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?”

that what you call it?

indignant and petty.”

head, allowing a slight smirk to cross her face. “Indignant is a

been throwing shade at Abby all

why. Abby has been nothing but polite and courteous, yet you

you. Why is that?”

eyes darting away from mine as

“Well, can you blame me?”

one

her know that her half-baked

“That’s a dangerous assumption to make, Gianna. Now, be honest with me:

on?”

can almost hear the cogs in her

to reveal. Finally, she relents, sighing in a defeated

you getting back together with her, okay? Is

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

have against that?”

“Karl, let’s be real. Abby was

just think you can do better.

escapes my lips. “Better? And since when did my personal life

concern?”

whisper. “Look, I’ve worked

wellbeing of this pack, and by extension, you. She is just

livelihood.”

has this been

lengths has she attempted

can’t be in the

both annoyance and incredulity. “My choices, especially about

discussion. Not by

deserves that spot, and nothing you say or do

understand?”

handle on the situation, Gianna’s next words hit

says, huffing. “You’re a man, you can

else.”

sigh. “What is

feels almost

“It’s not just that I think

mouth agape as I

looks away momentarily, her face flushed. “Yes. It’s been true for

and bewildered. “Why am I hearing about this now? How

never noticed?”

had everything you wanted. You

grand scheme of things? I was just your secretary,

your schedules, meetings, and paperwork. So, I kept it hidden. My

everything.”