After all that has happened around the world in the last six months, I've been writing more than before and concentrating again in this story that I started almost five years ago. So far I have written up to chapter 31, so expect new chapters to come soon. I hope all you guys are safe and healthy. Thank you so much from the bottom of my heart for taking the time to read this story and to help me bringing it to life through your imagination. Let me know what you think, can't wait to hear from you!

Warning: this chapter includes strong language, explicit sexual content and substance intake. Reader discretion is advised.

"Ms. Armstrong?" she heard the voice in the distance, not really caring about all the eyes that suddenly turned to her. She heard giggles and whispers, but there was hardly anything that really interested or matter to her nowadays. She had lost the will to learn, to create. For the past few weeks she felt like a zombie, she was alive, but not living. She could move but could not feel. She felt that everything around her was senseless and pointless. She was a carcass, and she didn't know where her true self was. She felt lost and hopeless.

"Is everything OK, Ms. Armstrong?" Hunt asked in a polite manner, his voice reflect worry.

Luna snapped out of it and nodded "Yes, professor. I'm OK. I don't know the answer" she waved her hand, disregarding the question.

"So, you didn't read the assigned section" his tone hardened.

"Nope" she said, nonchalantly.

"Please see me after class" he suddenly became his old self. The scowl right in his forehead.

Guillermo raised his hand and answered Hunt's question, extensively. It was clear who was the new perfect student. Several girls turned their heads to look at him, fawning all over. Luna couldn't care less.

Towards the end of the class, Guillermo approached her. "Hey, you want me to wait for you so we can take a bite before our next class? I got some ideas for a new project that I know you will love. I want to hear what you think" his dashing smile would melt any other woman… except for her.

"I got some things to take care of. I'll see you in class" she said, unfazed.

"You sure? It's no problem, I can wait for you" he insisted.

"Nah, I'll see you later" the more she rejected him, the more he wanted her.

"I'll see you later, then" he seemed disappointed, but his perseverance was greater.

She waited patiently in her seat until there were just the two of them in the room. She remained in her seat; her gaze full of disdain. He walked towards her, seating in an empty chair next to her.

"What's wrong with you? Your performance has declined considerably. You don't read the assigned papers, you refuse to participate, you show no interest in the subject. You are putting me in a very hard position here, Luna. I want to help you out; I know your capabilities. You are an amazing student and I'm sure you'll be an even better professional, but you need to put some effort into this"

Luna shrugged her shoulders, disregarding his words. "Whatever. Can I leave now?" she said, indifferent.

"I'm just letting you know that I will fail you if you don't put any effort. You're at risk of losing your scholarship and I'm pretty sure that your benefactor will not be happy about this"

"Cool. Anything else?"

She continued to behave like a rebellious teenager, and he understood that everything he had to say was simply not going to matter to her.

"Yes. You can go now" he muttered in an almost inaudible tone.

She took her things and rushed through the door. His presence was becoming increasingly unbearable. How can she concentrate with his steel eyes always scrutinizing her? Scanning her, judging her. She didn't know for how long she was capable of endure this.

The field trip promised a lot, but she was disappointed that Addy wasn't in her class to at least count on her support. She dreaded Guillermo's company, so she decided to evade him at all costs during the studio tour. As soon as he saw her waiting outside of the studio, he came close to her.

"Luna, you look mesmerizing as always" said the young man, looking at her with devoted eyes.

"Yeah, yeah. Hey! I think Bianca was looking around for you. You should probably look for her, she was rather insistent"' she tried to send him away.

"Bianca? Maybe it is about that meeting I have later today with her dad. I should look for her"

Luna felt the need to warn him about Ander Stone, for like a millisecond. She thought that all those people deserved each other and should actually screw each other up, in all ways possible. She half smiled as she continued towards the inside of the studio "Sure, you go do that. I'll see you around"

She went behind a set to wait for the rest of the class to gather before the field trip started. She looked around her and contemplated the set around her. It made her feel alive for once. The cameras, the scenarios, all the possible stories she could bring to life. It was the only thing that brought joy to her life. She wished she could let her pride to the side and forget about Hunt and everything that happened between them. She wished that the drive that moved her before was still there.

"Ok, everyone please gather around me" she came back to reality as she heard his voice resonate through the whole studio. She walked towards him, stopping at a considerable distance. "No cellphones are allowed in this facility. Every single person that enters the building must leave their cellphones on this basket, including myself. You will collect your cellphone once the tour is over"

Immediately, people started to whisper in disapproval. "What?! My precious cellphone? Hell no! I can't be away from my baby. What if I get notifications from Twitter or Instagram?" Bianca instantly snapped.

