Chapter 12
990 Words
Clara's pov
I managed to keep my job... somehow, getting into a steady routine. For my boss, Alpha Killian... I just did my best not to be alone in the same space with him for too long before leaving quickly, avoiding eye contact. Making sure that I was at least six feet away and making sure any interaction that happened between us was quick, sharp, and precise.
As usual, I could hardly even read him. It wasn't like the tension between us disappeared. It was more like we were just ignoring it as hard as we could.
But that was no easy task.
I always took myself as somebody with a very low libido. Bedroom activities were just another chore I had to carry out to be a good partner. Everyone else did it, so it was only natural that our relationship shouldn't lack it either. Even on the days that I just wanted to become one with my bed, Josh would get under the sheets badgering me for it.
"Josh, I don't think I'm really in the mood tonight. Maybe we can do it some other time." my refusal would always be taken as a direct attack on our relationship. He would pout and claim that I never put him first when that was all I ever did . Being the love stricken fool that I was, I would allow the guilt I was feeling to completely absorb me and give in to him. It hardly ever settled anything because a lot of times I was as dry as a desert and he would whine about that too.
It got to a point that intimacy became scary for me. It made me feel like I was always failing him no matter how hard I tried.
I had a self-help book to help with my bedroom life with josh, in fact I had a stack of them. That was the only thing that Josh was ever willing to buy for me. Ironically, he got them with my own money. He didn't have a job of his own, all the expenditures came from my pocket.
Thinking about it now, it was really absurd to imagine that the i***t was actually using my own cash to torture me. It's such a relief to know that there was nothing wrong with me.
Alpha Killian had nothing on his schedule for today so he said he was going to have breakfast . I woke up earlier than Martha and was already prepping the ingredients before she stepped into the kitchen.
"Morning, Madam Martha...."I greeted her without taking my eyes off of the potatoes that I was chopping, the knife sliding through smoothly like it was cutting butter. Madam Martha returned my greeting through a yawn and started bringing out the pots and pans.
"How was your night, Clara?"
"It was all right," I said, which was nothing more than a big fat lie.
The only thing bigger than it was my boss's......
"Just approach him again. You know that he can't resist us..." Veil said confidently, I stopped cutting the potato halfway.
"So what if he can't resist us? Do you know what would happen if it got out that an Alpha was messing around with an Omega? It would make him a laughing stock... And I'll likely lose my job... Can you think about that veil?"
My inner wolf mumbled a half-hearted agreement and then went into silence.
It wasn't just her. I was also incredibly frustrated as well. Every night, I would try helping myself, but it was nothing compared to what Alpha Killian had made me feel that night.
This was all his fault. If only he wasn't so hot, then maybe I would have not even lost my senses. But, was attraction the only reason why I was so drawn to him? I shocked my head, getting back into my work, of course. That was the reason. What else could it be that would make me want him so badly?
Martha only helped with the cooking, since she did most of the cooking, I was the one who had to serve the meal and stand by Alpha Killian to make sure that he was fine with everything that he was served and if anything else needed to be prepared. Today's breakfast was mashed potatoes, peas, and chicken with a fruit platter.
His gaze was all over my body from the moment I stepped into the dining area. I took in a deep breath. The least he could do was try to make this a little easier for me. At first, he had completely ignored me after that day but now he was openly staring at me, moving from stealing glances to this. Maybe he will only be satisfied after I've loose my mind and do something I'll regret later.
Crazy boss.
After presenting the meal, his eyes swept over the table over and over again as if this was the first time he had ever seen food in his life. Then he tapped the table cloth, grabbed his utensils, and finally began to eat.
"Have you had something to eat?" He asked suddenly. I was taken aback by this question. Why was he concerned if I had eaten or not?
"Yes, I've already had breakfast."
It was lie. Immediately, my stomach began to grumble loudly enough for it to be heard. I was sure madam Martha who was in the kitchen, had heard it too. it continued for a few seconds before finally dying down.
It was so embarrassing, I wanted the earth to just open up and swallow me.
"I don't appreciate when people lie to me, Miss Woods." He said to me sternly, dropping his utensils at both sides of the plate.
"I didn't think it mattered that much, Sir..."
"I'll decide what matters or not. Your job is just to answer my questions with honesty, understood?"
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