“What are you doing sitting on the stairs?” I climbed the first and second steps and waited for her to move out of the way.She slowly got up. “I'm sorry but I can't let you in, Luna. The alpha is currently in and busy with a serious matter”Serious matter, in our bedroom.And I couldn't go in.“Sorry? You said I can't what?” My grip on my bag tightened. I suddenly saw Zara approaching from the background door, she must have heard what Selene said.Selene continued. “You can't go in” She hesitated before adding. “Luna”Zara took my bag from me and faced Selene with a grim expression. “Step aside, Ms Getty or I'll be forced to make you” I could see the surprised flash in Selene's eyes. Yes, Zara was an ordinary assistant and Chambermaid but she was as strong as she could be, I stopped sparring with her when she almost broke my bones. She was more capable than any guards I carry.Selene look at her ridiculously. “Can you please not interrupt. I'm just doing my job”Zara scoffed in resp

The morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room as I groggily reached for my buzzing phone on the nightstand. Cecil's name flashed on the screen, and I answered after yawning and wiping the drool off my chin.“Ana, it's Cecil,” Her voice crackled through the line. “Just wanted to let you know that the people have started bringing in the equipment for the store. Elizabeth and Jennie are already here, ready to get things set up.”I pulled the phone away from my ear to check the time.7:56I placed the phone back on my ear.“Thanks for the heads up, Cecil. I'll be there shortly.” My voice was groggy and she must have known because she asked me to take a quick bath and be there.After hanging up, I dragged myself out of bed, feeling the weight of exhaustion settling over me like a heavy blanket. The events of the previous night had left me drained both physically and emotionally, but there was no time to dwell on it now.In the bathroom, I stared at

“Good afternoon, this is The Grand Platinum Hotel, how may I assist you?” came the voice of the receptionist from the other end of the line. Her voice tiny. “Hello, This is Zara Valentine, I'd like to make a reservation for tomorrow,” Zara replied politely, her grip on the phone tightening. “I'm sorry, but all of our suites have been booked for tomorrow,” The receptionist informed her. Zara's expression fell slightly, but she quickly regained her composure. “Okay, thank you for letting me know,” She said before ending the call. Without skipping a beat, she moved on to the next hotel on her list, dialing the number. They picked at the first ring. “Good afternoon, this is The Royal Hotel, how may I assist you?” The receptionist greeted. “Hi there, I'm Zara Valentine and I'd like to make a reservation for tomorrow,” Zara repeated her usual request. She sounded like a broken record. After a brief pause, the receptionist responded, “I'm sorry, but we're fully booked for tomorrow. But

As the car rolled to a stop at the airport, I glanced at the digital clock on the dashboard. It read a few minutes to nine. With a deep breath, I gathered my belongings and prepared to step out into the calm atmosphere of the terminal.Exiting the car proved to be a bit of a challenge, as it was a tall vehicle and I needed some assistance from the driver to help my way down. Once on solid ground, I thanked him and retrieved my bags, ready to begin the next leg of the journey.The airport didn't buzz with activity as it should, no sound of the usual chatter and the hum of engines that was supposed to fill the air. Neon signs illuminated the terminal, casting a colorful glow over the dark area. I made my way through the large wooden boxes that scattered around, didn't know the use or what was inside, but it was there. I followed the signs that pointed towards the departure gates.After a bit of searching, I spotted Victor and his assistant standing near the entrance to the lone open pla

“Have it sent back before afternoon”As I stirred from sleep, I heard Victor's voice conversing with someone at the door. Rubbing my eyes, I realized I was on the bed despite dozing off in the armchair last night.With a groan, I pushed myself upright, feeling more exhausted than usual. Victor hurried over as he closed the door, concern etched on his face.“Are you okay? You look tired,” He asked, reaching out to help me up.“Yeah, I'm fine, I think,” I replied, stifling a sneeze. “Just a bit chilly, and maybe I overdid with the massage.”“The party still on for you?” He took a glass of water from the table and gave it to me.I took a large gulp and gave it back. “Yeah, don't worry” I sneezed again. And again.Oh, Goodness!After breakfast, Victor helped me arranged my dress and my heels and then we dressed up and stopped by at a salon to make my hair and then we came back.I'm tired.Seven pm drew nearer to the anticipated time of the red carpet party, Victor mentioned he needed to s