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.

him; as I did, it felt like I was swimming through mud, like my limbs were

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 and a small seating area by the fireplace. At the time that Ella showed me this room, I had found it

as soon as the door clicked shut behind us. I stayed by the door, watching as Edrick casually walked over to one of the plush chairs by the fireplace and sat down. “I

tired eyes. “I knew it was

my eyebrows together. “What do

from the

treated me like a beggar. Like I was a…” I lowered my voice so Ella couldn’t hear. “…a prostitute. And now you give me a job opportunity? What’s the

on the street,” he replied coldly, standing. “After that, you wouldn’t take the money I tried to give you after our one night stand, because apparently your pride is more important than paying your rent. I may seem like an arrogant asshole to you, but I do not owe anyone and I know a desperate person when I see one — so I did the

and square,” I

application was tossed into the reject pile the first day you sent it. I decided to give you a second chance,

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 me in a

growled, taking another step closer, “for a man who complained that his one night stand was

fixing his steely gaze on me. “You know the stipulations of the clauses. And I highly doubt you have the courage to

open. Edrick and I both looked up to see Ella standing in the doorway, tears streaming down her

promised you wouldn’t try to steal my daddy away,” she snarled. Even from where I stood, I could see her little fangs poking out and her claws extended.

“Ella–”

cold to concerned in a matter of moments. “You should be ashamed of yourself,”

Ella’s room, but the door

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