Lahat ng Kabanata ng Alpha Damon And Emily, His Contract Luna : Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Emily's POV I don't know how I ever thought that icing Damon out and being his PA was gonna work. We arrived at the office and I did everything I let him do for me previously, by myself. I got my own door, let myself out of the car, stayed while the elevator took him up alone, pushed the elevator button by myself, opened his office door and sat right where I was supposed to be. “How many people do I meet today?”He asked me. “I'll check that right now and get back to you as soon as possible.” I said, with my phone in my hand. I scrolled through endless pictures of hot model guys, on purpose, so if he decides to snatch the phone out of my hands, he'd be riled up by what he sees. Contrary to what I thought, he didn't even move an inch from his chair. I finally got bored and set the phone down, making sure it was within sight for him. “Mr Murray by ten am, Mrs O’Connor by midday, and a staff meeting by two pm.” I read out his schedule. “You're also expecting a call from the m

Damon's POV “I freaking hate her!” I yelled on the phone. I was on call with Adrian. So much was going through my mind, seeing Dathan and Emily too. I thought that chapter was closed. I stormed out in anger and irritation. The day turned out to be more than I ever thought it would be. “Who?” He asked. “Who else?” I bellowed. “Daisy!” “Why would she do something like that though?” Adrian asked, chewing whatever. “You annoy me sometimes, Man. We are discussing something so important and you still have an appetite for whatever it is you are eating?” I asked him in disgust. “I didn't realise it was that serious.” He said, swallowing, almost choking. “Daisy is threatening to cut off our supply to the United Kingdom, Adrian, they buy over thirty percent of our oil. We have estates there! And you do think that's not serious?” I asked, fuming. “What exact reason did she give? This still feels too silly to me.” Adrian replied. “She said she didn't like my assistant.”

Ten Years LaterEmily's POV “I never knew your office space would be this…” Mrs O’Connor said as she walked it, looking around with her mouth half open. It'd been a shock, to both of us, when a few weeks ago, she called in to book an appointment. I managed her companies before, but through a third party. “Yeah, well, goodwill.” I smiled and answered non-committal. “It's been what? Over ten years, and you look as young as ever. I'd appreciate beauty tips.” She smirked, and put a foot on my desk. She still wore trendy heels, even though her hair had begun to turn gray. I guess it's just too hard for her to admit. “This is not the place for small talk, Mrs Daisy. You booked an appointment, and you have an hour of my time before my secretary walks in through that door to see me to a nearby event.” I said, putting her in her place. “There are no places for anything. Besides, I'm not one to follow rules.” She smiled. Like her smile couldn't be more annoying, her red lipsti

Emily's POV “I don't think that makes sense to me.” Tammy quipped. “That's why it's MASKED! You can wear whatever and be comfortable in it. I literally made so much research, so much detail that went into this dress. I wanted you to stand out!” Her voice was already breaking, so Freda put a hand on her shoulder and patted her back. “I'll take it from here.” Freda said softly to her. I hated to be a killjoy, the dress was magnificent. I'd given it just one glance, and I had to tear my gaze away and stare at the floor in front of me. I didn't want to consider it. I didn't want to feel like a princess, or a Luna, or a dignitary. I wanted to be me, Emily, ordinary me. “Can we talk?” Freda asked me. “No.” I replied. I didn't want to talk. I haven't talked about it, I don't talk about it, I wouldn't talk about it. “Sometimes, I hear you sniff in your office. I act like I don't see that your eyes are swollen and red sometimes. Last Tuesday, I ignored the paper cut on your t

Adrian's POV When I first heard of the masked ball, I thought it came at the nick of time. I had just broken up with my girlfriend. It's not like I didn't see it coming, but no one is exactly fully ready for that first lonely night, or morning after a break up. It feels so strange, so painful. I took the invitation out of Damon's hands in a heartbeat. I almost asked why he was throwing the ball in some other city, which was miles away from home, but I knew the answer. Asides for Mount Leigh being one city that housed too many of our escapades, it was just the right distance that Damon wanted to be from home. I really couldn't care less about how things were with him and Zyna. Sometimes, she shows up with a black eye, other times, it's with multiple hickeys on her neck. So I thought better than to ask. “This party is a drag, man.” I whispered to Damon. He was masked, in a checkered blue and white suit, but I could still tell him apart in the crowd. “I don't think so. The rea