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 eyes. 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 that 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 and it didn’t matter that she made


    sure to treat me like a ve 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 dor enterprise I currently work as. She is the daughter of


    the CEO and 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 was so desperate for a job and for some money that I did as she asked and she hired me. I


    quickly learnt why all her employees quit within two weeks because Peggy is forck 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 d 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 dered bankruptcy yet. I cast a nce at the clock and sighed when I realized


    that I had less than an hour before the day


    was over.


    During that one hour, I was 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 was 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 consequencester 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 bete because I had been given a warning thest 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 ced 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.


    Kiara 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 ced 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 myplex, 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 ced 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 sry every month in cash in case something like this


    happened. Over four years I had definitely umted arge 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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