All Chapters of F1 Alpha And His Runaway Luna: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

~Catalina~ I was head over heels in love with my boyfriend, Jeffery Suther, a now-successful Formula One driver for Westbridge Racing. He was the easiest “yes” I've ever said in my entire life. And I thought our relationship was great until a message that said "[You'll definitely be an amazing father to our Baby]" popped up on his phone screen. The text was from Mary Morton, a popular influencer he recently shot a deodorant ad with. Since Jeffery was still in the bathroom, I took the opportunity to read through the message thread. Mary Morton's text to him from over a week ago read, "[We're having a baby]." I was shocked to see the numerous happy emojis Jeffery replied with. "[I'm going to be a Daddy?]." He asked her, and she replied with a "yes". I couldn't believe my eyes. So, I tried to convince myself I must be dreaming. I scrolled to their latest messages while praying there would be an explanation for what I just read. Instead, I found another message. "[Currently o

Graham placed a gentle grip on my hand and, without a word, led me through the bar to a tiny corridor that took us straight to his suite.I was drunk, but very much aware of everything going on around me, and God bear me witness,I wanted it all.Once he shut the door to his suite behind us, he backed me against it.Hands braced on either side of my head, he fastened his teeth on the sensitive juncture of my neck and shoulder, sucking at my skin with just enough pressure to make me gasp.Desire and anticipation burst inside me. “K!ss me,” I almost pleaded, my words floating breathy into the quiet room.There was a small hitch in his breathing, then he obliged with a maddening, seductive kiss that delivered several soft, tantalizing nips to my full lower lip.My mouth opened; I swept my tongue over his, tasting, demanding.It’s the first time I’ve k!ssed anyone other than Jeffery, and it's the best k!ss of my life.Graham plastered his body against mine, and the world disappeared, leav

“No? I wasn't expecting that." The waiter finally served our food. I took a bite of the bread and scooped in a few spoons of soup. "Will you come to the main event with me tonight, then?” Graham asked. “Just one evening, Catalina. Surely, you can-” “No.” His smile faltered for barely a second before returning. “You reject a forty-million-dollar marriage proposal and a goodwill invitation to a party on the same day. You're a difficult woman to impress.” “Well, I'm not trying to impress you.” “Clearly.” He studied me with those unnervingly intense eyes. “I'll see you tonight, then.” I scoffed. “Did you not hear me say no?” “I heard you perfectly.” “Then why are you acting as though I've agreed?” “Optimism, princess.” I rolled my eyes, pushed my chair back, and stood. “Thank you for the meal, Graham. Now enjoy your optimism. Gotta go.” I didn't bother waiting for his response. I turned and walked out of the cafeteria, leaving him with his ridiculous proposal. There are

"The Almighty Jeffery Suther joins us," Graham said, stepping closer. "Your ex, I guess?" He asked me. "Yes," I replied, maintaining eye contact with Jeffery. "Ex?" Jeffery asked, looking genuinely surprised. "I'll need you to trust me, Catalina," Graham whispered to my hearing alone, and a small smile tipped the corners of my lips as he settled his hands over my waist possessively. “Suther," Graham called Jeffery. "I’d suggest you stop looking at my woman’s tits before you lose the ability to see.” Jeffery’s head jolted like he’d been struck. “What did you just call her?” “You heard me. Now answer this question for me.” Graham pulled me into his body. Then he turned his head and pressed a kiss to my forehead. Wow, wow, wow. “Why shouldn’t she dress like this, Mr. Suther, the Grand Dictator?” Jeffery’s mouth gaped open and closed, and despite my best efforts, a laugh escaped me. His eyes narrowed as rage and embarrassment filled his face, and his angular jaw ticked uncontro

I spent the rest of Sunday trying to recover from the exhausting weekend, with Jeffery's calls buzzing my phone nonstop.His calls became so persistent that I eventually blocked him for my own sanity.By Monday morning, I'd overslept and ended up rushing to get to my store.The weekend fun may have altered my usual morning routine. Anna Witsow, my sales representative, hurried over to meet me just as I reached the store entrance. "Catty, thank goodness you're here,” she whispered urgently. “There are two men inside asking for you. They've been waiting for hours.”“Really,” I whispered back. “I’m so sorry, my phone was in my purse. What do they want?”“They didn’t say; they just kept insisting on seeing you.”I hurried past her and pushed open the glass door.The familiar scent of fresh cardboard, painted wood, and the vanilla air freshener greeted me. Colourful toys filled the shelves, from stuffed animals and dolls to toy cars and building blocks.Then I spotted two men in black s