I am going to kill him today. She thought to herself as she stormed through the hallway of the hotel. Her body burning with fury. She was a high powered publicist who ran her own boutique public relations firm. Putting out fire for her elite clients was always easy for him but no one got on her nerves like him. Xavier Castillo. Rich beyond belief and more carefree than he should be and got on every single nerve she had. He had promised he won't be partying for six months and here he was. Making another mess in one of his stupid parties with his stupid friends that were there just for the money. She banged on his room door and he opened with a lazy, dimpled grin. Three years of working with him and he had gotten harder to figure out. After their recent vacation she had thought maybe there was hope. But no, he remained the headache of a client that he had been since forever.

"Luna! You're back." He drawled. Saying the same stupid nickname. "Damn. Who died?" He asked feigning concern.