Simon sat on the couch threading his fingers and slightly flushed after all that happened tonight. Just a few hours ago, they were in a rush heading towards the distinguished black car to get the cat hidden from the public eye.

The cat meowed all the time as if it was trying to say something to them as its claws dug deeper into her thin top and everywhere to pinch her skin marking scratches along her arms as well as along the ribcage inch below the bra line.

With Simon on the wheels, Stephanie had no choice but to leave the premises with an important task undone.

Why?

Because the cat won't let go of his grip on her ruffled top.

Cats are cute. Stephanie likes them. Except for this one.

Many people, particularly introverts, prefer to have a feline as a pet simply because they could connect with each other. Both an introverted person and a cat prefer silence and independence in their ways in comparison to dogs.

History says that ancient Egypt domesticated the cats, which were said to be the earliest pets that could be traced back to four thousand years or beyond.

The reason was simple.

Cats have been helpful in reducing the impacts of the disease and protecting the crops.

As a result, they became the most venerated, respected, and prayed as they were sacred enough to have all those benefits from the human race. They even have a Cat Goddess.

What the hell?

Stephanie snorted with a smile thinking about it while holding this cat, who was a few hours ago the most influential in the universe. 

Now, what does he want from me in his new form? Veneration, respect, and prayer? Oh, come on. Give me a break.

When she looked down, she noticed that the CEO, in his new cat form, has been glaring at her as if she did something terrible.

The light blue eyes remained at her with a striking dark stroke in the middle. Whatever he had in mind at the time, its dilated stares were pinching and intense. 

And it went on until Simon parked the car in Titan's residence.

***

Simon cleared his throat and slowly lifted his head to have a good look at Stephanie. From head to toe, he examined her overall features, making her uncomfortable.

She grabbed the glass of water on the table, which he offered earlier, and gulped the entire liquid, thinking it would calm her down.

"Stephanie Reyes." He glanced at the cat, walking its way on the nearby pet cushion facing her before he sat on the black tufted leather L-shaped couch in the corner. 

As soon as he sat at such a close distance, Stephanie noticed his prominent features and slicked attire, as well as the strong musky scent of his perfume. He leaned his torso forward in her direction and landed a stare.

From afar, he looked too good to be true. If he were not a businessman, he would have been an excellent prospect for a highly-paid model.

"Yes?" she almost stuttered.

Both of her hands were holding the glass tighter as if she was preparing for something bad to happen right after Simon finished his talk.

Stephanie thought that she'll be out of the highest paying job in her life, even if she was just an intern, working for such a multi-billion dollar company.

If she would be fired because of some stupid reasons—seeing the CEO transforms into a creature by magic—it would be an unpleasing experience. She would rather get fired because she did a mistake causing problems in the company per se. But, not this.

Yet, she recalled something important. Before he transformed, he said something.

"You don't have to understand what I'm saying. Just do it and I'll pay you to double the company has offered you."

Was he willing to pay more than what they have stated in the contract in exchange for what? Keeping this secret forever?

"You see, Titan didn't expect someone could witness such a terrifying and seemingly impossible event. We both didn't have that in mind." Simon paused and sighed. "I heard that he's willing to pay you more after what happened. And probably, you're already asking yourself why."

"Yes."

"I believe you just got started from work. For how long, if I may ask?"

"A month."

"I presume that observing the entire company for a month and knowing how things work won't be enough, given that you're at the lowest rank in terms of employees. Technically, you just got started."

Simon grabbed the glass of water he placed on the living room table and took a sip.

"So, what will happen to me, sir?"