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 more like you’re

indignant and petty.”

smirk to cross her face. “Indignant is

it’s accurate,” I growl. “You’ve been throwing

wonder why. Abby has been nothing but polite and courteous,

you. Why is that?”

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

“Well, can you blame me?” she finally

one is that

her know that her half-baked excuses won’t

assumption to make, Gianna.

on?”

almost

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

okay? Is that what you want to

guard, and for a moment,

have against that?”

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

with complications and drama. I just

lips. “Better? And since when did my personal

concern?”

a whisper. “Look, I’ve worked closely

extension, you. She is just

livelihood.”

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

picture? And how many lengths has she attempted to go

can’t be in

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

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

life. She deserves that spot, and nothing

understand?”

think I have a handle on the situation, Gianna’s next words hit me like a

you can make your own decisions. But Karl, there’s

else.”

sigh. “What

for a few moments. The silence feels almost

wish that she hadn’t. “It’s not just that I think

I process her revelation.

It’s been true for a long time,

am I hearing

never noticed?”

everything you wanted. You had Abby,

fit into that grand scheme of

and paperwork. So,

everything.”