The Alpha King's Contracted Luna (Ava and Grayson)
My Billionaire King 18

Chapter 18

-Ava POV-

"I think you've had enough conversations for the day. Drops that bottle and go to bed. And keep your friend under control."

Grayson's voice was ice-

cold, like a command carved out of stone, leaving no room for argument. Without sparing me another glance, he turned on his heel and wal My heart pounded in my chest, but it wasn't from fear. It was frustration, confusion and something else I couldn't quite name. Every encount balance like I was constantly playing a game where I didn't know the rules. And the worst part? He was the only one who held the pieces.

I shook my head, trying to clear the fog that had crept in. How much time had passed? Suddenly, the fact that Isabella was still here register How had I forgotten?

I hurried back to the spot where I'd left her, only

to replace it empty. I scanned the area, my pulse quickening. Where had she gone? After a few minutes of searching, I gave up, defeated. I co think about.

When I finally opened the door, relief washed over me. She was asleep, curled up on the bed, hugging a pillow like it was her lifeline. I could I quietly set the bottle down and slid into bed next to her, wrapping my arms around her like I used to when we were

younger

"Lilian?" she mumbled sleepily.

"It's me. Go back to sleep."

“Hmmm.. was all she managed before drifting off again.

I lay there, staring at the ceiling, trying not to think about Grayson or the mess I had somehow found myself in. But the more I tried to push i The morning sun was ruthless, its rays piercing through the curtains and landing right on my face. I groaned, pulling the pillow over my head "Wake up!" Isabella's voice broke through my sleep-induced haze "There's a lot to be done today!"

I grumbled something incoherent, refusing to emerge from my cocoon of blankets. "Fifty seven more minutes...”

She laughed, "You are so weird. Normal people say five more minutes now come on! Get up!" She yanked the covers off of me with a dram “Ugh!" I groaned louder, curling into a ball. "I don't want to!"

She wasn't listening. She was already pacing

around the room like a woman on a mission. “I've been up for hours. Jameson helped me make some calls and there was an ad put out, an

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That jolted me awake. Ishot gap in bed, my eyes wide. "Wait, what Why didn't you lead with that

She just grinned, clearly pleased with herself. “Because I knew i get you out of bed"

I was fully awake now, and reality came crashing in like a tidal wave. "Oh my Goddess, what am I going to wear? I didn't pack anything for Panic started bubbling up inside me. I hadn't brought anything permotely appropriate for an interview. Sure, I had the name, skills and quali "I need to look the part, Isabella. It doesn't matter who I am or what my name is. They're not going to hire me if I show up looking like I've b Isabella just rolled her eyes at my dramatic outburst and smiled in that knowing way of hers. "You haven't seen you?"

“Seen what?” I blinked at her, completely confused.

yer have

Without another word, she grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the corner of the room. I followed, half-

expecting her to reveal some kind of magic trick. Then, she swung open the door to a walk-in

closet that I hadn't even noticed before.

I gasped, my eyes widening as I took in the sight before me. It was a closet straight

out of a fashion dream, filled with every type of clothing and accessory a woman could ever need. Rows of designer dresses, shoes, bags- everything was perfectly arranged, like a high-

end boutique. And the best part? It looked like it had all been tailored to my exact size.

reached out, touching one of the dresses as if it might disappear under my fingertips. "What.. how

got some

Isabella leaned against the doorway, grinning like the cat that got the cream. "Apparently our royal hotness got s connections and good tast My head was spinning. “Where? When? How did he even know my size? And when did he have time to do this?"

She shrugged, still grinning. "I don't know, but it seems like he's taken an interest in you."

I didn't know whether to feel flattered or terrified. "This is insane.

Isabella laughed, stepping inside the closet and pulling out a sleek, professional outfit that looked like it had been plucked. right off a runway

1 still couldn't believe what I was seeing. My fingers grazed over the clothes, every fabric softer and more luxurious than the last. It was ove I pulled out a crisp white blouse and a

tailored skirt, holding them up to my body. They fit perfectly, like they were made for me. I glanced over at Isabella, who was watching me w “You seriously have no idea how this happened?”

She shook her head, still amused. "Nope. But I'd say you owe him a thank

k you.

A pit settled in my stomach. I was starting to owe Grayson more than I could ever repay, and that unsettled me. The thought of it was suffoc Before we left, I debated telling Grayson where I was going, but he had made it clear he had no intention of controlling me. So, I climbed int Chapter 18

Medicine had never been my choice. My parents had pushed me into it because that's what every Pierce studied, but

somewhere along the way, I found my passion for saving lives. I hadn't worked in six months, though, not since Dylan made me quit my job, The last person who had gone in for the interview came

out, and I braced myself for my turn. But then, the woman who had been calling people in stood up and announced, "That's all for today,"

I stood up, confused, my heart sinking. “Wait!” I called out, catching the woman's attention. “I haven't been interviewed yet.

"I'm sorry, but that's all the people we're taking today,” she said, her voice firm but polite.

I was about to argue when I saw an older woman walking out of the interview room. My breath caught. I hadn't realized she'd been transfer Her eyes landed on me, and her eyes flickered with unease before a half smile plastered itself on her face. "Ava! It's so nice to see you. How

I smiled back politely, “I'm as fine as I can be. Why didn't they call me for my interview?”

Her smile faltered, and sadness filled her eyes. "I'm really sorry Ava and as much as I'd love to help you, I would rather not cross the Pierce "What are you talking about?"

She sighed, lowering

her voice. “You should talk to your mother. She's been calling every hospital in the country to have your blacklisted.