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Authors: Jordan Summers
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her. Soft cream colors and earth-tone browns served to decorate the cozy room. A small dresser sat against one wall, while a queen-sized bed smothered in pillows graced another, leaving Jenna spoiled for choice.
How long had it been since she’d slept in this kind of bed? Three months? Longer? She’d certainly never owned anything this nice. Jenna had poured every penny she earned back into her business.
The bedroom had an ensuite bath attached that came fully stocked with shampoo, soap, and several fluffy towels. She stared at the bathtub longingly. Jenna couldn’t wait to take a long soak.
She leaned down to turn on the water, but was interrupted by a knock at the door. Jenna gave the tub a longing glance, then crossed the room to open the door.
Robert LaBeouf stood in the hall with a tray of food in his hands. He didn’t wait for her to invite him inside. He simply stepped by her and placed the tray on a small table situated by the sliding glass doors.
“I wasn’t sure what people like you normally eat, so I had the chef put a little bit of everything on the tray. It should keep you until morning. There should be no need to leave the room.”
His tone was perfectly polite, but his words and demeanor gave Jenna pause. Robert made it sound like she was a prisoner, not a guest. Was Molly wrong about this being a cult?
Aidan didn’t strike her as the type to pass around the Kool-Aid, but he was certainly charismatic enough to garner a lot of followers. She made a mental note to check the door to make sure it couldn’t be locked from the outside.
Jenna didn’t know why Robert didn’t like her, since they’d had very little interaction. Maybe protecting his boss was part of his job description?
Made sense. Aidan’s wealth automatically made him a target.
Or maybe Robert had a distrustful nature? Of course, there was always a possibility that he was just a dick. For some people that state of being came naturally.
Aidan didn’t strike her as the type of man who needed defending, but Jenna couldn’t say for sure, since she really didn’t know him.
“Please tell Aidan thank you again for the use of the room.” She hoped her gratitude would smooth Robert’s ruffled feathers. If anything, it made matters worse.
Robert stiffened at the familiar use of Aidan’s name. “ Mr. Fortier is occupied this evening.” He paused, letting the words and their meaning sink in. “I’ll be sure to tell him in the morning that you find the room adequate.”
Jenna waited for Aidan’s stuffy assistant to leave, then checked the door. To her relief, the only lock was on the inside.
Once she was convinced that Robert couldn’t trap her, she sat down to eat. The food should’ve been delicious, but instead, it dropped like boulders into her stomach.
Who cares what—or who Aidan was doing tonight? Certainly not her. Their relationship was purely professional. And it needed to stay that way so she could remain impartial during the interview.
Jenna snorted. Fat chance of that after everything he’d done for her.
Besides, Aidan hadn’t agreed to an interview yet. If his history was anything to go by, he would likely decline her offer.
Jenna put her fork down and pushed the tray aside. She needed air, but didn’t feel like facing Robert’s misplaced scorn. Her gaze strayed to the sliding glass doors. Jenna pulled the curtains aside and glanced out. The stone patio appeared to be vacant.
Perfect.
The lock opened with a soft click and she stepped out into the temperate air. Jenna wrapped her arms around her and took a deep breath, feeling some of the tension leave her body. The aroma of freshly mowed lawn greeted her, but it was the movement in the woods that surrounded the yard that captured her attention.
Red eyes glowed in the darkness like demonic fireflies amongst the trees. Jenna caught a glimpse of fur and saw a bushy tail swish.
Wolves!
And not just one from the looks of it. A whole pack.
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How long had it been since she’d slept in this kind of bed? Three months? Longer? She’d certainly never owned anything this nice. Jenna had poured every penny she earned back into her business.
The bedroom had an ensuite bath attached that came fully stocked with shampoo, soap, and several fluffy towels. She stared at the bathtub longingly. Jenna couldn’t wait to take a long soak.
She leaned down to turn on the water, but was interrupted by a knock at the door. Jenna gave the tub a longing glance, then crossed the room to open the door.
Robert LaBeouf stood in the hall with a tray of food in his hands. He didn’t wait for her to invite him inside. He simply stepped by her and placed the tray on a small table situated by the sliding glass doors.
“I wasn’t sure what people like you normally eat, so I had the chef put a little bit of everything on the tray. It should keep you until morning. There should be no need to leave the room.”
His tone was perfectly polite, but his words and demeanor gave Jenna pause. Robert made it sound like she was a prisoner, not a guest. Was Molly wrong about this being a cult?
Aidan didn’t strike her as the type to pass around the Kool-Aid, but he was certainly charismatic enough to garner a lot of followers. She made a mental note to check the door to make sure it couldn’t be locked from the outside.
Jenna didn’t know why Robert didn’t like her, since they’d had very little interaction. Maybe protecting his boss was part of his job description?
Made sense. Aidan’s wealth automatically made him a target.
Or maybe Robert had a distrustful nature? Of course, there was always a possibility that he was just a dick. For some people that state of being came naturally.
Aidan didn’t strike her as the type of man who needed defending, but Jenna couldn’t say for sure, since she really didn’t know him.
“Please tell Aidan thank you again for the use of the room.” She hoped her gratitude would smooth Robert’s ruffled feathers. If anything, it made matters worse.
Robert stiffened at the familiar use of Aidan’s name. “ Mr. Fortier is occupied this evening.” He paused, letting the words and their meaning sink in. “I’ll be sure to tell him in the morning that you find the room adequate.”
Jenna waited for Aidan’s stuffy assistant to leave, then checked the door. To her relief, the only lock was on the inside.
Once she was convinced that Robert couldn’t trap her, she sat down to eat. The food should’ve been delicious, but instead, it dropped like boulders into her stomach.
Who cares what—or who Aidan was doing tonight? Certainly not her. Their relationship was purely professional. And it needed to stay that way so she could remain impartial during the interview.
Jenna snorted. Fat chance of that after everything he’d done for her.
Besides, Aidan hadn’t agreed to an interview yet. If his history was anything to go by, he would likely decline her offer.
Jenna put her fork down and pushed the tray aside. She needed air, but didn’t feel like facing Robert’s misplaced scorn. Her gaze strayed to the sliding glass doors. Jenna pulled the curtains aside and glanced out. The stone patio appeared to be vacant.
Perfect.
The lock opened with a soft click and she stepped out into the temperate air. Jenna wrapped her arms around her and took a deep breath, feeling some of the tension leave her body. The aroma of freshly mowed lawn greeted her, but it was the movement in the woods that surrounded the yard that captured her attention.
Red eyes glowed in the darkness like demonic fireflies amongst the trees. Jenna caught a glimpse of fur and saw a bushy tail swish.
Wolves!
And not just one from the looks of it. A whole pack.
The stories
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