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Though he despised the endless socializing, he had no choice but to plaster on a smile and entertain them. He was truly drained. Leon’s wedding with Harper had been set—April 18th on the lunar calendar, which coincided with May 20th. His mother, a firm believer in astrology, had specifically chosen the date for its auspiciousness. “520,” a day synonymous with romance in popular culture, seemed like the perfect choice to everyone else. But to Leon, it was just another ordinary day. Leon Everhart, sharp and shrewd in business, had been naive in one aspect: he’d nurtured a hawk that eventually pecked at his own eyes.

Leo replied. "I don't want that to happen!" "But no matter what, he will still choose that woman... Yes, he doesn't love you because he doesn't care about you even though he knows you're pregnant. And when you insist on keeping him, you'll only get more hurt... He'll keep leaving you to meet that woman... You share love... Isn't it better to be with a man who can truly give all his love to you, without having to share it?" Leo asked with his serious brown eyes.

, Luna Agreste spoke up, she snarled at the woman and gave her the dirtiest look she could muster, “I absolutely hate her”, “She is a disgrace”, “She has no right to be part of us”, “Silence”, Daphne’s angry voice bounced off the walls, the room fell quiet as all the women kept their opinions to themselves, “I can not believe you people”, she stood up from her seat and paced on the pavilion, “How could you all be so cruel? This woman is a luna, just like the rest of you”.

To his credit, Leo didn’t bother to ask—he justnodded once and was halfway out the door. He paused then as if recalling something. “Oh, and boss? You’ve got a date tonight.” Right. That. I didn’t look up. “Cancel it.” Leo snorted. “It’s that model you let the Bratvaset you up with. The one sending you selfies.” My jaw twitched. Right. The blonde. Another girl with too much filler and not anounce of personality. Not dumb, she thoughtmoney could buy my interest. She couldn’t. She wanted the thrill of sitting across the tablefrom a man she should fear.

she informed him. “Did you investigate me?” Leo asked shocked that she knew about the numerous women he had. “It was on my 19th birthday, I picked up a familiar scent while going grocery shopping so I followed the scent until I found you. Figuring out that an handsome man like you was my mate, I was thrilled and wanted to meet you but then I saw you kissing another woman.

Selene woke before dawn, her body restless, her mind racing. The prayers to the Moon Goddess she had whispered the night before had offered only partial relief. The bond between her and luna pulsed relentlessly, like a heartbeat that refused to slow. Each pulse carried luna’s presence, her dominance, her need, her desire, and Selene found herself trembling at its intensity.

Her skin is soft and warm and her beautiful jade colored eyes seem to look into his soul. Aria cannot fight back, mesmerized by him. His golden eyes have captured her in a whirlwind of emotions which are hard to fight off. She wants to touch his face and feel his sharp features under her fingers. He is so breathtaking and yet, she is not for him. What is the Moon Goddess even thinking? “Sir Leo, I-” “Leo. Not Sir Leo. I am Leo. Your Leo.” The pain in his words nearly undo her and Aria is caught in a fix. She cannot fall weak but he makes her weak.

She snapped out of her thoughts as she felt his teeth grazing on her neck, around the area she was supposed to be marked, and a sudden electricity exploded between them and goosebumps spread on her body. She pushed him when she noticed he was going to sink his teeth into her skin and she met his eyes which had a burning sensation as he was emitting on her. Leo took in her appearance from her head too toe and a lazy smile curled up the sides of his lips. It seemed that the moon goddess had decided to bless him with a perfect woman after waiting patiently for his mate. He was 23 years old was still without a mate until then. He had waited patiently to find her all these years but he could not.

His bronze strong hands cradling the bottom of a woman to his waist. Leonardo D'Angelo chuckled as the woman he was holding tangled her fingers in his hair and went for his mouth again. She was greedy for him. As he expected of her. It was not just his looks which had her attracted to him, but also his money. Leo was overly rich and girls like her liked to run around him, which was fine by him as long as they were not going to demand a relationship. Been there, done that.

Too quickly. The door opened again. I barely had time to school my features before Leo stepped in, holding the door for the woman who followed. She looked exactly like the pictures—taller in person, somehow even more elegant. And she knew it. Her eyes swept the room with effortless calculation before landing on me. “Celeste,” Leo said, “this is Isabella Delacroix.” “I know,” I said before I could stop myself. Isabella’s red lips curved faintly. “I asked Leo if I could meet the infamous assistant-slash-girlfriend. He speaks about you often.”