chapter 5

FREYA’S P.O.V

I have never thought too deeply about my job. If I did, I would have realized how much I hated it and how much! wanted nothing more than to stab my boss in her . I have refused to think that much because at the end of the day, that job paid my bills and helped me with everything I needed to do. At the end of the day it was because of job I hated so much that I had food on my table.

“It didn’t matter that my boss was the biggest bitch on the planet and it didn’t matter that she made sure to treat me like a slave while overworking and underpaying me. It didn’t matter that I was the youngest in the office and was the brunt of a lot of stupid and sexist jokes. It didn’t matter because they were human and I was not and I was trying my best to keep a low profile.

“Freya,” I heard my boss snap and I looked up at her. I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn’t notice she had

arrived.

My boss- Peggy, is the heir to a million dollar enterprise I currently work as. She is the daughter of the CEO the old man is rarely around so Peggy runs everything. How I got the job was a stroke of luck if I am being honest. She had thrown out every other person who interviewed for the role. I wanted to work as a cleaner but

she called me over and told me that if I could get her coffee order right then she would hire me as her assistant.

I so desperate for a job and for some money that I did she asked and she hired me. I quickly learnt why all her employees quit within two weeks because Peggy is for lack of better words- a bitch. She makes my step sisters look like saints but I was determined not to let her run me out of a job.

“I don’t pay you to sit around and daydream,” she sneered. “I have a meeting by 5 and I need you to cancel it. Make up some excuse for the man but I have to go shopping with my friends.”

“You want me to cancel your meeting so you can go shopping.”

“I’m glad you understand.”

Without another word, she walked away from my table leaving me to deal with the consequences of her actions. I wished I could say I was surprised but she does this so often that I am surprised the company hasn’t declared bankruptcy yet. I cast a glance at the clock and sighed when I realized that I had less than an hour before the day

over.

During that one hour, I sent to get coffee twice and called to clean up three of her messes. She seemed to forget that I wasn’t the cleaner but I wouldn’t dare correct her because I needed her and not the other way.

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around. When the clock chimed 5, I wiping down her desk.

“I need you to run out and pick an order for me,” she began and I bit my tongue to prevent myself from saying something. “It’s about half an hour away from here. It should take a total of an hour plus to pick it up and bring it back.

“I can’t,” I said and I saw her visibly freeze as she lifted her eyes and narrowed them at me.

“What did you say?”

“I said I can’t. I have something to do right now and you know that. You can send the driver to pick it up or maybe wait until tomorrow.”

“I own you, you little bitch,” she spat. “If I ask you to pick up my order then you will.”

“I’m sorry ‘but I can’t.”

I gave her a small smile and walked out of her office. She was too shocked to speak and I knew I would face the consequences later but I couldn’t bring myself to care. Before she could snap herself out of the reverie of shock, I grabbed my bags and left the office. I hopped into my car and prayed that I wouldn’t be late because I had been given a warning the time.

I got the daycare just as they were about to close and I had barely gotten out of the car before I was approached by an older woman and a squealing toddler. The toddler was placed on the floor and I barely had time to brace myself before my daughter barreled into my legs.

“I made it just in time,” I said to the head of the daycare and she hummed. “Thank you for waiting for me.”

“It’s fine, have a good day Freya, and you too Kiara.”

I looked down at my daughter who had the same mass of curly blond hair on her head and soft blue eyes that I had. She had the most infectious smile and I couldn’t stop myself from smiling back at her.

Despite the w

way things had turned out, I was grateful for my daughter. I was terrified when I got here and I didn’t know the first thing about being a mother. I also wasn’t sure I wanted any reminders of Jaxon but I knew I

couldn’t fail my own child.

was the reason I stuck with that horrible job. She was the reason I stayed in this town and made it a home. I wanted to begible to give her the life I never had. I placed her in her car seat and turned around to the driver’s seat. I was about get in when I felt the hair at the back of my neck stand up.

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I looked around and that was when I saw him. He hadn’t seen me yet and I cursed and got into my car before he could. I didn’t know what Jaxon’s Beta was doing here but I didn’t want to find out. I practically sped to the house hoping and praying we would get there safe.

Once I arrived in front of my complex, I rushed to get Kiara out of the car. She didn’t understand the severity of the situation and probably thought it was all a game. She squealed as I raced up the stairs and braced herself on my shoulders. I rushed to open my door and I locked it behind me. When I got the house, I made sure to install four locks for situations like this.

I placed Kiara carefully on the bed in the room and rushed to get our boxes. I knew I had to get out of the town as soon as possible. If his Beta was here then that meant he was probably close by as well. I wasn’t going to give either of them a chance to find me or find out about Kiara. What Kiara needs is a father who loves her and not someone who just wanted an heir and was willing to pay for a child bride.

She busied herself with her stuffed dinosaur while I packed the essentials. I packed clothes and toiletries and when I was done, I reached for the back of the shelf where I created a false wall to hide some cash, I had saved half of my salary every month in cash in case something like this happened. Over four years I had definitely accumulated a large enough sum and I stuck it into the box.

I

“Where are we going?” Kiara asked as she stared at the boxes. At three, she was more advanced for her age and 1 knew that had something to do with her father’s genes.

“We are going on a little trip,” I said trying to make it exciting for her. “Do you want to go?”

She nodded eagerly and I made sure she was following behind me so that I could hold both boxes in my hands. I leaned one of them against the wall and pushed open the door only to see someone standing there.

“Going somewhere?”

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