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.

follow him; as I did, it felt

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

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 down. “I didn’t know that you would be the employer. If I had known, I wouldn’t have applied. I promise this isn’t a ploy to get money from

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

together. “What

the hiring

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

pride is more important than paying your rent. I may seem like an arrogant asshole to you, but I do not owe anyone and I know a desperate person when I see one — so I did the next best thing since you don’t

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

across his chest. “Oh, please. Your application was tossed into the reject pile the first day you sent it. I decided to give you a second chance, when there

my throat as Edrick spoke. Was this all I was? A charity case? A pathetic example of someone who was just

another step closer, “for a man who complained that his one night stand was

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

Edrick and I both looked up to see Ella standing in the doorway, tears streaming down

I stood, I could see her little fangs poking out

“Ella–”

could stop her, the little girl turned on her 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

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

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