MMF: Taken By the Dark Pack (Paranormal Shifter Menage Romance) (New Adult Shapeshifter Threesome Short Stories) by Jennifer McKenzie Page A
Authors: Jennifer McKenzie
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well done, the next day she’s firing you with the same expression in her face.
The company I work for is called Greetings Corp., and my job here is to write greeting card lines. They say I’m good at it, that I was born to be a greeting card writer, but really I’m just staying by this job for the moment, by moment I mean, for the past 4 years now. I just haven’t found the right publishing house for my book yet.
Today, Mrs. Chang is wearing a silver suit, which looked good on her. The suit complemented her asian features and dora haircut quite well. At first glance, you won’t even notice she’s 53.
“You’re late Rowena. The meeting’s already done.” She says, her face tightening but still managing to smile, she does it with effort.
“I’m sorry ma’am, got stuck in a traffic.” I say as I try to fit myself in one of the chairs.
“That’s okay now, Rowena.” She said, reassuringly while also gesturing me to another seat, larger , with a polite smile.
“With all due respect ma'am, why am I here?” I said, when I finally am seated down. She chuckled. I hate being laughed at, but I don’t show her that.
“What you’re here for is actually very exciting. Do you want to hear it?” she says, with a high spirited tone.
“Sure.” I replied with forced interest.
“We’ve decided to give a major project to you. Its called ‘Spring time, happy time!’. Its a series of greeting cards dedicated for spring season. So you in?”
“Oh, of course, that would be a privilege Mrs. Chang.” I say, even though this is the 4th time I’ve been assigned to this kind of project.
“Wonderful! You’ll be working with a new member by the way, He’s an illustrator. Is that okay? We need someone to show him how things work around here.”
A new member? Hmm, this can’t be all that bad. Working at this company for 4 years now does make you feel a bit sick of the people around you every once in a while, at least we can see a new face. A new person to talk to is certainly fine for me.
“I’ll teach him what I can, Mrs. Chang.”
After I and Mrs. Chang am done chit chatting, I go directly to my desk beside Riley, who is the closest thing I’ve ever had to having a bestfriend. His pale face beautified with all kinds of make ups imaginable and his dark hair dyed with all kinds of hippie colors. He is like a walking rainbow, the absolute definition of LGTB. When he sits, he looks taller than me, contrary to when we’re standing.
“Guuuurrrl, what took you so long? We’ve been waiting for you for like- forever now.” He said, in his gayest voice possible.
“Got stuck in traffic.” I shrug. “So what did I miss?”
“Same old routine. Everybody did well, except Martha’s. You know how persistent she is. But Mrs. Chang wasn’t all that interested in her presentation, we could tell. So when she told Martha, she might not get most of her works published, she didn’t take it well. It was okay at first but then you didn’t come and then we waited for you, she went full retard and stormed out of the room. Jealous much?”
Dearest Martha, my lawful enemy, always trying her best in sabotaging my life. I hear her sobbing from the other corner of the room and I lean over my desk to take a glimpse. She was already glaring at me with her bulged eyes. I bet she’s wishing for me to go to hell. With her yellow sun dress and ginger hair, its kind of hard to tell she’s a bitch.
“Jealous is an understatement.”
“What else?”
“Well, we’ve already done our presentations, so after that there’s not really anything else to anticipate, except finding out who is assigned with the project. But we all know its you.”
“Didn’t Mrs. Chang tell you about the new guy?”
“Everyone! I’ve got an announcement from Mrs. Chang.” Kyle, Mrs. Chang’s assistant, announced.
We all face towards
The company I work for is called Greetings Corp., and my job here is to write greeting card lines. They say I’m good at it, that I was born to be a greeting card writer, but really I’m just staying by this job for the moment, by moment I mean, for the past 4 years now. I just haven’t found the right publishing house for my book yet.
Today, Mrs. Chang is wearing a silver suit, which looked good on her. The suit complemented her asian features and dora haircut quite well. At first glance, you won’t even notice she’s 53.
“You’re late Rowena. The meeting’s already done.” She says, her face tightening but still managing to smile, she does it with effort.
“I’m sorry ma’am, got stuck in a traffic.” I say as I try to fit myself in one of the chairs.
“That’s okay now, Rowena.” She said, reassuringly while also gesturing me to another seat, larger , with a polite smile.
“With all due respect ma'am, why am I here?” I said, when I finally am seated down. She chuckled. I hate being laughed at, but I don’t show her that.
“What you’re here for is actually very exciting. Do you want to hear it?” she says, with a high spirited tone.
“Sure.” I replied with forced interest.
“We’ve decided to give a major project to you. Its called ‘Spring time, happy time!’. Its a series of greeting cards dedicated for spring season. So you in?”
“Oh, of course, that would be a privilege Mrs. Chang.” I say, even though this is the 4th time I’ve been assigned to this kind of project.
“Wonderful! You’ll be working with a new member by the way, He’s an illustrator. Is that okay? We need someone to show him how things work around here.”
A new member? Hmm, this can’t be all that bad. Working at this company for 4 years now does make you feel a bit sick of the people around you every once in a while, at least we can see a new face. A new person to talk to is certainly fine for me.
“I’ll teach him what I can, Mrs. Chang.”
After I and Mrs. Chang am done chit chatting, I go directly to my desk beside Riley, who is the closest thing I’ve ever had to having a bestfriend. His pale face beautified with all kinds of make ups imaginable and his dark hair dyed with all kinds of hippie colors. He is like a walking rainbow, the absolute definition of LGTB. When he sits, he looks taller than me, contrary to when we’re standing.
“Guuuurrrl, what took you so long? We’ve been waiting for you for like- forever now.” He said, in his gayest voice possible.
“Got stuck in traffic.” I shrug. “So what did I miss?”
“Same old routine. Everybody did well, except Martha’s. You know how persistent she is. But Mrs. Chang wasn’t all that interested in her presentation, we could tell. So when she told Martha, she might not get most of her works published, she didn’t take it well. It was okay at first but then you didn’t come and then we waited for you, she went full retard and stormed out of the room. Jealous much?”
Dearest Martha, my lawful enemy, always trying her best in sabotaging my life. I hear her sobbing from the other corner of the room and I lean over my desk to take a glimpse. She was already glaring at me with her bulged eyes. I bet she’s wishing for me to go to hell. With her yellow sun dress and ginger hair, its kind of hard to tell she’s a bitch.
“Jealous is an understatement.”
“What else?”
“Well, we’ve already done our presentations, so after that there’s not really anything else to anticipate, except finding out who is assigned with the project. But we all know its you.”
“Didn’t Mrs. Chang tell you about the new guy?”
“Everyone! I’ve got an announcement from Mrs. Chang.” Kyle, Mrs. Chang’s assistant, announced.
We all face towards
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