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 was swimming through

fireplace and two tall,

behind us. I stayed by the door, watching as Edrick casually walked over to one of the plush chairs by the fireplace and sat down. “I didn’t know that you would be the employer.

Edrick said, rubbing his tired eyes. “I knew it was you when I hired you. I did it on

together.

the hiring process,” Edrick replied. “I wanted

I lowered my voice so Ella couldn’t hear. “…a prostitute. And now you give

is more important than paying your rent. I may seem like an

passed that interview fair and square,”

the reject pile the first day you sent it. I decided to give you a second chance,

pathetic example of someone who was just supposed to be grateful

taking another step closer, “for a man who complained that his one night stand was just after him for money, it’s awfully convenient that

signed the contract,” he replied, fixing his steely gaze on me. “You know the stipulations of the clauses. And I highly doubt you have the courage to

and I both looked up to see Ella standing in the

wouldn’t try to steal my daddy away,” she snarled. Even from where I stood, I could see her little fangs poking

“Ella–”

I whipped back around to glare at Edrick, whose gaze had shifted from cold to concerned in a

out of Edrick’s office and found Ella’s room, but the door was locked when I

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