บททั้งหมดของ The Luna He Never Deserved: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

NARAYAZilla still hasn't returned.I waited until it was nightfall, then I tiptoed out of the room. I peeped into aunty Kayuta's room first. Zoey was right beside her, as they both lay on the bed.Carefully, I carried myself back into the living room. Zilla's snores drifting forth.Her phone was right beside her on the couch. “You have to trust her. She's your voice.” An inner voice that wasn't Ava's cut across my head.“If I don't check, I won't be able to do that,” I responded.The voice went still.I took a deep breath, then stretched out my trembling hand to her device, her snores getting deeper.I clicked the side button and swiped her screen. Input password it said. “XhefZi,” I typed in her long old password. Ever since she was certain of her career path to become a chef, this password stayed with her.The phone vibrated in my hand. “Incorrect Password.”No. This was her password. I shook my head, punching the alphabets in, the second time.Then the third and the fourth.I ha

ROGER Brontë was the first person to meet my eyes when I returned into my mansion. I intentionally idled away time in the office to avoid seeing her, but it seems she was bent on poking me.She meets my eyes briefly, before lowering her face into her phone, her thumbs moving on the screen.My phone chimed.{We need to talk. Meet me in my—}“Hey Hun.”I picked my head up from my phone.“Darling,” I replied, spreading my arms so she could walk into it.She pouted. “You are late.”“I'm sorry. They kept on bringing files I couldn't reject.” I muttered, scratching the lines on my head, before gently placing a kiss on her head.She took my briefcase from me. “You need to rest, Roger. Really. You missed dinner, but I'll ask Agnes to—”I cut her off. “Don't worry. I'm fine.”She peered behind me, the I had to turn myself. “What are you looking at?”“I thought Brontë was just there,” she said, then turned her eyes to me. “Did you see her when you arrived?”I nodded sideways. Her shoulders d

NARAYA One Week LaterHey good morning. Take care of your pup and get some rest.Hey good evening. How was your day? Hope you rested well? Goodnight.For the past seven days that was all Zilla said to me.“You can't blame her. You always lie to her.” Ava whispered within me, while I watched from within as Zilla slide into her car and drives off.I haven't even told her Mr. Henderson had given me access back to my house.“Sometimes, I wish to tell her the truth.” A low sigh brushed out of my lips. “But anytime I open my mouth… I tell her the opposite of all I intended.”“Our mate is unhinged.” Ava added. This days she had become my gist mate.Zilla was now busier. Zoey returned home to her father. And I didn't want to bore aunty Kayuta with my problems and just lock myself within the room, feeling more of a burden to myself than to others.“There's no saying when he'd stop.” I muttered, replying Ava's last words.“He's trying to turn your back against your friend, but who's next an

ROGER Melissa would ask questions. Damon’d demand answers. And soon the whole of the Northern Pack would point suspicious fingers at me if Brontë disappears.That and that alone was the only reason I held myself back from strangling her little neck until it was snapped and she lay lifeless on the bed.I had even suggested she returned back to her pack and wait for me to come for her the right way, hoping for me to buy more time before I figured out a more convenient way to get rid of her.For a moment, it felt as though she understood me. That we were on the same page. That was until she requested I sent her a ridiculous sum of money that took me years to accumulate as profit saying it was collateral as she couldn't completely trust me, using my words against me.I stood and up and neared the window. “I regret the day I set my eyes on you,” I muttered, before I could stop myself.She was still muttering a reply when a scream ripped through my skull. Melissa. My heart skipped a bi

ROGER All it had to take was one word. Just one word from Melissa and I'll make sure Brontë never got the chance to see the light of day again making sure all the secrets she thought she had about me disappear with her.That was why I sent the money to her to buy me time.But the disappearance of the three hundred thousand wasn't something I saw coming.I was still on the call with Silas when she moved her self into the hospital, Brian and Jennie dressed in black matching her own outfit.Their eyes were red. The deepest shade I'd ever since in any children.Brontë held a hand kerchief to her nose, bowling into it, before moving to my side, leaving the kids behind. She was also wearing dark shades. “Oh my Roger,” her voice cracked as she approached. “What happened to my friend?”They kids whimpered as the carried their legs towards us.“What the hell is this?” I hissed through my teeth. “I already sent you the money.”“Seen, my love,” she muttered, a sly smirk appearing on her eyes