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 seems

indignant and petty.”

smirk to cross her face. “Indignant is a

it’s accurate,” I growl. “You’ve been throwing shade at Abby all evening, and

polite and courteous, yet you

you. Why is that?”

for a moment, her eyes darting away

you blame me?” she finally

one

letting her know that her half-baked excuses won’t

Gianna. Now,

on?”

weight uncomfortably, and I can almost

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

with her, okay? Is

a

have against that?”

stance. “Karl, let’s be real. Abby was

just think you can do

And since when

concern?”

a whisper. “Look, I’ve worked closely with you for years, Karl.

pack, and by extension, you.

livelihood.”

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

lengths has she attempted to go to in

can’t be in the

both annoyance

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

life. She deserves that spot, and

understand?”

just as I think I have a handle on the situation,

a man, you can make your own

else.”

sigh. “What

moments. The silence feels almost too heavy,

just that I think you can do better.

I process her revelation. “What?

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

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

never noticed?”

bitterly. “Why would you? You had everything you wanted.

fit into that grand scheme of things? I was

of your schedules, meetings, and paperwork. So,

everything.”