Todos os capítulos de A Second Life With The Billionaire : Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 130

After her mother’s visit, Rita came in too. They were both seated on Luna’s bed, Rita had done almost the same thing her mother had done. Fawned and worried over her, she had rushed into the room too and straight towards Luna. She had hugged, asked if she was alright. Her questions had been more probing and specific than Mira’s. and Luna had been proud of her, and moved too, because all her specific questions had surrounded issues pregnant women with weak cervices usually had. Which had told Luna that Rita had been reading up on the subject, because of her. When she was finally convinced that everything was fine, she had then been grateful. And, turned out, Justin had been the one to call her too. Another surprise Luna hadn’t been expecting, and now she didn’t even know what to do with him. Because all his show of sensitivity and care, and his whole attentiveness throughout the entire freaking day, was starting to get to her. It was evoking feelings in her, feelings that she had bur

Luna sat down at the dining table, her laptop was open in front of her. She was on a conference call, the board for the gala were having a meeting. A meeting that was borne from the result of the leaked news about Luna and Justin. Luna watched as the last of the board members trickled in and took her seat. All the other executives were already seated, Luna saw Justin at the head of the conference table, as per usual. The meeting had had to take place immediately, because as soon as the effects of the leaked article- which was more press and attention on Lake Industries, causing irregularities in their stocks and imbalance in their projects- hit the media, the executives and investors of the gala had started to make noises. Justin had been determined to push the meeting further, regardless of their concerns and his duty as the head of the project to address said concerns, all because of her. Luna rested her chin on her hand and watched as Justin’s assistant started the meeting. S

Present. Luna sat patiently in her chair as the makeup artist applied the finishing touches to her light makeup before they went out on stage. They, she and Justin, were in the backstage of NYN News Studio, they were getting ready to go out to be interviewed. It was two days after the board meeting, when the effects of the leaked article hadn’t subsided as they had hoped and had just continued to steadily increase in its potential to negatively affect the company, and the Gala project by proxy, the investors had all clamored for damage control. They had taken a vote, and majority- with Logan and Jake being part of the minority- had voted that their idea of damage control, being Justin and Luna doing a public interview together to put the whole news to rest, to life. So here they were. Luna glanced at Justin, his studio appointed makeup artist was applying finishing touches to his face too, but unlike her, he didn’t look calm or patient about it. Not that it showed or anything li

You never let go of my hand once,” Luna said. She was still looking down at the tablet in her hand, the interview had run its course and she was just staring at a blank screen. She looked up at Justin, he looked back at her. “You never let go of my hand,” she repeated. Somehow that had stuck for her, during the interview, after, on their ride back home that they were still currently on. Justin looked steadily at her. “I will not let go of your hand,” he said. Ever, Luna completed in her head. She could almost hear it anyway. Her heart stuttered in her chest, the steady way Justin was looking at her, his declaration that he would never let go of her hand, and the fact that she knew he meant he would ‘never’ let go of her hand. Like, forever. Was Justin planning on being in her life forever? Could she trust that? Could she risk her heart, her mind, her soul, her body, everything she had worked hard to piece together after he left her shattered and broken six years ago? Could

Hours later, Luna sat at a secluded table in a bar. The rest of the bar was noisy and lively, the other customers were active and as loud as they cared. Laughter rang out to meet Luna, chatter, conversations, arguments, glasses of beer clinking against each other. Luna let the ambience wash over her as she nursed her glass of water. She hadn’t come into the bar for the drinks, obviously, but loud noisy bar fit her mood perfectly. She couldn’t be in a quiet place right now, she needed to get lost amidst noise. Maybe if they were loud enough, they would drown out her thoughts. Luna went back to her argument with Justin earlier on. She had gotten in his face after calling him a coward, she had demanded to know what he would do when he said she couldn’t call him cowardly and get away with it. And then something had just snapped inside her. Even thinking about it now, Luna still couldn’t figure out what had made her snap like that. But she had just suddenly been furious with him, fur