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Luna

My aunt's perfectly styled blonde head popped up on the screen. She waved through the screen, blowing few kisses at me.

"Darling, how are you? I missed you so much."

"I'm fine." I twirled my hair. "Just couldn't sleep." I noticed she had makeup on and was not in her lounge wear. "Have I caught you on a bad time?"

"No, honey. I was just going out for a few drinks with a client." Her eyes gleamed with excitement and I suspected whether she was going on a date.

"Or a date?"

She blushed. "That's absolutely rubbish. They're going to be a people with us and I'm working on his company' account. Can't mix business with pleasure."

"If he's hot you can."

"Why on the earth are you not sleeping. What time is it possibly there, Luna?"

"Three," I said and averted my gaze. She scowled at me and then lectured me on why I shouldn't stay awake at night.

"Aunt Lucille, don't you have to be somewhere?" I diverted the topic, but she knew my tricks better.

"Luna," she said, on serious note. "Is something bothering you?" Should I tell her about Mia's situation.... it would be too risky. It would only tarnish Mia's name. "Is it about your mom?"

"It's not about mommy." It was my childhood habit to refer my mom as 'mommy' and I couldn't let it go. "I haven't thought of her in awhile." How could I when my attention was captured by those disturbingly destructive boys. "It's nothing Aunt Lucille, don't worry about me."

I figured not be tell her about my impromptu plan to Cabo. She would only freak out and rush over here leaving her work behind. "By the way, when will you be back?"

Smiling brightly she gushed about how close she was to secure a big account and all the sleepless nights might actually result in victory. "Everything depends on how tonight goes, sweetie." She turned nervous for the first time now.

"Deep breaths, Lucy boo." She breathed in and out with me. "You're a winner. You've got it." After she calmed down, I spoke a few encouraging words. "Now, off you go and flash me that million dollar smile." She did.

"You go back to bed, no late nights." I nodded. There's no way I'll be sleeping. My little friend is going to keep me awake all night.

We said our goodbyes and ended the call. I slided my Macbook Pro and stretched on the bed.

Not a few seconds later, Ash crawled on top on me. "There you are."

I kissed my little baby and his little bell jingled, he purred resting beside me. "You are sleepy?" He stared at my face like be actually understood me and let out cute 'meow' melting my heart a little. I caressed his soft skin and tucked him under his blanket.

Ash was a sphynx cat known for his lack of fur. He's such an usual cat and never often adopted by anyone, but Mrs. Wordorf, who lived on the same street as mine adopted Ash a few years ago.

I actually took pity on him because everyone stayed away from him and no one even pets him anymore. Mrs Wordorf already has eight more cats and those cats are a fucking bully. This poor soul is always alone and when the pet sitter refused to look after him for a few days, I volunteered.

Ash purred and like a cat lover, I am, I took several pictures and videos of him.

When I told Ares, I would bring a friend with me, it was Ash and now if he had any problem with Ash then I can bid adieu to his fucking trip.

Actually, it was my intention to back out the trip using Ash as an excuse. I don't understand why on earth I agreed to even go to this 'party,' I want to say. What is this even? Rich kids wasting their parents money on liquor and exotic locations.

They could just donate the money to charity. I mean, more than a billion people go to sleep on an empty stomach and these rich freaks don't even fucking care about their parents.

I have to remind myself, Ares is one of them and he could never fit in my life neither can I fit in his. Everything is rapid for him, but not for me. I want things to mean something in my life and he doesn't even care about people in his life.

Maybe I should just call this whole thing off, there is no way why I should go with and I saw that girl who bumped into him at the restaurant. She was so intimate with him and didn't even spare me a glance and when she did, she looked at me like I was an unwanted baggage.

I bet, she thought I was just another fling of Ares, wanting to have a taste of his luxurious lifestyl, like a wannabe.

'You're mine."

"You'll only open this sexy mouth for and you'll spread those thighs for me."

"I have never seen someone with an eye color so crazy like yours."

His voice invades my headspace and I try to push it to the very back of my mind. It's been a few hours since Ares dropped me off and since the moment I stepped in, all I could think about was him.

God, his eyes are like hurricane, so wild and so amazon green. The way he tilts his head, just to drop his panty-melting lopsided grin sends me off to an edge. His boyish chuckle, swoons me over. And even get me started on his dimple, that gorgeous dimpled smile can make me give all of me to him.

Sometimes, I love to mess with his perfectly styled copper brown hair and that really annoys him.

"For damaging my car, I would beat anyone, but for messing with my hair, I will fucking kill."

I laughed at his annoyed words. There was nothing in the world he loved more than his hair. Or himself.

I twist and turn in my bed thinking about what a gamble it would be to care for Ares, let alone give him a piece of my heart. For Godsake, I barely knew that guy and from the time that I knew him, he came off as nothing but an asshole. But, why is he all I can think of?

Think? I've started to fucking dream about him. I've unhealthily obsessing over him and I know absolutely nothing about him. "Maybe, it's just the way he looks." I talked to Ash who is letting out meeky snores. "Or because he's so damn tall." At this point I'm just talking to myself like an manic.

