All Chapters of THE HOLIDAY I BECAME HIS LUNA: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Hansville, GermanyThe snowflakes were cool and delicate as they landed on her face, their tiny crystals melting on her skin. She shut her eyes, sinking into a moment that felt endless, stretched thin by the vast white.“Dahlia,” a voice cut through her thoughts. She looked up, startled.“Coming,” brushing snow off her heavy coat as she stood.Tod shoved a mug of hot cocoa into her hands. “You’re going to turn into an icicle out here. What’s your deal?”Jason handed her a cookie. “Here, eat this before you start crying again.”A small smile broke through.“See? Told you she’d crack,” Tod said, grinning.“Love you guys,” Dahlia said, pulling them into a hug.“Yeah, yeah, we love you more,” Tod replied, patting her back. “You’ll get through this. Now, let’s hit the antique shops before you freeze solid. I need few more gifts to get”Jason made a face behind Tod’s back, and Dahlia laughed.“Keep that up and your face might stick like that,” Tod warned, pointing at Jason.By the time they

Conference roomThey all sat back down at the conference table. Mr. Mel stared at them, unimpressed. “This is the best you’ve got. Seriously?”“I want to sing!” Dahlia blurted out, and the room erupted in laughter.“Kid, I know you’re new, but what exactly are you going for here?”She stood up, determined. “I want to sing! I wear Fling...” she gestured to her pants, “find a killer tune, and...”He froze, and she instantly regretted it. But then he broke into a grin. “I fucking love it, kid,” he said, then cleared his throat. “Sorry about the language. Now, get to work and find me someone with a decent tune. Keep this up, and you’ll make it to the top.” He pointed upstairs. She smiled.Jane grabbed her arm. “You got lucky. Don’t get used to it. I’ve been here three years, and I’m going to the top first.”“Am I stopping you, Jane? Take the elevator,” Dahlia shot back.Lance chuckled as he walked past.Dahlia logged out of her computer and headed for the elevator, silently praying she wo

Her head throbbed as she stumbled from the bedroom into the kitchen, hunting for painkillers. She grabbed a glass of water, took a sip, and then nearly choked when she spotted Hunter and Tod lounging in the living room. Water sprayed everywhere."Morning, Dahlia," Hunter said, grinning like he’d just won something."Morning," she muttered, suddenly hyper-aware of her bedhead and ratty pajamas.She bolted back to the bedroom, then reappeared seconds later, peeking around the corner like a kid caught sneaking cookies. "Why are you here so early?""If you checked your email, you’d know it said 8 AM. You know, if we want to actually make the flight?""Right. Give me ten minutes." She showered in record time, threw on clothes, and found Tod had already packed her bag.She hugged him. "Thanks for packing my bag. You’re a lifesaver.""Love you. Be safe and call every night.""Okay. Kiss Jason for me." She turned and followed Hunter outside, where the car was idling. The driver held the door

Dahlia stormed into the kitchen, scowling as she hunted for the coffee. She finally grabbed a pod and slammed it into the machine. Jane strolled in.“Hey, farm girl, how’d last night go?”“Well first, she said continued with sexual moans noises, then I passed out, and then it started again…”“Got it,” Jane cut in. “You know you’re not his type.”“Oh, and you are?” Dahlia shot back.“I’m mature, I have standards, and…” Dan walked in, cutting her off.“Morning,” Jane greeted him.“Morning,” Dan replied, turning to Dahlia. “Rough night?”“You have no idea,” she muttered, clutching her coffee.She headed to her bedroom to change, locking the door behind her. Turning around, she found Hunter sitting on the bed.“What are you doing here? I need to get dressed.”“Go ahead. After last night, it’s not like I haven’t seen it all,” he joked, laughing.“She’s driving me insane,” Dahlia snapped, her green eyes blazing.“Dahlia, don’t let her get to you,” he said, moving closer.His scent hit her,

Jane chuckled. "Nice one," she said, though their expressions didn’t budge.Dahlia, Flora said, raising an eyebrow, "Didn’t peg you as the type."Hunter moved in front of her as Flora stepped closer. "Why don’t you worry about your own and enjoy the week?"Dan walked up to Hunter. "We’re ordering food. Why don’t you join us and spill the story?""Nothing to spill," Lupin said, plopping onto the couch and tugging Dahlia down beside him, Hunter settling on the other side.Jane’s eyes flicked to Dahlia, her gaze sharp with jealousy."Got something to say?" Dahlia asked, just as the doorbell rang. A courier stood there, arms piled with packages."Who’s this for?" Jane asked, eyebrows raised."Dahlia," Hunter said casually. "You know she hit up the thrift store, dripping with sarcasm.Flora stared. "You bought all this? How? You’re just a marketing coordinator."Hunter shrugged, a small smile playing on his lips. Dahlia glanced at the boxes. "You didn’t have to do this. I’ve already got...