Big Bad Boss – Moon Mad (Werewolves of Wall Street #2) Read Online Renee Rose, Lee Savino

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal Tags Authors: , Series: Lee Savino
Series: Werewolves of Wall Street Series by Renee Rose
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Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 66669 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
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She comes on command, like the bratty but still obedient little assistant she is.

I groan as I come inside her, and she squeezes and milks my cock. We stay glued together, our breath mingling until it slows.

“Thanks,” I say softly as I lift her off and pat her hip, handing her a couple tissues.

As she puts herself together, I catch her watching me, still attentive to my needs. “Do you need anything? What can I do?”

I shake my head. “You can go.”

“I’m canceling your appointments this afternoon.”

“No. You don’t have to.” I’m an alpha wolf. I don’t shirk my responsibilities.

“I’m clearing the schedule. My job is to have your back, and you need time alone this afternoon.”

A sense of relief washes over me at having her voice the obvious truth. Time alone is definitely what I need.

She stands at the door, fingers wrapped around the door handle without opening it. Despite her determined declaration, she’s waiting for my agreement.

“Thank you, Madi.”

She shoots me another surprised glance, her expression softening. Something that resembles longing bleeds through before she turns away to hide it.

When she shuts the door, I lean my head back against the chair and groan.

Fuck.

Something needs to be done about Madison. I can’t go on like this much longer. Especially now that Aiden knows.

He could turn my pack against me by the weekend, if I don’t take command of the situation and act like a fucking alpha.

I’m just not sure I can do what it would take to be that leader.

To get rid of Madi.

Mate a suitable alpha she-wolf.

Prove I’m worthy of my father’s legacy.

I’m not sure I even want to keep the pack if it means letting go of the female I’m starting to love.

Madi

I leave Blackthroat’s office on trembling legs.

Whatever I thought of the man, it all changed today. He’s so much more than the hardened, heartless asshole I once believed him to be, and today I glimpsed what made him that way. The grief and destruction he’s faced. The ghosts that haunt him.

No man without a heart would suffer as deeply as I saw him suffer today. And despite my reluctance to get close to the man, this did it.

There's nothing I wouldn't do to take that pain from him if I could.

I cancel all his calls and clear his schedule for the rest of the day. It's a small gesture, but it's one thing I can do to lighten the load from his shoulders.

I also decide to send an email to Eleanor Harrington. Not because I want to leave Moon Co–just to have options. I’m a practical person who likes to have backup plans. Following up with a friendly email won’t hurt anything.

When I'm finished, I check in with the HR department about the Christmas party Friday night to make sure they have everything under control. We've rented a banquet hall at The Four Seasons and booked a live band. It will be a formal event with an open bar, lots of prizes, games, and celebrations. We wanted it to be something employees look forward to every year, not an awkward event they have to suffer through.

My phone rings with a number I immediately recognize. I pick up.

“Hi sweetheart, it's Catherine Adalwulf. Do you have a few minutes to chat?”

I glance toward Brick’s shut door. “Actually, yes. This is a good time for me.”

“Is Brick there?”

I don't answer her question because it would be inappropriate for me to share any personal information related to my boss with anyone who calls, even his mother. “What can I do for you?” I ask politely instead.

“Madi, I’ll be frank with you. You saw today how awful things are between my side of the family and my children.”

“Yes.”

“Brick blames me for the takeover, and I've never had a chance to explain what really happened. He won't take my calls. He won't meet with me. He wouldn’t speak to me at Thanksgiving. I've tried writing letters, but they go unanswered. I have to assume he doesn't read them. I'm just wondering…sweetheart, I want to make things right with him. I want to have a chance to heal this wound between us, so we can hopefully find forgiveness and form some kind of relationship together going forward. I'm not out to hurt him. I hope you believe that.”

I make a non-committal sound. I'm the type who reserves judgment, but I do tend to believe her. Of course, it's not my place to take sides or judge anyone for anything that happened in their past. This is none of my business. I’m just the assistant. Or so I keep trying to believe.

“I'm not asking you to advocate for me or take my side in any way. I just want to get Brick alone for fifteen or twenty minutes. I haven't been able to do that in all the years since his father died.”


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