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?”

Is that what you call it? It seems more

indignant and petty.”

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

throwing

been nothing but polite and

you. Why is that?”

her eyes darting away from mine as

blame me?” she finally blurts out. “She

No one

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

a dangerous assumption to make, Gianna. Now,

on?”

weight uncomfortably, and I can almost hear the cogs

relents, sighing

getting back together with her, okay? Is

off guard, and for a

have against that?”

let’s be real. Abby was a part of your past.

drama. I just think you can do better. Much

lips. “Better? And since when did my personal

concern?”

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

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

livelihood.”

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

the picture? And how many lengths

Abby can’t be

both annoyance and

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

deserves that spot, and nothing you say or do will change that. Do

understand?”

on the situation, Gianna’s next words hit me like

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

else.”

sigh. “What is

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

“It’s not just that I think you can do

eyes widen, my mouth agape as I

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

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

never noticed?”

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

Where did I fit into that grand scheme of things? I

schedules, meetings, and paperwork. So, I kept it

everything.”