The Were CEO’s Secret

Chapter Twenty-Seven – I’d beat you.

Everyone shouted, “One, two, three, go! Happy birthday Pure Fashion!”

Stephanie rolled her eyes so hard, her head ached a little. The colleagues laughed at their shouts. Ashley shook her head and walked to Nathan. “Satisfied now?”

He nodded. “Yes, this is a new brand. So it’s technically it’s birthday.” He walked off to address the colleagues.

Stephanie and Ashley laughed at his attitude. Stephanie rubbed her head to ease her nerves. Since her encounter with Garcia, headaches were becoming more frequent.

The coworkers came to her and she gave each one the new brand tag of their latest brand. Pure Fashion, a remodeled version of the bid.

Coupled with an AI feature called NEOS to guide customers in picking the best outfits despite of size, taste, work or casual, and seasons.

Something Stephanie felt she’d need as she always wore sleeved shirts on hot days and cotton dresses on cold days.

One tag was left and Stephanie looked around for who hadn’t gotten one. Ashley had counted all the workers before handing the tags to her.

“Hey, little bitch!” Garcia sassed, cat walking towards her. Stephanie’s brain automatically began aching remembering it’s encounter with Garcia.

The model snatched the tag off Stephanie’s trembling hands. She was had been the only one without a tag.

Stephanie cursed herself for feeling this weak towards a bitch. But she couldn’t help it. She was a werewolf and her body feared her.

“I’d beat you. I haven’t forgotten you. Just had lots of shoots recently. And you recently fell for one of my traps.” She advanced towards her.

“Garcia!” Nathan called her and she froze before Stephanie. Her dark eyes turned upwards in a cute way, she snapped her head to Nathan.

“Oh, I was asking your secretary about you and she told me to ‘fuck off’ but you’re just here.” She smiled.

Nathan glanced at Stephanie, she wasn’t one to swear and he knew Garcia could be lying 100%. What slightly alarmed him was how Stephanie looked pale and weak.

“Whatever. I’d be at my office.” Stephanie walked away from them both. Garcia had said she fell for her trap? What does it mean?

Her stomach churned as she closed the door of her office. “The coffee!” she grimaced, holding her stomach tightly. Garcia must’ve drugged it.

Stephanie placed her head on her desk, hoping for the pain to go away but it stayed waxing stronger. Like spiders biting her insides.

Her door was flung open then a strong arm held her up. She felt like throwing but swallowed it in. She became disgusted with herself.

Her head was woozy, her eyes fell so she surrendered to the feeling. At least, someone found her before she died.

She opened her eyes later and saw herself at the hospital, sprawled on a bed with drip running into her. The annoying Nathan by her side.

Was he the one who had saved her?

“Thanks, boss.”

He was typing into his laptop. “Are you okay? Did you get pregnant?”. He raised his head and stared sternly.

She looked around the room and easily identified the hospital as Dream Care hospital.

She had visited her father many times there not to know it. Also, the interior of this place looked like where she earlier visited Nathan, the VIP wards.

She hated being sick and loathed hospitals. Garcia would surely pay for bringing her here.

“Are you dating Garcia?” She asked him back. She needed to know why Garcia was so possessive over him.

She wouldn’t care if they were and would avoid Nathan if it made Garcia worry but if they weren’t, couldn’t Garcia have a bit of self control?

Nathan’s stern look softened. Why would she think that? Keon ordered him to say “no” immediately but he hesitated wondering why’d she’d ask. Hadn’t he explain they were like siblings?

“I asked if you were pregnant then you asked this. Are you diverting my question or what?”

“I am not pregnant. I ate something wrong, that’s all. And you don’t have to answer.” Stephanie turned to the other side.

Keon ordered Nathan again to say “no” so Stephanie wouldn’t assume anything else.

“Garcia is like a stubborn little sister. We aren’t dating and would never date. Why?”. He shifted closer to her bed. She only shrugged.

Her question was giving him trouble. Had Garcia said they were dating? Would she be displeased if they were? Why’s she interested if they date?

“I’d be okay. You don’t have to wait here. It’s not like you won’t annoy me here so do leave when you want.” She turned to him, glancing at the door.

He folded his legs. “I’d leave when I want.”

Stephanie’s eyes darted to his shoes. A red sneaker on corporate shirt and trousers. She laid down again. This guy had a bad fashion sense but somehow, it fit him.

“Did you wonder the meaning of NEOS?” Nathan asked, pinching her.

She glared at him. “Keep your hands to yourself”, he withdrew his hand, “And I don’t know what NEOS mean? You created the word?”

Nathan shook his head and showed her his laptop. It was portrait figure of the Pure Fashion AI. It was female with strawberry blonde hair and named ‘Nathan Eternally Owes Stephanie’ aka NEOS.

Stephanie grabbed the laptop. “Really? The AI is modeled after me?”. She was low-key pleased. It did look like her.

Keon cooed in Nathan’s head. “It was my idea to model the AI after Stephanie, see how pleased she is.”

Nathan rolled his eyes. Stephanie caught him and frowned. “Or you just randomly modelled a strawberry blondie. Too tease me?”

Nathan rapidly shook his head. “I modeled it after you. Don’t you see the suit resembled the first one you wore to work?”

Stephanie checked and it was. She grinned. “Hmm, trying to get in my good side, right?”

Nathan tugged at the inside of his mouth. It’s like it was bad to get on her good side. Those twins would be back my next month.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“You won’t need to force Stephanie to fall for you before J-twins arrive. As long as we’re in good relations with her, we can ask her to be a fake girlfriend. She’d agree and we’d win the ten million dollars.” Keon advised.

Nathan snapped his fingers. That was an awfully good idea. He observed Stephanie being sleepy so retrieved the laptop from her.

“Go on. Sleep, you have a lot to do when you’re better.” He used a boss tone. Stephanie pouted and rested on the bed. Keon felt her breathing slowly normalize to a rhythmic one. He purred.

“Don’t get too obsessed with her. You’re just a fox, she’s a human.” Nathan scolded.

Keon grunted. “Shut up. And you can sleep if you want. I’d watch over her.”

Nathan raised a brow. “How is that? Can you be awake while I am asleep?”

Keon mentally face-palmed. “Of course not, Idiot!”