"I'm afraid all those will have to wait. If you don't want to comply, you can always leave, Ms. Stone. However, remember that this is 30% of your grade and you desperately need to improve those grades in order to pass the class. The decision is yours" Hunt grabbed the basket as he placed his own cellphone inside. "Now, those of you who care enough about this class, please deposit your cellphones in the basket before entering the building" some students rolled their eyes as they took out their cellphones and shut them down.

Luna took her cellphone and put it in the basket with the rest. "I just hope we don't get chased by a crazy psychopath and we end put really needing our cellphones. That would be a real bummer" she said morbidly as she walked away.

"Oh my god, that is like the weirdest thing to say. Do you think that can really happen?" Bianca turned to Guillermo, distressed.

Guillermo chuckled "Of course not, that's just Luna being sarcastic" he actually loved Luna's dark sense of humor.

"I don't understand how someone like you can be into someone like her" Bianca said as they walked together, slightly behind her.

"Luna is the most wonderful woman I've ever met. I don't know why you dislike her so much, Bianca. You should give her a chance and get to know her better"

"AS IF!" she protested. "I have no interest in hanging out with weirdos"

"No problem, bimbo. Weirdos have no interest in hanging out with superficial bitches either" Luna replied as she continued to walk in front of them. Guillermo chuckled and Hunt smirked.

"Whatever!" Bianca rolled her eyes as the class entered the building.

The tour lasted about an hour and a half and everything flowed pretty smoothly and according to plan. The class was walking towards the exit when Guillermo asked Luna to wait for him while he went to look for Bianca to finish arranging some plans. Luna nodded, but the last thing she wanted was to be stuck with Guillermo for the rest of the afternoon. She took advantage of the moment and walked into one of the studios to hide there until Guillermo left. She figured she might as well just wait there until everyone left so she could be left alone.

The studio she entered appeared to be set for a romantic scene. A big heart-shaped bed sat in the middle of the big room. A small fridge behind the cameras had a platter of cheese and ham and several bottles of wine. "Jackpot!" she whispered to herself as she grabbed one of the bottles to see the harvest. Her stomach started to growl, and she suddenly realized how hungry she was. She took several pieces of ham and cheese from the platter, not really caring if anyone would miss it. There were no glasses around, so drinking directly from the bottle suddenly appeared to be a great idea.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the building, Hunt was finishing distributing the cellphones when he noticed that there was only one left. He took it in his hands and immediately recognized its owner. He smiled while holding the device, imagining her beautiful face looking back at the screen. Suddenly, a male voice startled him and brought him back to reality. As soon as he saw Guillermo, he put the device inside his pocket, instinctively.

"Hunt! Have you seen Luna? I've been looking everywhere for her; I can't seem to find her. I've been calling her cellphone several times and it appears to be off. Did she pickup her cellphone yet?"

Every time he heard Guillermo's voice, he felt an incredible need to punch him in the face. This was no exception. "I don't have any cellphones here, so I guess she did" he answered coldly.

"Didn't you see her pick it up?" Guillermo raised a brow.

"I'm a professor, Mr. Rivera, not a Nanny" Thomas countered.

"If you see her, can you please tell her I'm looking for her?" Guillermo tried to brush the clear tension off.

"As I mentioned, I'm a professor, Mr. Rivera, not a Nanny and definitely, not a messenger" he stared directly at Guillermo, defiant.

Guillermo was taken aback but refused to make an enemy out of someone like Hunt. "I'll see you in class, professor" Hunt detected a hint of sarcasm, but he didn't really care. He turned around and entered one of the studios, looking around for her. Spending several minutes there, he continued to the next studio without success. He started to wonder if something had happened to her and he started to panic at the thought.

"Luna!" He went from studio to studio screaming her name. She was amused trying on several wigs that she found in a big closet when she heard his voice. She panicked and started to put back together the wigs in a very disorderly fashion.

He slammed the door as he hurried inside the studio where Luna was before she could even take off the wig she was trying on. A head full of sleek, black hair hanging right above her shoulders. It made her eyes look even more lustrous under the studio's lights.

"Luna… Here you are" he was relieved to finally find her "What happened? The tour is over, we should vacate the building as soon as possible" he stopped to take a breath and admire her beauty. That hair definitely looked good on her, but he was surprised to find out that he actually preferred her multicolor locks rather than a solid, boring color.

