All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S CHUBBY LUNA: HIS SHY MATE : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Lucero had no idea how he got to his office. But before he realized it, he was sitting behind his desk, staring at nothing.The office was silent, just like the space in his head. His usually prim and proper desk now had papers scattered as he hand-slapped them away. Important documents littered the floor, too. Lucero hadn't moved since that morning. He hardly ever blinked. His eyes burned. His lips were dry and cracked. His skin had lost its usual color, and the dark circles beneath his eyes made him look almost sick.He hadn’t slept in days. He didn’t eat, not even taste water. The only thing keeping him moving was the thought of Anaïs.A knock sounded. Lucero didn’t answer. He was out of it completely. The door opened, and Matthew poked his head in. He took one look at the state of the room and knew that that morning hadn't gone well.Matthew was about to step in when he stopped…shook his head.“Nah… Im too young to die.” He muttered to himself before going out and closing the do

Evening came slower than he anticipated. Lucero kept looking at the time, hoping it would go faster. Dinner was at seven. By nine, he was in front of the Carter's mansion. The White mansion was brightly illuminated. Luxury cars filled the driveway; they belonged to important family members who had gathered for the dinner.Lucero’s was escorted to the dinning hall by a maid. Before he got close, he could already hear the laughter that echoed through the enormous halls.Everyone seemed happy, but as soon as he walked in, the laughter stopped abruptly. Lucero’s eyes moved through the guests. Some immediately looked annoyed, some angry, but none of them spoke against him.Lucero smirked. “Of course. How could they?”The dinner started. They had all been waiting for him. Everyone was happy and laughing- well, Everyone except Lucero.He sat at the long dining table, expressionless. Even if he looked better than that morning, he still looked almost alarming.Dark eye bags. Bloodshot eyes.

It didn’t take much time to get to her house. In fact, she had used the right and most obvious landmark, he was parked in front of the house in twenty minutes. Before he got out the car, he checked everything. His hair in the mirror, any stains in his perfectly irons and crisp shirt. He cupped his hands and blew into his palm, then he sniffed.Minty.Good, he had chewed three gums on his way here.With everything fitting the check box, he grabbed the flowers and pastry box on the passengers seat and got out of the car. He looked around the house, it was simple, cute and pink. In fact, the next three to four houses were pink and the rest were other colors. Clearly, they were owned by women.Suddenly, there was a loud sound. A sport car. Speeding towards his direction. Lucero turned around to see a purple race car speed by. The woman stopped at the purple house beside anais’s.She got down, flipped her back lengthways dark hair. Then she noticed him. Her face scrunched up, her cat ey

Anaïs blinked. She didn’t expect his reply. It took her a second for her to fully understand what he meant. ‘Why? Because his answer was unexpected’ “You—“ A smirk grew on his face when he saw that she understood what he wanted to say. He hadn’t surrendered. He had been waiting. Waiting for an opening. Waiting for someone on the other side to make a mistake. And knowing Lucero… Once that mistake came, he wouldn’t simply take advantage of it. He would tear the entire arrangement apart. “Yo…sneaky….” She started. He raised a brow at what she would say next. Anais laughed and slapped her leg. “Basket…” A new habit she learnt from one of the girls. The brow that lifted fell and scrunched up. “Basket?” He knew she couldn’t curse but this…wasn’t it better if she didn’t say anything at all. He chuckled at her choice of words. Anaïs stared at him. “So You’ve been biding your time.” She pointed an amused finger at him. Lucero said nothing. His silence was answer enough. Somethin

Sunday morning arrived like any other day. But unlike other days, today was a day many people looked forward to. The media posted a lot of news about the nation's most anticipated event.Lucero and Vivian’s engagement. Vivian woke up feeling like her legs were made of cotton Candy. She ate very little, unable to stomach much with a belly filled with butterflies.She got dressed beautifully, trying to keep it “simple” because she wanted to portray herself as the humble fiancé of the city’s most powerful man. She moved from one end of the hall to the other, inspecting everything personally. She frowned when things didn’t look perfect enough. “The flowers should be moved slightly to the left.” She pointed at a vase that sat at the very center of the stand. The staff frowned. “What?” He still nudged the case.“No, not there. There.” Vivian pointed; she spoke to him like he was very stupid.The staff nudged the case back to its original position.“Perfect.” She clapped and moved to bo