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.

as he set Ella down, then gestured for me to follow him; as I did, it felt like I was swimming through mud, like

walked through the living room and 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

one of the plush chairs by the fireplace and sat

rubbing his tired eyes. “I knew it

together. “What do

may be stubborn, but I’m not completely detached from the hiring process,” Edrick replied. “I wanted to give

You treated me like a beggar. Like I was a…” I lowered my voice so Ella couldn’t

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 next best thing since you don’t seem to

took a few steps toward him, clenching my fists. “I passed that interview fair and square,” I said. “Why are you making

was tossed into the reject pile the first day you sent

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

know,” I 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

replied, fixing his steely gaze on me. “You know the stipulations of

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

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

“Ella–”

around 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. “You knew exactly

found Ella’s room, but the door was

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