Chapter 6 Official Cohabitation
"It's... It's nothing," Whitney nervously stammered, quickly hiding the box behind her back. "It has the same pattern as yours. My stomach hurts; I need to go to the restroom first."
With that, Whitney fled and rushed to the restroom.
Sitting on the toilet in the cubicle, Whitney cautiously opened the exquisite gift box again.
Different from Stella and the others' branded scarves, what Whitney found inside her small box was a set of keys.
Before she could fully recover from her shock, a text message came in.
It was an address sent by Stefan. It was an expensive villa in Svilledale's affluent area.
An address and keys.
Whitney immediately understood that Stefan truly wanted her to move in.
Of course, Stefan's idea was completely justified. They had already registered their marriage at the city hall, so living together was perfectly normal.
After coming out of the restroom, Whitney returned to Helsa Magazine with Stella and the others.
During this interview, they took a few photos of Stefan, but without his consent, their magazine didn't have the courage to publish them.
So, the editor-in-chief went to inquire and asked Stefan if they could publish his photos.
The editor asked this question just to test his luck. After all, Stefan is the CEO of Sirius Group and has always been mysterious. It was a surprise that he agreed to the interview this time, and they didn't even dare to think about publishing his photos.
But what shocked everyone was that Stefan readily agreed, and everyone was instantly buzzing with excitement.
"Oh my! Look at the photo of the CEO of Sirius Group. He's so handsome. This special interview we did will bring great profits to our magazine."
"Hurry. Let us see the photo of him. Let's see if he's as handsome as Stella said."
Before getting Stefan's consent, Whitney and a few others didn't dare to release the photo within the company. But now that they were given permission, they displayed the photo.
Suddenly, all the women in the magazine company exploded with excitement once again.
"Wow! He's so handsome. Stella, your description didn't even capture one-tenth of his handsomeness!"
"Yes. His looks are far superior to those celebrities in the entertainment industry!"
"Hey, but the chair he's sitting in looks strange. Doesn't it seem like a wheelchair?"
Finally, someone noticed the wheelchair beneath Stefan, and everyone fell silent. They had originally thought that as the CEO of a large corporation, Stefan must be powerful and outstanding, but now it seemed he was in a wheelchair.
An adult werewolf sitting in a wheelchair. What kind of strength could he have to lead a pack? Even if he were exceptional, as a disabled werewolf, he would surely be rejected by the leaders.
"Yeah," Stella said confidently. "Mr. Morrison always uses a wheelchair. But so what? He's handsome and wealthy. Even if he's in a wheelchair, there are still plenty of people who want to marry him!"
The women around immediately expressed their agreement, but a few male colleagues felt a bit uneasy and spoke with a mocking tone, "Hmph, so what if he's rich? So what if he's handsome? Don't you know that guys in wheelchairs have a high probability of being unable to conceive with women? As a werewolf, he can't even fulfill the basic task of producing wolf cubs. What's the difference between him and a waste?"
"That's right. Didn't you say he just got married? I bet his new wife is either a fool or a woman who only wants his money. When it comes to conceiving offspring, she'll probably have to find another werewolf to help."
"Cough! Cough!"
On the side, Whitney, who had been drinking water and not participating in the conversation, choked on her water when she heard these words and started coughing violently.
Her colleagues quickly gathered around to comfort her. "Whitney, what's the matter? It seems that Mr. Morrison's charm is really overpowering. Even our usually composed Whitney can't resist it."
"You're right," Stella added. "You guys have no idea how nervous Whitney was during the interview today."
Whitney was taken aback by her colleagues' comments. "No, I just accidentally choked on my water."
"You don't have to explain, Whitney. You must have been captivated by Mr. Morrison as well," Stella blurted out, revealing her true thoughts. "Especially because Mr. Morrison is just too perfect. Apart from his disability, he is flawless in every way."
Clearly, under Stefan's charm, these girls didn't care about the sarcastic remarks from their male colleagues earlier.
As ordinary werewolves, Stefan's handsome appearance and his position as a CEO were already enough to make them yearn for him. Only women with strong abilities in the powerful pack would dare to find fault with Stefan.
In the following days, the magazine was busy with Stefan's interview. Everyone seemed to be energized, with their enthusiasm for work increasing.
Finally, the weekend arrived. Whitney felt exhausted, but she didn't dare to rest. She had to visit her mother in the hospital and then pack her belongings to move in with Stefan.
She was afraid that if she delayed any longer, Stefan would think she didn't truly want to get married and cancel their agreement.
Stefan's villa was indeed spacious, with a decor that exuded an artistic retro vibe. There were not many servants at home, only an elderly couple named Sebastian and Rose.
Sebastian helped Whitney move her things into the master bedroom on the second floor. The master bedroom had a modern and minimalist design. When she opened the closet, she noticed that half of it was filled with men's shirts, while the other half was empty.
Whitney immediately realized that she would be sharing the room with Stefan, but that was fine. She put her things away and filled up the empty half of the closet.
After everything was organized, it was already evening, and Stefan still hadn't returned.
Whitney ate the sandwich made by Rose and went back to her room to take a shower.
After washing up and getting ready to dry herself, she suddenly realized that she had forgotten to bring a towel.
Whitney was annoyed at her carelessness. After some hesitation, she cautiously opened the bathroom door.
Seeing that Stefan hadn't returned yet, Whitney hurriedly entered the master bedroom with her wet body.
While searching for a towel in the closet, she heard a "click" sound from behind.
Whitney was startled. She turned her head and saw Stefan sitting in a wheelchair, slowly entering the room.
Stefan was also visibly surprised. He didn't expect his newlywed wife to greet him naked in the bedroom.
She had fair skin, beautifully rounded breasts, and a slender waist. Stefan's gaze involuntarily fell on her lower body. He felt his primal desire awakening.
Even Pessi, who was sleeping, sensed his emotions.
On the other hand, Whitney was even more frightened.
Her mind went blank, and when she regained her senses, she immediately screamed and rushed towards the bathroom.
However, she didn't realize that the floor was wet. As she ran, her feet slipped, causing her to lose her balance and fall forward.
"Be careful!"
Stefan's expression changed, and he quickly moved his wheelchair forward to catch Whitney, who had fallen onto his legs.
As he touched her soft and damp body, Stefan trembled.
Lowering his head, he saw Whitney's blushing face due to her panic.
Compared to the noble women in the pack, Whitney's appearance was not stunningly beautiful, but her features were delicate. The more he looked at her, the more beautiful she became.
Especially in this moment, with her face free of makeup, wet hair gathered behind her ears, water droplets dripping down along the distinct lines of her collarbone, and a well-proportioned figure.
Stefan couldn't help but feel a tightening in his chest, and his eyes grew even redder.
Your mate needs you! Stefan heard the wolf inside him roar. The wolf yearned to mate with the woman in front of him, wanting to taste her.
Whitney struggled to regain her composure and anxiously raised her head, locking eyes with the enigmatic man.
No longer a child, Whitney instantly comprehended the meaning behind the man's gaze. His eyes were brimming with raw desire, and she realized that if she didn't get up promptly, something might happen next.
Alarmed, she hurriedly apologized and rose to her feet. However, as her paw inadvertently brushed against Stefan's leg, she was taken aback to discover that the man had involuntarily become aroused.