"I think because he's so arrogant? Or maybe 'cause he has that mouth- drooling body?" I let out a frustrated sigh, clearly not helping myself in anyway.

Why does he have to be so cute and rude? It's impossible to ignore him. I hate how giddy my insides feel at the sight of him. It's like floating in the air.

Stop dwelling, Luna. I scold myself. You're just infatuated. Remember the time when you felt this way about Axel..... Damn it, Axel.

I haven't thought of him and he was supposed to call me. We were on the same team, now... kinda. We both needed to take down Chase bloody-Henry. God, Mia! I haven't thought of her either.

Damn, you, Ares. You're shredding away my sanity piece by piece. And to say, I'm going away with him to Cuba and he specifically told me to pack my bikini. Pervert.

Aren't boys supposed to be possessive towards their girlfriends? Don't they totally oppose of their girlfriends showing off their skin in a bikini. But then I realized, I'm not his girlfriend. Damn it!

Then why do I have to be so drawn towards him? Why is he so enigmatic? I'm going a little crazy every minute of my time that I don't spend with him.

I have to either end this 'thing' going on between us before it's too late. My eyelids gets heavier and I go to sleep dreaming of amazon green eyes.

***

"Dear, God, how much did you pack, Luna? You know it's only for two days, not even an entire weekend." Charlotte eyes my suitcase up and down. "I assure you, people over there may as well be walking around nude." She lightly chuckled.

My head snapped up. I tucked the last bit of my makeup into a bag. I don't think I was carrying a lot of baggage, just the basics. Few dresses, boots, pumps, night clothes, firstaid kit, makeup...... and as Ares wanted, bikinis. I don't think I was over-packed.

"It's not even that much. Just a few necessities."

"It looks like you've got some treasure hidden over there," she laughs walking over to sit on my bed. "You wouldn't even feel the need to wear so many clothes over there." She tosses her lose brown ponytail over the side. "From what I know, the girls he's.... friends with or knows are like a bloody supermodels, flaunting their skin to get the boys' attention."

She shakes her head in disgust. "And boys actually like those types of girls.... what even."

"I know what you mean," I assure her.

"You, you," she points her finger at me. "Don't lose your ground to these selfish rich boys. They don't care about your or anyone's feelings, only about themselves. It's good if you're far away from them."

I feel like there's something more to what she's telling me. I know about her and Axel and what type of a fucked up relationship they have, had.

I sit next to her, zipping up my GUESS suitcase. "Can I ask you something?" She nodded. "I know we haven't been friends for a long time, but I think I should ask you this," I hesitated for moment. "I heard about your marriage to Chase Henry and I wanted to ask you-"

"Stop." She raised her hand to hault me mid-sentence."I know what you're going to say and I know I should've told you about it sooner, but it did not feel right because it's not confirmed yet."

"Confirmed?"

She rubs her neck, bending down a little. "Yeah," her voice small. "It was Cade Henry and my father, Sedric Torrance' decision to have us both married. In that way I could finally be included in father's family and they could merge some for their assets."

"Included in family?" She drops her head down and for the first time I notice faint dark circles under her eyes.

"You know my name is Charlotte Richards not Torrance," she gulps. "It's because I'm a bastard of the Torrance family and nothing more, but my brother Ares actually felt a real connection with me and kind of forced his family to accept me in their lives. You know I didn't even wanted to move to Chicago in the first place. My life in Cleveland was just fine, it was just me and my mother and we certainly did not need anyone in our lives," she pauses. "But then my mom just disappeared, she continues. "Just like that," she snaps her fingers. "Without a trace."

Dazed, I couldn't make up words to sympathise with her. And here I was, thinking my mother's death was the saddest thing ever. "I'm sorry."

"No, no, no, no," she said. "Don't be." She straightened up, recovering herself. "I don't want to bore you with my sad story." She gives me a small smile. "Long story short, Ares basically took me in and raised me in his house until, Mrs. Torrance grew frustrated at the sight of her husband's betrayal, she never really liked me to say, but because of Ares she tolerated me.

"But Mrs. Torrance suffers from acute anxiety anxiety and depression. So at 15, I was moved here with Geneva, my caretaker, but she's like a mother to me. She took care of me and she still does. She lives with me and Ares drops by every now and then. So, basically Sedric wanted to merge some of his real estate shares with Mr. Henry and it could only be possible if there was a marriage between the two houses. So that's how the marriage thing got in place."

I was stupefied with the enormous information. "I know, it's a lot to take," Charlotte laughs. "Chase and Ares are such good friends and Ares wouldn't let just any-other-boy marry me if he didn't had respect for him."

Gosh! I was going to get a headache with this information. Who's going to tell her that her future husband is a living nightmare and is obsessed with his stepsister? Maybe I could convince her to back out from this sham of a marriage?

"Let's not think much." How can I not? "He'll be here any moment now."

Just as she said, the devil rung my doorbell.