I Am The Luna

Chapter 24

ZAIA.

THREE YEARS LATER…

I lace my fingers together, resting my elbows on the sleek marble of my top- floor executive office. Scoffing as the man before me rambles on.

Cocking a brow, I finally intervene. “Mr Santoni, time is precious, and I have places to be, deals to close, and money to make. So, shall we get to the proof that these company records show?”

His face pales as he presses his lips into a tight line. “You are gravely mistaken, Ms Toussaint! I can assure you the miners’ project was something that we handled correctly! Those poor folk are trying to con the company! They are snakes!”

My eyes flash as I slam my hand on top of the file, making him flinch as I stand up.

“Mr Santoni. I will not tolerate you antagonising me. You embezzled millions of dollars from this company, which was set aside for the family of the deceased miners abroad after the accident two years ago! Did you really think that I would not look into it?” I ask sharply, my voice dripping with authority and warning him to dare deny the truth that is laid before us.

He lowers his head, swallowing hard. A drop of sweat trickles down his face and he takes out his handkerchief, wiping it away nervously.

“P-please Ms Toussaint… the th-thing … I mean I have served this company for over twenty years, my father before me worked for the Toussaint enterprises, how can you let that all be cast aside so qu-quickly…” he mumbles his eyes darting around the office as if looking for a way to escape.

We are on the thirty-seventh floor of Toussaint Enterprises, a building that sits in the centre of the business district. There is nowhere to escape with security on every floor and at every exit.

the fact you took money that was not yours.” I say coldly, “Those families

the manager put in charge had been careless and Mr Santoni here had only made matters worse. But ultimately the

a deep breath. Although I’ve only shifted once in my life, lately her emotions have only gotten stronger,

sorry! And I will pay it back, p-please please don’t press charges!” he pleads as he suddenly holds his hands up pleadingly

my eyes flashing as I press a button under the table. “I need security. I’m afraid you will have to take

those words before

it!” he shouts as the door opens and two security guards come in.

raise an eyebrow, motioning at them to take him out. “Your confession is caught on tape, Mr Santoni. Anything and everything can and will be held against

me! No

under my breasts and turn away from the

“Are you alright, Boss?”

course, please close the

“Yes, Ma’am.”

from floor to ceiling, behind my desk.

the roads and the faint sound of horns blaring can be heard from drivers impatient

here…. the exterior is full glass, with words in matt black running along the side that you can read

ARAN KING

that would once clench at my heart as a reminder of my ex, a pain

Almost.

a few tendrils of red hair frame her face. Sharp eyes that are winged with black eyeliner, and bold red lipstick

woman who is the image of

white satin blouse that is emphasised around my breasts. I’ve gained weight there since I had the little ones. The blouse is tucked into my beige

Toussaint, the Managing Director of

my father and the CEO above me. In three years, I achieved

am, proving myself at every corner, fighting against those who tried to thwart me and pin me with false accusations..

pain remained for years, I realised that if we had truly been strong enough, nothing would have been

now, now, I live in a world of wit, deceit, and power. I prefer the latter because, in this world, no one can break my heart. A knock on the door makes my breath hitch, bringing me

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