Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 87: Web of Lies
Karl

As I pull Gianna into the dimly lit study, the atmosphere is filled with a tension that’s been brewing for

weeks now, maybe even longer. The door clicks shut behind us, sealing us off from the guests, the

judgment, and the murmurs.

For a moment, we are suspended in a bubble of silence, and I finally address what’s been gnawing at

me.

“A pathetic housemaid?” I ask.

Gianna shoots me a quizzical look, but I can see the gears turning in her head. She’s trying not to

display emotion, which is just a dead giveaway. “A… what?” she asks, taking a step back.

I take another step toward her, closing the gap once again. “Don’t play dumb,” I growl. “Is that really

what you called her?”

“Called who?” Gianna’s voice begins to rise ever so slightly.

“Abby, of course,” I say, folding my arms across my chest.

For a few moments, Gianna is silent. Then, mustering a tense smile, she cocks her head to the side.

“I’m sorry, Karl, but I have no clue what you’re talking about.”

I feel exasperated. Here I am, caught between my so-called ‘loyal’ secretary and the woman who I

want to win back. In the back of my mind, I can feel my wolf, urging me to go with my gut and take

Abby’s side.

“Gianna, what exactly is your issue with Abby?” The question spills out of my mouth before I can stop

it, like a tidal wave of annoyance and anger.

She avoids eye contact, feigning a look of innocence that I know is far from the truth. “Issue? Karl, I

have no idea what you’re talking about. You must be mistaken.”

I lock my gaze onto hers, narrowing my eyes. “Don’t lie, Gianna. It doesn’t suit you. Do you honestly

think I didn’t notice your little performance tonight? Trying to take her seat? Making faces? Refusing to

touch the food?”

She meets my gaze for a moment, her eyes twi nkling with a hint of defiance before looking away. “I

don’t have a ‘problem’ with Abby. I’m simply cautious, that’s all. Isn’t that what you pay me for? To be

vigilant for you?”

what you call it? It

indignant and petty.”

a slight smirk to cross her

“You’ve been throwing shade

nothing but polite and courteous, yet you treat her like she’s

you. Why is that?”

hesitates for a moment, her eyes darting away from mine as though she’s searching

this conversation. “Well, can you blame me?” she finally blurts out. “She

No one is that

her know that her half-baked excuses won’t

to make, Gianna. Now,

on?”

almost hear the cogs in her

she relents, sighing in

you getting back together with her, okay? Is that what you

for a moment, I’m speechless. “Why? What

have against that?”

matching my stance. “Karl, let’s be real. Abby was a part of your past. A

drama. I just think you

my lips. “Better? And since

concern?”

I’ve worked closely with you for years,

and by extension, you. She is just a wrench

livelihood.”

How long has this been going on? How long had Gianna secretly

the picture? And how many lengths has she

can’t be in the

in, my voice tinged with both annoyance and incredulity. “My choices, especially

Luna, are not up for debate or discussion. Not by you, not by anyone. I

and nothing you say or do

understand?”

a handle on the situation, Gianna’s next

man, you can make your own decisions. But Karl,

else.”

“What

silence feels almost too

“It’s not just that I think you can do better. I…I have feelings for

agape as I

her face flushed. “Yes. It’s been true for

bewildered. “Why am I

never noticed?”

laughs bitterly. “Why would you? You had everything you wanted. You had Abby, you had

into that grand scheme of things?

paperwork. So, I kept

everything.”