"What are you doing?" he chuckled at her. She looked like a little kid being mischievous. Damn, did he miss her craziness!

"Uhmmm…. Just here, trying these on. How do I look?" she was startled but quickly reacted when she saw softness in his eyes. "Which one do you prefer? Brunette or Blonde?" she lifted a blonde wig that she had on her hand.

"Actually…" he said as he got closer "Either one will definitely suit you. You have the perfect features so that everything looks good on you… However, I definitely prefer your multicolored hair"

He took off the wig from her head as she looked directly into his eyes. Her hair was tied into a tight bun in the back of her head. He took the hairband off and her hair fell down, covering her shoulders. He took one hair strand in between his fingers as he admired the different hues ranging from blues to purples and pinks. It was almost like a perfect sunset.

She felt like she was floating as she melted under his gaze. "We shouldn't be here… we need to head back to the entrance" Hunt suggested, coming back to reality at a speed of a mile an hour.

"Or what?" she smiled. Suddenly, a loud noise resonated on the walls and they turned to each other in disbelief. "Or they'll lock us here for the entire weekend!" Hunt ran towards the main studio while Luna followed him close behind.

As soon as they entered the main building, the big metal door was closed. They rushed towards it, yelling for help, hoping that the person that closed it wasn't too far away to hear their screams. No luck. No matter how much they yelled or pounded the door, no response. Nothing.

They were trapped inside a huge warehouse for the entire weekend. Two whole days. No filming was scheduled until Monday morning, so the odds of anyone coming to their rescue were slim to none.

"Please, please tell me that you have either your phone or mine in your pockets" Luna was starting to freak out.

"No, I left everything in the office. It's locked" he lied as he felt her cellphone inside his jacket. He remembered that he was hiding it from Guillermo so he put it in his pocket. Hunt didn't know why, but he couldn't help but lie to her. He realized that there was no place in the world he'd rather be than that studio, with her.

"Oh, shit… and now what?! How are we going to get out of here?" Luna asked, trying to asses the situation.

"The only thing left to do is just wait. The main office is the only place with a telephone, and that is locked. There is no way we'll get in there unless you are a career criminal and know how to open up locks" he said, sarcastically.

"I might not be a career criminal, but I actually know how to open a lock" she said as she got closer to the door to inspect the handle. "However, this one is particularly hard. We will need tools to open this thing up. Maybe we can find some hand tools around here"

Hunt was impressed and kind of turned on at Luna's mechanical skills. However, the last thing he wanted to do was to open that door. "I think we should just wait for someone to come and open the door"

"What's up with that?! I thought you were more resourceful than that, Hunt! Come on, help me look for some tools. In case you've never seen one, tools are these metal objects that are usually elongated with plastic or wood handles" she smirked in a condescending way.

"I know what tools are…" he said in between teeth, realizing he knew way less about tools than what he cared to admit. "I just can't allow you to vandalize property. We need to find another solution"

"OK… whatever, then. I'm starving, let's find some food first. In that studio there is a platter of cheese and ham and several wine bottles. Are you going to be against that, too?"

"We can eat the food, but the alcohol is off limits"

"Give me a break… they left us in here without checking for people before closing. That is a huge liability. Nothing is off limits, Hunt" she winked at him while she led the way to the studio. "It's freezing in here, maybe we can drink that wine to barely stay warm and alive. Believe me, by the time we're out of here that wine will be the least of their worries"

Hunt smiled at the thought of staying with her for the whole weekend. Memories of San Francisco came rushing back to his head and he couldn't help but smile and follow her closely behind. They entered the studio and Luna opened the refrigerator, revealing the contents inside. The platter looked appetizing and he realized he was hungry as well.

"There must be some glasses around here" Hunt looked everywhere, trying to find something to pour a little bit of wine.

"I checked… nothing. Your best bet is to drink straight from the bottle. Here, this can be yours. This is the one I drank earlier, so this is mine I guess"

"So now I'm reduced to drinking wine directly from the bottle, like an animal" he said as he raised an eyebrow.

"I don't know about you, but I really don't care for glasses whenever I'm trapped inside a giant warehouse with my professor" she said as she took a gulp directly from the bottle. "Besides, I've never seen an animal drinking wine from the bottle…"

He smiled and took a small sip from the bottle as well, following her gesture. "Never done that before, I must admit" he said after a small pause "Not bad" he smiled, loosing up.

