Chapter 46
Charlotte didn’t understand why Preston seemed so fixated on Georgia.
What she did know was that his hatred ran deep–deep enough to make him torment her without mercy. thought, she chose her words carefully.
“Nothing out of line,” she said in a measured tone. “The guest just asked Georgia for a kiss.”
After a moment’s
Charlotte doubted Preston would care about something so trivial. Clients at Vetro Club asked for kisses all the time, often tipping generously for it. The girls welcomed these harmless requests to earn a little extra.
But what happened next stunned her.
The moment she finished speaking, Preston, hundreds of miles away in Los Angeles, hung up without a word.
He sat frozen, staring out at the city beyond his office window, his jaw clenched so tightly that his teeth ached. Fury simmered beneath his cool exterior, barely contained.
Around him, the conference room fell into absolute silence No one dared breathe too loudly. Preston, the Alpha, radiated a cold dominance so intense that the other werewolves felt their lungs tighten. Each one shrank back into their chairs, terrified of drawing his attention.
Preston’s gaze remained locked on the night skyline. Slowly, a bitter smile curled his lips. Charlotte’s calm voice echoed in his mind. Nothing out of line?
A flicker of mockery crossed his eyes, chased by a surge of rage that pulsed hot through his veins.
He thought back to the night before he left for Los Angeles. He had stood at his apartment window atop Vetro Club, looking down into the shadows of the city. Something about seeing Georgia demean herself had twisted him up inside. Her shameless humility sickened him. It was as though she no longer possessed even the faintest shred of dignity.
He had hated that feeling.
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He didn’t understand it. Three years ago, Georgia had been nothing to him–a meaningless existence in the periphery of his world. But now, all it took was a whisper of her name to light his fury like gasoline meeting fire.
When anger took hold of him, his wolf always prowled just beneath his skin, sneering at his weakness.
He couldn’t bear seeing her reduced to this. Nor could he bear losing control of himself because of her. So he had fled to Los Angeles, thinking distance would smother the chaos she sparked in him.
Out of sight, out of mind.
That was his plan. Away from her, perhaps his inexplicable mood swings would settle.
But now, she had kissed another man.
Does nothing matter to her? Is she so numb she doesn’t even have boundaries anymore?
His knuckles whitened as he clenched his fist. “Lorenzo,” he said quietly, his voice edged with venom, “get ready to go
back.”
After work, Georgia made her way alone through the empty streets to the staff dormitory. As always, Laura didn’t bother walking with her.
When Georgia stepped inside, she was startled to see the living room lights still on. Laura sat on the couch, scrolling on her phone, eyes flickering with something unreadable when she looked up.
“You’re back.”
Georgia blinked, surprised. Laura never waits up. She’s usually asleep by now. Is she… waiting for me?
“Yes,” she answered softly, as was her habit.
“I heard a guest in the VIP rooms on the fifth floor called for you today. Who was it?”
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For a moment, Georgia thought Laura might actually be trying to make conversation. She studied Lauras expression again. and dismissed the thought. No. That’s not it.
“He wasn’t anyone I recognized,” Georgia said quietly. She knew exactly what Laura was really asking–whether the guest had been Dominic.
Relief washed over Laura’s face, but it was gone in an instant, replaced by suspicion. Her gaze sharpened, cutting into Georgia like a blade. “Your forehead. Did you tell anyone what happened?”
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Exhaustion settled like a stone in Georgia’s chest. She was so tired–tired of Laura’s endless s questions, her need to pry wounds she had no right to touch
Would it ever end?
Georgia closed her eyes, gathering what little composure she had left, then opened them to meet Laura’s glare. Her voice came out flat. “You’re a top student at Gabbs University. I didn’t even graduate high school. We come from two different worlds. We only live in the same dorm because of work and company arrangements. We have nothing in common. So why don’t we just keep our distance from each other?”
Laura recoiled, eyes wide with disbelief. “Georgia, how can you say that? That’s so harsh-
But Georgia was done listening. She walked past her without another word and disappeared into her bedroom, shutting
the door behind her.
Laura stood frozen, shock melting into rage as she stared at the closed door, Georgia’s meaning was clear–she was done with Laura’s meddling,
“Fine!” Laura spat, her voice trembling with fury. “Georgia, you’ve been acting so high and mighty ever since you joined Public Relations. If you’re so ambitious, why are you still working at Vetro Club? Why don’t you just quit?”
She stormed to Georgia’s door and screamed the words before turning away in disgust and stalking back to her room.
Inside, Georgia slid down against the door, curling into herself until she was sitting on the floor, legs pulled tight to her
chest.
At last, it was quiet.
But she knew something had shifted. From tonight on, her rift with Laura had deepened beyond repair.
Lopped bothering to hide her hatred. At work the next evening, her hostility crackled like static in the air between
them. Georgia, as always, said nothing.
They traveled separately to Vetro Club. In the corridor, they crossed paths Georgia stumbled–whether she tripped by accident or Laura shoved her was unclear–and fell hard onto the polished floor.
Laura paused, looking down at her with gleaming eyes. Then, her expression changed. She stepped forward quickly, offering her hand with a syrupy sweetness that made Georgia’s skin crawl..
“Are you alright? I’m so sorry. I didn’t see you. Please don’t be mad at me, okay?”
Georgia stared up at her, confused by the sudden change in demeanor.
“Come on, get up,” Laura coaxed, gripping Georgia’s arms and pulling her to her feet. “You’ll catch a cold sitting down there like that. You just got out of the hospital, remember?”
Then her voice turned low and falsely gentle. “Girls need to take care of themselves. Don’t sell yourself cheap again.”
