LUNA

Chapter 1

My name is Luna Orlando and I have never worked for anything in my life. I was not born with a sliver spoon but I was born with a gold spoon.

When I was 5, I left Italy to leave without my parents to the United states of America, I was sent with 5 maids and 2 nannies, Nanny Bianca and Nanny Sheila. Nanny Sheila who was in her early 30 went with her family, while nanny Bianca got married in USA. We all lived together as a one big happy family without my parents.

My parents on the other hand makes everything available. Money, cars, Designer Clothes, and a lot of money.I was also home schooled. I only saw them ones in a blue moon. They video call me once in awhile, but it stopped and I don't care.

They stop coming for my birthday too and guess what I still don't give a f**k. I never asked them why they sent to America at 5, because it is obvious they are too busy to take care of their only child.

My papa Lorenzo Orlando is one of the richest man in Italy he runs the biggest logistics firm when I was eight years old, he added aviation logistics to his logistics firm and that earned him the second richest man italy, while my mother Liliana Orlando is one of the biggest model in Italy, she also owns her modelling agency.

I guess you now know the reasons why they are busy to take care me.

I heard they met when my mother modelled for my dad's company and they clicked immediately and I am the end product. My dad had to marry my mother immediately, because of my mummy status in the society.

Although when I was 14 my parents asked me to come back home, but I told them I was not coming back to Italy.

I am quite popular here in America.

Because I model sometimes too like my mother, not as big as my mother, maybe that was the reason my parents suggested I come back to Italy, so my mother agency can sign me.

People see me as a rich girl who her parents left in America to spend Their money, well it is true.

While some see me as a spoilt brat.

When I was 17, I started a charity organisation. The organisation was for orphans, children with special needs and also people with needs.

My parents were not in support at first, but my nannies were very supportive of me. I even invited my parents for the opening, but as usual they were busy, they later became part of the board of directors of the organisation.

I used my mansion here in America for the opening ceremony , because it was big enough to contain more than 200 people at once.

In attendance were celebrities, billionaires and those in higher authorites. who would love to support my foundation. Well my parents sent a representative, who dropped the money my parents sent to support the organisation.

The following Year when I clocked 18, I opened a big orphanage home. Where we had close to 200 children who were found roaming on the street, we took them in and supported them physically and financially.

We sent them to the best school here in America.

Now I am 21, the organisation has expanded to various countries. Honestly I am proud of myself and everyone who supported my dream.

The big question everyone keep asking me is, why run an orphanage home?.

Deep down, the reason is because I felt like an orphan, although my parents were alive,but they didn't love me as their child.

The board of directors of the organisation, suggested we build an orphanage home in Milan. I knew my parents had a hand in it, because they are part of the directors in the organisation, well I need their money to run the organisation .

I rejected the suggestion of opening an orphanage home in Milan, because I didn't want to have any to do back in Italy, of all places in Italy why is it Milan, why not Venice or Florence.

I didn't want to go back to Italy especially Milan .

I left Italy 16 years ago and I am not ready to go back,not now or in the nearest future.

Nanny Bianca and Nanny Sheila heard about the board suggestion and they came to talk to me. They understood the reasons why I rejected it and they told me it is inevitable, that one day I will have to go back to my home, my country and back to my parents.