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?”

fold across my chest. “Vigilant? Is that what you call it? It seems more

indignant and petty.”

to cross her face. “Indignant is

accurate,” I growl. “You’ve been throwing shade at

been nothing but polite and courteous,

you. Why is that?”

away from mine as though she’s searching for a

you blame me?”

No one is

letting her know that her half-baked excuses

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

on?”

uncomfortably, and I can almost hear the cogs in

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

okay? Is that what you

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

have against that?”

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

drama. I just think you can do better.

escapes my lips. “Better? And since

concern?”

“Look, I’ve worked closely with you for years,

this pack, and by extension, you. She is just a wrench being thrown into

livelihood.”

throw me off. How long has this been going on? How long had Gianna secretly

in the picture? And how many lengths has

be in the

tinged with both annoyance and incredulity.

discussion.

into my life. She deserves that spot, and nothing

understand?”

a handle on the situation, Gianna’s next words

she says, huffing. “You’re a man, you can make your own decisions.

else.”

“What

a few moments. The silence feels almost too heavy, but as

wish that she hadn’t. “It’s not just that I think you can do better. I…I have

I process her revelation.

“Yes. It’s

and bewildered. “Why am I hearing about this

never noticed?”

You had everything you wanted. You had

Where did I fit into that grand scheme of things? I was just your secretary, someone

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

everything.”