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?”

Is that what you call it?

indignant and petty.”

to

growl. “You’ve been throwing shade at Abby

Abby has been nothing but polite

you. Why is that?”

darting away from mine as

can you blame me?” she finally blurts out. “She must be

No one is that

Alpha aura amplifying, letting her

a dangerous assumption to make, Gianna. Now, be honest with

on?”

can almost hear the cogs

much to reveal. Finally, she relents, sighing in a defeated manner. “Alright,

with her, okay? Is

and for a

have against that?”

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

just think you can

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

concern?”

a whisper. “Look, I’ve worked closely

by extension, you. She is just a wrench

livelihood.”

off. How long has this been going on? How long had

how many lengths has she attempted to go to in order

can’t be in

voice tinged with both annoyance and incredulity. “My choices, especially about who

discussion. Not by you, not by anyone. I intend to

deserves that spot, and nothing you say or do will change that. Do

understand?”

handle on the situation, Gianna’s next words hit me like

huffing. “You’re a man, you can

else.”

“What

moments. The silence feels almost too heavy,

not just that I think you can

eyes widen, my mouth agape as I process her revelation. “What? Is

It’s been true for

and bewildered. “Why am I hearing about

never noticed?”

You had everything you wanted. You had Abby,

Where did I fit into that grand scheme of things?

and paperwork. So, I

everything.”