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.

I

earlier. It had enormous bookshelves lining the walls that rose all the way to the ceiling, with a large carved stone fireplace and two tall, arched windows. There

casually walked over to one of the plush chairs by the fireplace and sat down. “I didn’t know that you would be

it was you when I hired you. I

together. “What do

but I’m not completely detached from the hiring process,”

voice so Ella couldn’t

take the money I gave you on the street,” he replied coldly, standing. “After that, you wouldn’t take the money I tried to give you after our one night stand, because apparently your pride is more important than paying your rent. I may

interview fair and square,” I said. “Why are

his arms across his chest. “Oh, please. Your application was tossed into the reject pile the first day you sent it. I decided

throat as Edrick spoke. Was this all I was? A charity case? A pathetic example of someone who was just supposed to be grateful that the all-knowing and powerful Edrick Morgan gave me a chance to work for him after sleeping with me

growled, 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 you would suddenly want me

contract,” he replied, fixing his steely gaze on me. “You know the stipulations of the

up to see Ella standing in the doorway,

daddy away,” she snarled. Even from where I stood, I could see her little fangs poking out and her

“Ella–”

gaze had shifted from cold to concerned in a matter of moments. “You should be ashamed of yourself,” I said, walking toward the door. “You knew exactly what you

office and found Ella’s room, but the door was locked when

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