All Chapters of THE HOLIDAY I BECAME HIS LUNA: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Dahlia opened her eyes to the crackling fireplace, feeling the weight of an arm around her and the warmth of a body pressed against hers. She turned slowly, meeting his gaze. For a long moment, they simply stared at each other before his lips found hers in a gentle kiss, his arms drawing her closer. She remained still, unable to respond.Finally breaking away, Dahlia retreated to the bathroom, locking the door behind her before turning on the shower. Her emotions were in turmoil. Bram was so different, controlled and gentle, despite his intimidating physique that suggested violence rather than tenderness. "Why am I comparing them?" she whispered to herself.When she returned to the bedroom, he had gone, leaving several boxes on the bed. Inside, she discovered an elegant wool suit, boots, and a new long coat."How thoughtful," Dahlia murmured, dressing quickly before heading downstairs.The room fell silent as she entered. Ganh approached her, and her instincts immediately sounded an a

Bram verified all the cameras through his phone app. Everything functioned properly, even the doorway security.Dahlia shuffled into the living room in flannel pajamas. "I'll make some tea. Thanks for setting everything up.""There's food in the fridge, and coffee..." His words cut short as she wrapped her arms around him."Actually, I'm exhausted. Forget the tea." She trudged toward the bedroom and collapsed into sleep almost instantly.Later, Bram crept in and pulled the blanket over her. *Watching her sleep like some stalker*, he thought before retreating to his own bed.When morning came, Dahlia groaned at the alarm's intrusion, smacked it silent, and drifted back to sleep."Dahlia, up! Coffee's ready," he called from the kitchen.She stumbled in with tangled hair and half-lidded eyes, slumping onto a barstool. He handed her a steaming mug, suppressing a smile.She caught his expression. "What?""Just remembering you've never been a morning person," he chuckled.After sipping her

His lips brushed her skin like whispers, and his hands wandered with a tenderness that made her head spin. Bram leaned over her, his kisses trailing down as he pressed into her, drawing a sharp gasp from her lips.He slowed, his mouth finding her breast while his hand traced the curve of her side. Her moans grew louder as he quickened his pace, her body trembling beneath him.Her breath hitched against his lips as he kissed her, still deep inside. With a swift motion, he flipped her on top of him, guiding her movements as she rocked slowly.Bram silenced her cries with his mouth, then trailed lower, his hands gripping her hips as she arched into him. Together they unraveled, his arms tight around her waist, pulling her close as they both came undone.She lay motionless beside him."Dahlia," Bram whispered, "look at me." When her eyes finally met his, he gently rolled her onto her back."I'm fine, Bram," she murmured."What happened at work today?"She traced a finger along his collarb

Mr. Mel's gaze settled on Dahlia. "Can you explain what happened?"She glanced at Jane before answering. "I suffered burns from spilled coffee, but I'm here and prepared for the presentation."Mr. Mel turned to Jane. "And your contribution to the project?""She stayed home and wouldn't share her files," Jane muttered."Can you blame her?" Mr. Mel's patience thinned. "I'm still waiting for your answer."The silence stretched uncomfortably."Out," he finally snapped. "You'll receive no credit for this work."The screen flickered to life, revealing the director of G&R Inc."Mr. Berg," Mr. Mel greeted, "we're ready for the preliminary presentation. Dahlia?""Hello, Mr. Berg." Dahlia displayed her sketches of wolf heads designed for the gear. "The snowboards feature silver and black wolves, with customizable color options.""Perfect," the director nodded. "Show me the commercial concepts."She presented scenes of a silver wolf racing alongside a skier, a black wolf with a snowboarder, and

Bram's touch pulled Dahlia from sleep. She groaned and burrowed deeper under the covers."I need to make sure…""Don't care," she mumbled, eyes still closed. "Let me sleep."His lips brushed hers as his arms encircled her. The tension gradually melted from her shoulders."I know you're upset. But Dahlia, he was deceived too. He had no idea what would happen. Try to remember that, okay?"Tears slipped down her cheeks. Bram wiped them away with his thumb. "No more tears," he whispered against her lips. "No more."Dahlia leaned into his chest, breathing in his familiar scent until her heartbeat steadied."Bram? What time is it?""Do I have to tell you?" he asked.A reluctant laugh escaped her. "Yes, please.""Eight. Don't panic, Hunter's with Mr. Mel, and you're working from home today, remember?""Oh, right," she said, kissing him softly. A warmth spread through her chest. Was it because he'd been around more lately? Or was she finally admitting to herself just how much she cared for hi