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?”

chest. “Vigilant? Is that what you call it? It

indignant and petty.”

head, allowing a slight smirk to cross her face.

growl. “You’ve been throwing shade at

has been nothing but polite and courteous,

you. Why is that?”

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

“Well, can you blame me?” she finally blurts out. “She

one is that

letting her know that her half-baked excuses

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

on?”

shifts her weight uncomfortably, and I can almost hear the cogs in her mind whirring as

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

getting back together with her, okay? Is that what

admission throws me off guard, and for a moment, I’m speechless.

have against that?”

arms, matching my stance. “Karl, let’s be real. Abby was a

I just think you

my lips. “Better? And since when did

concern?”

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

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

livelihood.”

off. How long has this been

the picture? And how many lengths has she attempted to go to in order

Abby can’t be in the

lean in, my voice tinged with both annoyance and incredulity. “My

debate or discussion. Not by you, not by anyone.

life. She deserves that spot, and nothing

understand?”

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

man, you can make your own decisions. But

else.”

sigh. “What

moments. The silence feels

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

eyes widen, my mouth agape as I process her revelation.

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

and bewildered. “Why am

never noticed?”

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

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

So, I kept it hidden. My feelings, my

everything.”