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.

gestured for me to follow him; as I did,

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 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 room, I had

the door, watching as Edrick casually walked over to one of the plush chairs by the fireplace and sat down. “I didn’t

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

eyebrows together. “What

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

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

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 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

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

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

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

his one night stand was just after him

steely gaze on me. “You know the stipulations of the clauses. And I highly doubt you have the courage to break

the door creaked open. Edrick and I both looked up to see Ella standing

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

“Ella–”

I 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 moments. “You should be ashamed of yourself,” I said, walking toward the door. “You knew exactly what you

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

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