All Chapters of FINDING MY MR RIGHT : Chapter 21 - Chapter 26

LUNA POV“You can call me Marie, I don’t have any issue with that. But Montgomery? That’s hilarious,” I said.“Next question, princess. Enough with the Montgomery joke,” Bryan said, still smiling.“Where did you grow up?” I asked.“Dallas, Texas,” Bryan answered.“So you didn’t even leave where you were born. Poor boy,” I said, grinning.“Looks like you’re enjoying yourself, princess. So where did you grow up?” Bryan asked.“Stop asking the same question, Montgomery,” I said, grinning. “Well, unlike you, I was born and brought up in Oklahoma.”“Hmmm. Oklahoma. I see,” Bryan murmured to himself like he was making sure he wouldn’t forget.“So what about your family?” I asked.“My parents are retired from the family business and mostly spend their time traveling, while my mom enjoys collecting antiques and rare flowers.”“That’s interesting,” I said.“So what about your parents?” Bryan asked.My mood immediately changed as I just replied, “My mom is late.”“And your dad?” Bryan asked.“C

LUNA POV “Looks like all of you are familiar with each other,” I asked. “Yes, we are very familiar with each other—we see each other almost every week. Edward books us for the hotel’s exclusive customers,” Maria replied. “I see. Nice to meet you all. The introduction makes me feel more comfortable with all of you now.” “That’s the aim of the introduction—to make you comfortable, girl,” pete said as everyone laughed. “Okay, enough with the chit-chat, let’s get to work, girls,” Pete said, as everyone began to set things up, and in no time, they were done. Pete immediately took my hands, guiding me to the chair before examining me. Clutching my glasses, my hair in a messy bun, wearing just plain pajamas—I immediately felt self-conscious under Pete’s stare. He went, “Hmmm, hmmm, hmmm,” before finally saying, “The first step will be stripping away this. Girl, why haven’t you been taking care of your pretty skin? But that’s why I’m here.” Pete took my glasses, setting the

LUNA POV Walking past them, Bryan stopped beside me and asked, “May I have this dance?” “What are you doing?” I whispered, looking around. “Keeping my end of the deal,” he replied nonchalantly. “What deal?” I asked as the stares bore into me. This wasn’t the type of attention I wanted. Right now, I wanted to be invisible. “Stop, people are looking,” I whispered, trying to smile at the glaring ladies around me. I could hear their whispers clearly: “Why isn’t she taking his hand?” “Does she think she’s better than Bryan?” Different comments filled the room as I wondered how I had gotten myself into this mess. “Don’t listen to them. Just take my hand, princess,” Bryan said calmly. Taking his outstretched hand, we glided across the floor, whispers sparking: “Who is she?” “Her gown is exclusive—I love it.” Other couples joined, filling the floor with elegance. As we danced, I could feel Maya’s gaze burning into me, her jealousy evident, along with the envious stares of the