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 watched as he set Ella down, then gestured for me to follow him; as I did, it felt like I was swimming through mud, like my limbs were heavy and useless. Was I

the ceiling, with a large carved stone fireplace and two tall, arched windows. There was a mahogany desk in the middle of the room and a small seating area by the fireplace. At the

us. I stayed by the door, watching as Edrick casually walked over to one of the plush chairs by the fireplace and

“I knew it was you when I hired you. I did it on

together.

completely detached from the hiring process,” Edrick replied. “I wanted to give you

a beggar. Like I was a…” I lowered my voice so Ella couldn’t hear. “…a prostitute. And now you give me a job

I may seem

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

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

to rise in my 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

complained that his one night stand was just after him for money, it’s awfully convenient that you

“You know the stipulations of the clauses. And I highly doubt you have the courage

up to see

where I stood, I could see her little fangs poking out and her claws extended. “You’re

“Ella–”

heel and ran away, sobbing. I whipped back around to glare at Edrick, whose gaze had shifted from cold to concerned in a matter of moments. “You should be ashamed

stormed out of Edrick’s office and found Ella’s room, but the

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