Chapter 6 Another One Bites The Dust

Moana

I stood frozen in the middle of the living room, my back turned to the door as I heard footsteps approaching. How did this happen? How did I wind up finally becoming employed, only for it to turn out that my new employer was the same person who I had a one night stand with just two nights ago?

The footsteps came closer. I felt like a deer in headlights.

“Good evening, Miss Moana,” that all-too-familiar voice said from behind me. “Can we speak privately for a minute?”

I slowly turned around to face Edrick Morgan, the handsome and wealthy werewolf CEO, the extremely well-known public figure, the man who I had slept with two nights ago… The man who tried to throw money at my feet like I was a prostitute.

He stood in front of me with Ella in his arms, the perfect picture of a loving father.

stammered. I watched as he set Ella down, then gestured for me to follow him; as I did, it felt like I

tall, arched windows. There was a mahogany desk in the middle of the room and a small seating area by the fireplace. At the time that Ella showed me this

sorry,” I said as soon as the door clicked shut behind us. I stayed by the door, watching as Edrick casually walked over to one of the plush chairs by the fireplace and sat

tired eyes. “I knew it was you when I hired you. I did it

together. “What do you

may be stubborn, but I’m not completely detached from the hiring process,” Edrick

Ella couldn’t hear. “…a prostitute. And now you give me a job opportunity? What’s the catch

paying your rent. I may seem like an arrogant asshole to you, but I do not owe

interview fair and square,” I said. “Why are you making it out like I’m a… a

sent it. I decided to give you a second chance, when there were dozens of other people with better

this all I was? A charity case? A pathetic example of someone who was just supposed

stand was just after him for money, it’s awfully convenient that you would suddenly want me to

know the stipulations of the clauses. And

up to see Ella standing in

she snarled. Even from where I stood, I could see

“Ella–”

cold to concerned in a matter of moments. “You should be ashamed

Ella’s room, but the

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