Luna’s POV
‘Girl!’ My head snaps up automatically from my desk as Trevor storms out of his office, his heavy footsteps punctuating his frustration. He dumps a thick, dishevelled pile of papers in front of me as I gape at him.
‘These are notes on last night’s game, they need transcribing immediately. Type them up, and then take them to Romeo so he can proof read them before he uploads them to our social media’ he orders.
‘I don’t need Romeo to proof . . .’ I start, but the words hang uselessly in the air. My boss has already pivoted on his heel and disappeared back into his office, leaving me to trawl through the many pages of chaotic ink blots and frantic scribbles about last night’s game and make it legible.
I exhale a heavy sigh, shoving aside my current project, which is updating th
