The CEO and his assistant

The Rise Of The Ugly Luna

Syra Tucker

Lyric had spent her life being hated. Bullied for her scarred face and hated by everyone-including her own mate-she was always told she was ugly. Her mate only kept her around to gain territory, and the moment he got what he wanted, he rejected her, leaving her broken and alone. Then, she met him. The first man to call her beautiful. The first man to show her what it felt like to be loved. It was only one night, but it changed everything. For Lyric, he was a saint, a savior. For him, she was the only woman that had ever made him cum in bed-a problem he had been battling for years. Lyric thought her life would finally be different, but like everyone else in her life, he lied. And when she found out who he really was, she realized he wasn't just dangerous-he was the kind of man you don't escape from. Lyric wanted to run. She wanted freedom. But she desired to navigate her way and take back her respect, to rise above the ashes. Eventually, she was forced into a dark world she didn't wish to get involved with.

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“You’re going to work for me”

He said while looking me straight in the eyes and I gulped.

“work for you? Why?”

He smirked and came closer to me, his face was so close to mine that for a while I thought he was going to kiss me but he just smirked again and I swear it was so devilish.

“Because if you don’t, I’m gonna make you very sorry. That’s right, I know your little secret and I am very capable of sending you to prison.”

My heart skipped three beats at his revelation but I tried to keep my cool. There’s no way he knows, it’s not possible, nobody knows about it so how did he know.

“What secret?” I asked indifferently while taking a step back from him. He laughed maniacally and took a step closer.

“You’re really going to play this game Angela? Really? Well then, since you want me to jog your memory, have a sit” he gestured for me to sit and proceeded to sit on the opposite chair.

He stared at me for a while and I tried desperately to hide my fear.

“Well? I’m waiting” I said trying to sound as relaxed and indifferent as possible.

He took out his phone and played a video then set it in front of me, blood drained from my face as I watched it.

How was this possible, I could have sworn that no one saw this happening. I shut my eyes as the memory replayed in my head, the screams, the sound, the anger, the gory image, blood…. I opened my eyes suddenly.

“Stop” I said in a choked voice and he paused the video and put it back in his pocket.

He crossed his arms over his chest and smirked “appearances can be deceiving. Wouldn’t you agree, Miss Cameron?”

He commented, sweeping me up and down with his burning gaze.

“What do you want from me” I asked angrily.

“I already told you, I want you to work for me”

“Why? I don’t know you from anywhere and by the way I can sue you for blackmail”

“Really? Well then, go right ahead and sue me but I assure you that your time in prison would be way more than my time in prison or you may even get killed and may I remind you that you don’t have any proof, I on the other hand have proof. So please go ahead, sue me”

I stared at him blankly, he was right, he has proof, video proof, I have nothing to prove that he is indeed trying to blackmail me.

“What do you want me to do?” I finally asked and he smirked.

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