"I tell you, Hunt. For being such a badass professor and director, you really haven't lived much"

"Of course I've lived plenty! I wouldn't call drinking directly from a bottle a life experience most people would benefit from" he said as he gave the bottle another sip.

"Yet here you are enjoying the shit out of it…" she said, looking intently at him with a smile permanently on her lips.

He smiled back. The first genuine smile he had felt in his face for a long, long time.

They started to chat about the studio and their equipment, the sets and technical aspects of different cameras. Hours passed and their conversations changed with the passing of time. As it was already a tradition with them, they loosened up as the wine started to disappear. Little by little, it was like nothing had happened between them and they were in San Francisco once again, happy. They laughed as they told stories to one another and discussed ideas about scripts.

They started to brainstorm ideas for the script they had written together when everything was perfect between them. They were on the last chapter when they broke up, so both of them stopped the project completely and put it in a dusty corner.

"It's getting cold in here… I wonder if they have a heating system…" she said as she looked around for a thermostat.

"I don't think so… these warehouses don't need heating systems with all the amount of lights and equipment around here. We can use part of the wardrobe, but the fabrics are very thin" Hunt said as he looked at Luna's arms starting to get goosebumps from the cold. He walked towards the bed and removed a thick blanket underneath the bedspread. He encircled her with the blanket as he secured it from the front. She grabbed the ends and gave him a smile that warmed his heart. "There, I think this will be enough" he looked directly into her eyes.

"Thank you…" she grabbed the blanket in between her hands.

They looked at each other for a few moments before Hunt came back to reality. "It's getting late and you must be tired… You can sleep on the bed; I'll find something else around here"

"Don't be ridiculous, we can share a bed and be civil about it. Besides, I didn't see many beds on the other studios, did you?"

"No, not really"

"You see… come on, it's not like we haven't shared more than a bed"

His cheeks flushed at the thought of all the things they've lived while they were together. Luna noticed immediately and saw an opportunity.

"Look at you, you're flushing… never thought that'd be humanly possible coming from you…" a big smile appeared on her face.

"I am not…" he turned around and walked towards the refrigerator.

"Yes, you are! You are all red… Did you remember something naughty?" she smirked.

"You are talking nonsense" he turned his face so she couldn't see him.

"Come on, don't be a baby and let's just have a restful sleep like two grownups" she walked towards the heart shaped bed. He followed her, hesitantly. She sat down at the end of the bed, gesturing Hunt to do the same. He was a little bit tipsy, so after a short pause he continued walking towards her. She laid down and he followed her, reclining on the bed with caution. The studio was getting colder by the minute, and he realized that this was the only reasonable solution if they didn't want to die from hypothermia.

He felt her shaking through the sheets. He wasn't sure if it was because of nervousness or actually coldness, but he just wanted to embrace her and give her his warmth. Before he could act, she broke the silence:

"I'm freezing…" she whispered. His heart shrank and he immediately got closer to her, offering his arms. She got close to him and buried her face on his chest, taking a deep breath, wishing she could remember that smell forever. He closed his eyes and hoped for that moment to last eternity.

She reached a point where all she wanted was to be with him one last time, and this was her perfect opportunity. Now or never. She sat down on the bed and unbuttoned her blouse, exposing a sexy red lace bra. "Does this remind you of something familiar?"

Hunt jumped and sat down as his jaw automatically dropped. He was speechless and couldn't help but stare at those breasts that drove him crazy. She let the blouse drop on the bed. "It turns out that today I wore one of your favorite underwear, and telling by your face, I really think you remember" she said confidently.

"Luna… please, stop" he pleaded.

"Stop?" she reached for the back of the bra and released the hook "I'm barely getting started…" her perky, rounded breasts were a temptation he wasn't sure he could resist.

"Luna! Please cover yourself, it's cold and you'll get sick…" he turned around, like if that was going to erase the image from his mind.

"Seriously?" she giggled as she got near him "Now you're going to be all coy? That's not the Hunt I remember…" she sat down next to him and he could feel her soft, warm breast through his shirt. An immediate erection was noticeable through his pants and Luna bit her lip, looking him directly in the eyes.

"Now, what is your excuse for not grabbing me and making love to me in this very moment?"

