All Chapters of FINDING MY MR RIGHT : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

BRYAN POV From looking for a distraction from those social climbers, I got a new habit where I just stared at her every movement. The next day, my gaze drifted downward again, almost against my will. She sat in the same spot as yesterday, her books arranged neatly in a line, her eyes fixed on the professor. She was just too focused, and I found it very interesting. She was in her own little world—no amount of giggles or commotion would distract her attention. And as long as the professor was standing in front, she would just look from the professor to her notes and nothing else. While everyone else was restless, due to the class lasting for three hours, her attention didn’t even waver a bit. After a while of staring at her, I realized I was staring longer than I should, instead of listening in class. It became a habit. I already knew her little movements—like when she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear to keep focusing. Whenever she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear,

That night the reunion had ended, but its consequences lingered like smoke after a fire. Luna’s quiet escape from the hotel was more than just a departure — it was the breaking of chains, though no one realized it yet. Bryan remained restless about his little kitten who had slipped from his grasp, Sophia cursed the opportunity she thought she’d lost, and Liam and Maya keeps clinging on each other like conjured twins. What none of them knew was that Luna’s absence would become the storm that unsettled everything they believed they controlled. Bryan left Luna's room, heading to his own as he called Edward, instructing him to get his plane ready. “Miss Victoria already took the private plane,” Edward replied. “Tell the pilot to come back immediately after he drops Victoria,” Bryan ordered. Hanging up, Bryan sat on the couch as those Edward had sent to pack his suitcase were already finishing. He couldn’t stay in Las Vegas anymore — not when Luna was no longer there. “What’s the

After having his lunch, Bryan decided to call Victoria. He wanted to be in charge of helping Luna heal, and Victoria was rarely available. “Hey Victoria, how is your store doing?” Bryan asked immediately after she picked up. “Well, I’m still on it. I have a difficult client and some tax issues with my delivery,” Victoria complained to her brother. “Well, that’s what you get for going rogue. You didn’t do proper planning. Who on earth starts fifteen departmental stores at the same time as a beginner?” Bryan asked. “I’ve heard this a thousand times, and I don’t need you to keep saying it. I’ll make a difference, and pretty soon mine will become the high-society departmental store I dreamt it would be,” Victoria said. “Well, I believe in you. If you need investors, just let me know,” Bryan offered. “I told you I don’t need any money from the Blackwood empire. I’ll prove to everyone that I can stand on my own without the Blackwood name,” Victoria said. “I believe in you. Just know

Luna woke up early the next morning, her stomach knotted with both nerves and excitement. She quickly took her shower and slipped into one of the outfits Maria had brought the night before. Standing in front of the mirror, she adjusted the fabric, smoothing her hair. This is it, she thought, inhaling deeply. Surprisingly, breakfast was already waiting for her when she came downstairs. Luna forced herself to eat, though her appetite was shaky. By 6:55 a.m., she was out the door, slipping into the sleek car waiting at the entrance. By 7:15, she arrived at the Blackwood Building. Her breath caught in her throat. The skyscraper loomed above her, its sleek glass façade reflecting the Dallas skyline, framed with black steel that made it look like a modern fortress. The crown-like top glittered in the rising sun. Luna’s heart raced as she craned her neck upward. It must be at least sixty floors… towering, powerful… intimidating. She swallowed, clutching her bag tighter. Breathe, Luna

“Good morning, Mr. Bryan,” Luna greeted. She couldn’t think of anything else to say, and the only thing that came to mind was a simple greeting. “Seriously, princess? Mr. Bryan?” Bryan asked, raising his brow. “But you are now my boss, I should give you respect,” Luna said, looking down at her feet. “You can call me Bryan when we are alone, princess,” Bryan said, now walking toward Luna. “Look at me, princess.” He gently raised Luna’s head to make her look at him. “I told you before to be strong and not look intimidated all the time. It’s your first day on the job, princess, and I want you to be strong and fearless. The Blackwood Empire isn’t a place for the weak—you need to always stand up for yourself and not let anyone walk over you. Understood?” Bryan asked. Luna just nodded her head. They were standing so close that she could feel his breath on her face, giving her the same feeling as that night in Vegas. “Speak, princess. Tell me you won’t let anyone walk over you,” Bryan