Chapter 6 Another One Bites The Dust

Moana

I stood frozen in the middle of the living room, my back turned to the door as I heard footsteps approaching. How did this happen? How did I wind up finally becoming employed, only for it to turn out that my new employer was the same person who I had a one night stand with just two nights ago?

The footsteps came closer. I felt like a deer in headlights.

“Good evening, Miss Moana,” that all-too-familiar voice said from behind me. “Can we speak privately for a minute?”

I slowly turned around to face Edrick Morgan, the handsome and wealthy werewolf CEO, the extremely well-known public figure, the man who I had slept with two nights ago… The man who tried to throw money at my feet like I was a prostitute.

He stood in front of me with Ella in his arms, the perfect picture of a loving father.

for me to follow him; as I did, it felt like I was swimming through

into his study; I remembered it from my tour with Ella earlier. It had enormous bookshelves lining the walls that rose all the way to the ceiling, with a large carved stone fireplace and two tall, arched windows. There was a mahogany desk in the middle of the room

walked over to one of the plush chairs by the fireplace and

tired eyes. “I knew it was you when I hired you. I did it on

together. “What do you

the hiring process,” Edrick replied. “I wanted

Ella couldn’t hear. “…a prostitute. And now you give me a job opportunity? What’s the catch

rent. I may seem like an arrogant asshole to you, but I do not

that interview fair and square,” I said. “Why are you

“Oh, please. Your application was tossed into the reject pile the first day you sent it. I decided to give you a second chance, when there were dozens of other people with better

lump started to rise in my throat as Edrick spoke. Was this all I was? A charity case? A pathetic example of someone who was just supposed to be grateful that the all-knowing and powerful Edrick Morgan gave me a chance to work for him after sleeping with

growled, taking another step closer, “for a man who complained that his one night stand was just after him for money, it’s awfully convenient that you would suddenly want me to live

“You know the stipulations of

open. Edrick and I both looked up to see Ella

promised you wouldn’t try to steal my daddy away,” she snarled. Even from where I stood, I

“Ella–”

to glare at Edrick, whose gaze had shifted from cold to concerned in a matter of moments. “You should be ashamed of yourself,” I said, walking toward the door.

Ella’s room, but the door was locked when I tried to

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