the call to the green icon. "Good night, Doctor Luna." Luna tried to digest the heavy voice of a man across there. Before he had time to answer, suddenly a black Porsche car stopped right in front of Luna. The rear window of the luxury car opened slowly, revealing a man with an aura of power that no longer needed to be introduced. Luna recognized the man. Yes, the old man. Who else but Nick. "Come in, Luna." Nick said in his distinctive voice.“Will you?” Without thinking twice, Luna suddenly pushed Nick's masculine body away, creating distance between them. Her movement was spontaneous, as if it were a reflex she hadn't had time to think about. “No! I don’t want to marry you!” she exclaimed loudly. She averted her gaze, unwilling to look at him. Nick’s body stiffened. His jaw hardened, his eyes darkened. He wasn't used to rejection—especially from a woman. “You Stubborn!” he said coldly, full of emotion. Luna—she still refused him. Out of dozens—perhaps even hundreds—of women who wanted to bear the title of Mrs. Lancaster, Luna was the only one who firmly said no, rejecting him. Nick’s confused. Not because he started to like Luna, but because his self-esteem had been shattered in front of her. Now, the situation had reversed—as if he were the one begging to be her partner. For the first time, he looked like a man begging. “Marry me, Luna! I’ll ensure your livelihood. Even for ten generations, my weal
"What are you looking at, Luna?!" Nick's voice was sharp, cutting through the air with coldness. His gaze locked onto Luna as if he had just been caught red-handed committing a serious crime, not just staring too long. His jaw tightened, the muscles in his temples tensed, holding back something even he himself was reluctant to admit. He stood up hastily, still in the same position—both hands covering his ‘thing’—then turned quickly. His steps were long and heavy, leaving the living room as if the room itself was a witness too embarrassing to face. The door closed with a soft thud, but loud enough to show his agitation. Donna, who had witnessed it all, burst into a hearty laugh. A laugh filled with the small triumph of a mother. “Hahahaha... What a fool son.” She shook his head slowly, then sat down next to Luna with a meaningful smile still on her face. “It turns out I was wrong. My son still likes a woman.” Luna could only manage an awkward smile. Her heart hadn'
“Luna!” “Come on, get it out of your mouth.” “Get it out!” Nick's voice was firm, repetitive, trying not to be panicked. His arms wrapped around Luna's body from behind, his position precise, like someone who knew exactly what to do in a situation like this. Both hands pressed against Luna's stomach regularly, strong but controlled thrusts—not rough, but calculated. Luna's body tensed. Her breathing was labored, her chest rising and falling irregularly. Her hands reflexively gripped Nick's arms, her fingers clenching tightly as if they were the only thing keeping her from collapsing. “Come on, Luna. Spit it out!” “Come on!” Nick's tone remained low and cold, but behind his calm exterior, there was an undeniable tension. He didn't like losing control, especially when it came to someone's life—let alone the woman who was now in his arms. "Luna," he called out briefly. “Listen to me. Follow my rhythm.” Luna wanted to respond. She wanted to say she’d try with all he
"As mine..." The words slipped from Nick's lips in a low, calm tone, as if the decision were as simple as signing a business contract. But to Luna, those two words felt like a small bomb exploding right in front of her face. Luna stared at Nick without blinking. Her gaze was intense—not out of admiration, but full of calculation. It was as if she was peeling the man apart with her eyes, looking for a loophole, looking for a reason, looking for something she could use as a shield to escape from this increasingly absurd situation. Her hand moved before her mind did. Luna reached for Nick's hand and deftly placed two fingers on his wrist, right at his pulse point. Her touch was light, professional—the reflex of a doctor accustomed to examining patients, not the touch of a nervous woman in the presence of a dangerous man. For a moment, the air between them felt tense. The pulse was clearly felt at the tip of her finger—strong, steady, too regular for someone who had just
“Will you marry me or not?” “Nope!” The refusal came out of Luna’s mouth, firm and without hesitation. Her hand pushed Nick's hand away from her cheeks—hard enough to create distance between them. Luna stared at Nick with cold, cynical eyes. Her gaze slowly scanned Nick—from his perfectly styled black hair, His sharp jawline was clearly visible, without smiling, to his expensive suit that was clearly not made by just any tailor. Those shiny leather shoes... too perfect. Too expensive. Too annoying. Her gaze repeated, moving up and down, as if appraising an exhibition piece too expensive to touch—and too flawed to own. “Cold. Arrogant. Annoying." "This man is even colder than a block of ice.” “What kind of women would want to marry him?” “Pfft. Even a cat would run away from him." Luna's mind hissed sharply. Her hand moved reflexively, rubbing her cheeks, which still felt warm—the mark of Nick's touch a few minutes ago. The anger hadn't evaporated; instead, it thic
“In three days, you must marry Luna, Nick! Do you want to see my cancer get worse in my body?” Donna threatened her son. “Mom, you can’t force me to marry her because of your illness.” Nick said. “I don’t want to drag this out, Nick. Marry Luna. As soon as possible.” Nick stared at his mom with tension he couldn’t hide. His jaw tightened. “No.” One word. Firmly. “You brat! I’m sick right now, Nick! Can’t you just listen to me this once? Don’t be so stubborn!” The living room suddenly felt stuffy, as if the air inside the luxurious mansion had become tense. The crystal chandelier continued to glow elegantly, the Italian marble underfoot remained cold, but the conversation between mother and son made the atmosphere seem to heat up without fire. The tone of voice that had been restrained now clashed, soft but sharp, hitting the high walls that were accustomed to keeping family secrets. Luna was a little confused. Her eyes darted back and forth between Donna and Ni