"I…" he was speechless. There was nothing he could think of that he wanted more in the world than to just love her freely. He wasn't thinking, and he didn't care about anything else. He captured her smirking lips and kissed her with such passion that her mind went completely blank as well. He rolled her over as he was on top of her. He caressed her breasts and slowly reached for her jeans, which he unbuttoned with care. The heat of their bodies increased with every touch, with every deep kiss. He navigated her curves with a trembling hand, full of excitement and ecstasy.

He touched her stomach and slowly lowered his hand until he reached her wet clit. His mouth salivated at the sole thought of her pink and juicy pussy. He was more of an animal than a reasonable human being at that point, as he was incapable of any logic or common sense. He took her tiny waist and hold her in place as he put his manhood right between her legs, entering her so slowly that it was both agonizing and pleasant. She closed her eyes hard, trying to fight the climax that she felt fast approaching. She felt him inside of her in such a way that it was difficult to discern where her body ended and where his began. It was like they were one of the same. She felt complete once again… only he could make her feel that way. No one else…

He took her in his arms and pulled her up, kissing her neck as he sat down. They couldn't even feel the coldness of that warehouse anymore. Compared to their hot, steaming bodies, the coldness around them felt like a fresh breeze. She took his penis on her small hands and guided it inside of her, slowly sitting down on it as they looked into each other's eyes. He claimed her lips once more and kissed her with passion. They embraced each other as he stroked in and out, in and out.

They were so close to the climax that they felt like they were on the top of a mountain, about to fall into the abyss. He released her lips and kissed her ear, going down slowly to her neck and ending on one of her nipples. His tongue slowly encircled her pink, small areola while thrusting his penis hard and fast inside of her. She moaned and released a scream as she came so hard that a second orgasm came almost immediately followed by a third and fourth one. He fought his own pleasure so much that it had become unbearable. He came inside her with such power that it triggered a fifth orgasm for her. He silenced her moans with a deep kiss that made her quiver. Tears of joy rolled through her cheeks as they kissed for a long time. As their bodies started to cool down, they began to feel the cold once again. He broke the kiss and looked at her fawning eyes.

"You're shaking… are you cold?" He tucked a stray hair behind her hear and caressed her soft, pink cheek.

She smiled and leaned against his head "Yes… a little bit"

"Come, lets get under the blanket" they laid down and covered with several layers of bedspreads, still naked. She placed her head on his chest, while he embraced her close to him as he caressed her back until they fell sleep. It was the most restful and amazing sleep they've both had in months… since San Francisco. He kept hugging her, smelling her, kissing her skin, caressing her velvet body. Hours passed and they were in their bliss bubble, and nobody could enter.

There were no windows around, no way of knowing what time it was. That didn't matter. That place was exempt from regular time and space. He felt her soft skin and he caressed her whole body as they both started to wake up. He was so incredibly horny that all he could think of was making love to her over and over. And that's what they did. For hours and hours, one after another. They were both insatiable and out of their minds.

He was so in love with this incredible woman that he didn't give a fuck anymore. Not about Priya, or his career or even hers. All the threats that Priya made did not frightened him anymore. Whatever she could do against them, he knew that together, Luna and him would get through it. He couldn't be without her a second longer. He couldn't fathom another second of his life without her. The past few months had been a torture that he couldn't go back to after this.

They were recuperating from another round of passionate love making when she finally broke the silence. "Thomas… I want to tell you something…"

Her words made his stomach twist, fearing a thousand things. She sounded so serious, so definitive. He turned to her in a quick movement, giving her his full attention.

"These past few months have been the worst of my life. You brought this new light to my life that I never knew existed. Being with you made me realize that I've been dead most of my life… until you came along. The only thing that brought joy to my life before you were the stories that I created in my head, that's why I wanted to become a director and share them with the world. But after you left, all the stories also disappeared. Nothing mattered. Everything went away and all that was left was my dead old self. You took everything with you. I don't know if I can go through that once again, unscathed. I'm so afraid that I feel I can't breathe" her eyes watered, and tears rolled down her porcelain cheeks.

He was speechless. What can he possibly do or say to make her feel better? All he knew was that he loved her more than his own flesh. "Luna… you are the most marvelous, interesting and beautiful woman I've ever known. Everything I wanted and much, much more. Being without you has been the most difficult thing I've done in my entire life. All I want you to know is that I love you more than you can ever imagine. I really do… never, ever doubt that" they locked eyes and their lips met in the sweetest kiss. It was almost like sealing a union beyond any worldly ritual. It was two souls sealing a pact to belong to each other for eternity… beyond distance, time or space.