A Taste of Temptation The Chaste CEOs Midnight Knock by Marry Stone

The sound of clinking glasses and cheers echoed through the crowd of people in the spacious, lavishly decorated room. Several circular tables are scattered throughout the room, as well as four VIP-only rectangular tables near the front stage. These cheers were coming from the bar tables serving drinks, specifically from a group of humans who were now sipping as they closed their eyes to savor the sweet taste of the alcohol in their hands.

The taste was a relief. There was no bitterness. This room was full of fun, especially from the group of humans in front of the bar who seemed to be laughing freely after taking a sip of their respective drinks.

"We've exceeded our sales target again!" One of the men among the six cheered. His face was very bright. "Who are we?!"

"The marketing division team!" said a woman with tanned hair that was left down to her back.

"We got quite a bonus after a drastic increase in product sales due to a change in promotion strategy," said another without looking away from the tablet. His eyes were looking at the statistical data graph of the Aedest Beauty company's product sales over the past two months. There were lines that were initially up and down, some even going down almost to the bottom, but at the end of the first month they immediately went up and further up in the second month.

Holding a glass of drink with a grin, another woman said, "It's all thanks to Naira, anyway."

"Naira where's Nairaaa?"

"Thanks to everyone, just don't mention Naira."

A woman appeared suddenly from the back - a direction that none of her six division mates had noticed. She was walking while holding a still full glass. Her eyebrows rose and fell as she stopped two steps behind the woman who had mentioned 'thanks to Naira' earlier. While her six division mates watched from the bottom up, the owner of the name Naira casually sipped the drink in her hand.

It was only after taking a sip that Naira raised her eyebrows, making a questioning face. "What's wrong, how do you look like that? Is something strange?" she asked frantically. She looked frantically at the dress she was wearing, checking if there were any parts that made her look ridiculous to her friends.

"It's weird because you're really pretty tonight! Oh my God, you really didn't mean to dress up like this!"

Naira, who had looked worried, then chuckled with relief. "So you were going to say that, Nadira?"

The woman in front of Naira, Nadira, grinned. "What else is there to say after seeing your current appearance?"

"Naira! I thought you weren't coming, I've been waiting for you!" The man in a suit with a bow tie-only the man was wearing a bow tie-approached Naira after clapping his hands once. "Thank you, yes. Your idea is brilliant, we can increase our product sales and get a big bonus!"

Naira sighed. "All ideas," she corrected with emphasis. "Oh, have all the relations come from the company?"

Glancing at the clock, Daven replied, "They should have all come. It's just that not everyone from the WhiteAction Beauty company has come yet."

"They are our company's collaboration partner, right?" asked another woman who was standing next to Daven.

Daven nodded his head. "Yes. I'm told that their marketing division team is equally great."

"I heard that the marketing team has one member whose identity is invisible because he's always working behind the scenes," Nadira said, her tone casual but her face suggesting enthusiasm. "And tonight he's coming after only the marketing team knew about him."

"The member who works behind the scenes? He's deliberately hiding his identity?" Raka, the man with the only bow tie, chimed in. "How could he? Isn't every company proposal or meeting with other relations, the marketing division team is always there and their faces are always displayed?"

Daven snapped his fingers, agreeing. "Well, that also makes me think. What if there's a company proposal when proposing a collaboration or introducing a product, he's not visible too?"

Nadira shrugged, not understanding but thinking the same thing as her two coworkers. "His face doesn't want to be shown. Maybe whenever there's a meeting with clients or company relations and a product is being discussed, he prefers to be behind the scenes.

Even so, that person always makes the company's products sell well, sales are always increasing and have even been bigger than what we get now. He's almost the same as Naira, so he's the key to the company's progress."

"Nadira..." Naira reprimanded Nadira with a displeased tone of voice after hearing her coworker's last sentence. After Nadira put on another smirk, Naira sighed. "If her identity is unknown, how did you know that?"

"You know, Nor, Nadira is the queen of gossip. She's the sharp-eared one who's always eavesdropping on any news," Raka replied.