Page 132 of His White Moonlight
I shook my head and ignored her.If her level of stupidity were fixable, it would have already been corrected by someone else.She wasn’t my problem to solve.
“She really is a charity princess,” one of them muttered.
The elevator from the garage arrived then, and Bennett exited, looking pretty annoyed.Either Milena didn’t know how to read a mood, or she chose to ignore it as she rushed over to his side and attempted to grab his arm.He dodged and strode toward me.
I studied the closed elevator doors in front of me, willing them to open.
“Bennett, my six-month review is overdue,” I heard her say.“Do you have time for a one-on-one meeting today?”
“No.”
“Actually, he does,” I said, without looking at them.“His calendar is wide open, starting at noon.”
“I can do a lunch meeting,” she said as the doors opened.
The rest of her group got on, but she didn’t.
“I can’t,” he said.“Wrenly’s eating in my office.”
“No, she’s not,” I said.“Wrenly fulfilled her end of the deal and is now free to enjoy her lunch hour however she pleases.”
The second elevator opened, and I got on with the remaining people in front of us.Unfortunately, so did Bennett and Milena.
“Great,” Milena said.“I’ll order something, and we can have lunch while we review my performance.”
Bennett stepped closer to me, and his fingers brushed mine.I quickly reached up to push back my hair.His frustrated sigh was audible to everyone in the elevator, including Milena.
In the reflection of the elevator’s wall, I saw her expression crumble a little until her gaze caught mine.It wasn’t like I had any pity for her just then—the bruises on my neck had finally faded, but the memory of her chokehold hadn’t.And that non-pity solidified as her expression twisted with anger.
Bennett turned to look at her, and his warning growl filled the elevator.The other passengers moved nervously, and I elbowed him.
Once they got off the elevator, Milena tried to engage Bennett in conversation by asking what foods he liked to eat and which restaurants were his favorites.His answers were terse, but she kept trying.And when the doors finally opened to our floor, he was right on my heels as I bailed.
“I’ll see you at noon,” Milena called after him.
He waited until we reached my desk to say, “My office.Now.”
“No, thank you.”
I moved around my desk to sit down, but he caught my arm.
“Wrenly…”
The low warning in his voice made my knees weak, but I’d never been one to cower in fear.I was too feral for that.
So I met his angry gaze with one of my own.
“I don’t need this job badly enough to put up with your shit, and I don’t get paid enough to act like your shield.Let go of my arm.”When he didn’t, I stepped closer.“Ask yourself if you’ll survive Mom’s anger if I walk out of here and vow never to see the Wulf family again.”
His jaw muscles jumped and twitched as he stared at me.
“Um, is this a bad time?”Miranda drawled.
I didn’t look away from Bennett but waited for him to decide.
He released my arm and walked into his office, slamming the door hard enough that I heard something crack.
“So that was interesting,” Miranda said.“Boy troubles?”
