Betrayed by My Mate Hybrids Sorrow by KatVonBeck

The guys from the second division of the New Shadow advertising company could not stay more than two weeks away from appearing in the CEO's office. Whether it was for a failure to deliver a job, or something similar. The fact was that there was always something to be solved, especially since they had a rival company called Lightning. Both companies were always competing with each other since they were in the same department and the same building. Unfortunately, something happened that drastically changed the future of both companies.

It was at a get-together between the two, that a crime changed everything.

When everyone at NS learned about the party to unite the companies, they decided that it would not be just any party, but an opportunity to put hatred aside and create strong and successful alliances.

Cassie was able to convince her boss to have the party, although no one knew how she had done it, and they ruled out any sexual way since she had one of the most beautiful faces in the neighborhood, a model, by her side. All the employees were euphoric. Walking down the halls with a giant megaphone, she was shouting for the company and announcing the date of the party and the beginning of the decorations. On that day, nobody cared to finish the work, not even the managers and directors, who by then were already receiving numerous requests for help with colors and party materials. The management even tried to calm the situation down, but as soon as they saw Cassie walking around the company with everyone's support, they gave up. The best thing would be to celebrate the whole thing. Cassie was practically the right-hand man of the head of NS, so she had strong opinions on the final decisions.

The NS marketing team consisted of about ten members, half of whom just wandered around and did little. The five official members consisted of two twenty-four-year-old men, two twenty-nine-year-old men, and one twenty-six-year-old woman. Jack was responsible for writing, producing about fifteen articles a day, on average. Kurt, his main partner, and his friend were responsible for photographing almost all the events that were published. Both boys worked hard, but they were the kind of employees who could never please their boss. Josh was responsible for them, so much of the work was supervised by him afterward, sometimes even during the process. If the content was too simple, it would go to the back pages or not be published at all, as a good fan of reporting he liked bullshit, which meant he was always after it. The other members took care of proofreading what Jack wrote and what Kurt photographed.

“I need that crap for today, Jack”, exclaimed Josh, sitting in his favorite chair, at his favorite desk, in his favorite room. “I would rather not sit here and hear that you don't have time to write, it's your job.”

“You should remunerate me for every time you cuss me out, you know,” Jack retorted, expression indifferent. “I don't give a damn about your rush on this one, all the others are already in the revision, but this one will have to wait, do I have to remind you about it every week?” he asked.

The leader then questioned him, in an arrogant tone, saying, “Okay, Jack. Every week you show up out of the blue saying you don't have time to finish the job, do you have something more important to do?”

The other boy then replied sarcastically, “That's none of your business, man. This conversation is useless, you should be thankful that I still warn you, I could just leave without saying anything, you know that”.

“I should kick you out,” Josh retorted, in a tone that he would indeed be thinking of kicking him out.