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Chapter 4 Unicorn Head

  • Chapter Four – Unicorn Head.
  • Stephanie sat on the chair loosening her hair band, “It's all yours” she told her sisters. They cheered and ran to her with combs in hands.
  • She braced herself for the pain to come and soon they began pulling and tying her hair, weaving them into braids.
  • She knew it made their day fixing her hair so she’d endure. Also, she had promised them they’d do it for her first day at work.
  • “This one is my braid, this one is Lacy's” her sister, Macy, showed her two braids. They were on almost equal sizes so Stephanie shrugged.
  • “Thanks girls” she was almost getting up when Lacy shouted to her to sit down. She obediently did, gulping down saliva.
  • The little girl then brought a hair band to her hair, “I bought it while on holidays. Macy and I have ours” she smiled, fixing it on her sister.
  • Stephanie gave a fake smile. Was she to carry a unicorn band on her hair to work. “It’s pretty, right?” Macy asked, patting her hair.
  • How could she say no? She’d break their seven year old heart. And she did tell them to get her a gift and they did, only she wasn’t expecting that.
  • “Thanks loves” she pulled both of them to a hug and kissed their cheeks, they giggled and kissed hers back in return.
  • When they left, she looked at herself again. Her boss, Nathan would surely make fun of it. Exhaling, she took her bag and left for work.
  • “Hey, unicorn head” she heard behind her. She froze and sighed, turning. “Good morning, boss” she made mocking emphasis on ‘boss'.
  • Nathan smiled. She looked so cute, he should thank whoever did that to her, “Did you steal that hair band from a child?” he sassed when she was closer.
  • She rolled her eyes, greeted Whistle, got in the back seat, before finally handing Nathan her phone “Type in my schedule”. The car started.
  • Nathan looked confused, he pouted, taking the phone. He had never had a secretary before, his assistant always handled everything.
  • What would she be doing for him? He glanced back and saw she was looking at the places they were passing by.
  • He then went to her gallery and began looking at her pictures. He noticed two consistent little girls filled her gallery with funny pictures.
  • She had a good number of silly faces with them. He suppressed a chuckle of one she wore Sailor Moon, it was so short but cute.
  • Whistle raised a brow at him, seeing him invading her privacy. Nathan showed the picture to Stephanie and Whistle nearly panicked.
  • “Should I call you unicorn head or Sailor Moon?” he smirked. She looked at her phone and shrieked, dragging it from him.
  • Was he mad! “Why are you checking my pictures! Is that way I gave you the phone for!!” she wanted to reach for his head and knock it.
  • But he was the Pure Silver CEO, her boss. But he couldn’t at least have some self control and make her respect him.
  • Nathan shrugged, “I’d stick with Unicorn Head then”.
  • Stephanie wished she could bawl his eyes at, she looked at the pictures he had passed and wanted to bawl her own eyes out.
  • “Soon, I’d sue you to court!” she threatened. He smirked, “Baby, I bet you in a month, you won’t be able to breathe without me”.
  • Whistle scoffed. If it was about the bet, then the young man was already losing. The girl he saw would never fall for him with that attitude.
  • Stephanie rolled her eyes so hard, her brown pupils almost disappeared. How come she never heard the Pure Silver CEO was such a jerk?
  • She only heard he’s industrious and how he started heading the company from nineteen, she was impressed as at the time she was eighteen.
  • She aced her skills to be able to achieve such great feats when she’d be older and was glad that young people het age were being awesome.
  • Was this Nathan that CEO? Hadn’t she also heard he was cold and rarely spoke or associated with anyone.
  • She saw his long-sleeved clothes and that was enough to tell he was cold, like cold. She chuckled at her sense of humor.
  • Nathan swerved his head behind her and she straightened her face, “Hmm, anyway, at the office, don’t call me Nathan, call me…”.
  • “Long Sleeves?” she interrupted.
  • He smirked, “Well, if your have no problem with me yelling unicorn head from my office then….”.
  • She frowned at his smirk, “Fine. Boss, it is”.
  • Nathan shook his head. He didn’t want her calling him Boss as it had a sense of superiority, “’Mr. Nathan’ is better, unicorn head, okay?”.
  • “Drop the unicorn head also” Stephanie retorted. Whistle parked into a parking lot but Nathan jumped down before the car stopped.
  • “Don’t worry, I won’t even talk to you at the office. But if I need to, I’d call you what you’d recognize” he winked and strolled to his office.
  • Stephanie waited in the car. If he called her unicorn head, she’d beat him there. Cameras were everywhere so it’d be bad for him. And her.
  • She sighed. She didn’t still know what she had signed in the contract. What if it was to accept all maltreatment from her boss with a smile?
  • Taking off her unicorn hair band, she muttered some apologies to the air for her sisters. She couldn’t look like a horse first day of work.
  • She tidied her hair and applied more powder. This was one of the biggest companies in America, she could even feature on television.
  • “I pray you have a good first day!” Whistle said after her, as she came out of the car.
  • She nodded and bowed, “Have a good day too”.
  • Whistle genuinely prayed her day would be good, for her sake.
  • While cleaning out the rear mirror, a car drove roughly, parking besides him.
  • His jaw dropped in disbelief. Stephanie's first day of work was sure to be hell, nothing could escape her from it.
  • He flinched when the car door opened and a five six foot lady walked out, wearing expensive heels, a furry jacket with a mini dress strapped to her body.
  • She had her hair in a pigtail which gave her an innocent look but Whistle knew she was from innocent. She was a fierce werewolfess.
  • “He’s here. Good” she blew a bubble with her gum, she was referring to Nathan’s car. She went past Whistle like he was nonexistent.
  • Whistle returned to the car, and sent a message to Nathan. If Nathan really cared for his new secretary, he’d keep her off this bitch’s way.