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?”

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

indignant and petty.”

her head, allowing a slight smirk to cross her face. “Indignant

growl. “You’ve been throwing shade

why. Abby has been nothing but polite and courteous, yet you treat her

you. Why is that?”

a moment, her eyes darting away from mine

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

No one is that

her know that her half-baked excuses won’t

a dangerous assumption to make, Gianna. Now, be

on?”

shifts her weight uncomfortably, and I can almost hear

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

with her, okay? Is that what you

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

have against that?”

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

complications and drama. I just think you can do better. Much

incredulous laugh escapes my lips. “Better? And since when did

concern?”

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

this pack, and by extension, you. She is just a

livelihood.”

has this been going on? How

wasn’t in the picture? And how many lengths has she attempted to go to

be in

both annoyance and incredulity. “My choices, especially about

Luna, are not up for debate or discussion. Not by

deserves that spot, and nothing you say

understand?”

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

huffing. “You’re a man, you can make your own decisions. But Karl, there’s

else.”

sigh. “What is

few moments. The silence feels almost

that I think you

as I process

“Yes. It’s been true

incredulous and bewildered. “Why am I hearing about

never noticed?”

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

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

schedules, meetings, and paperwork. So,

everything.”