Kapitel 10: The soiree

I stood with my brother Frederic in the large, ostentatious reception room of the Nitz Hotel and talked to him while our two fathers greeted all the arriving guests.

I could see Desmond having to force himself to talk to all these people and not retreat anywhere.

I felt sorry for him.

It would probably be a hectic evening.

Many guests came. I didn't even know most of them. And I already got a headache from all the colourful, glittering evening wear.

Edward certainly had no mean intentions with this soiree. Nevertheless, he was not very observant of human feelings and minds. He always inferred others from himself. It never occurred to him that there could be other perspectives. That was his only flaw.

"You've been acting so strange the whole evening. Is everything okay?" Frederic asked me slightly concerned.

Unlike our father Edward, Frederic was very good at reading people's behavior and facial expressions. It was a bit unsettling.

He was more of a serious type. You could rarely get a smile out of him. Thus he was in complete contrast to his younger brother Daniel.

Our family seemed to have a fable for stark contrasts.

"Yes everything is okay." I assured him and tried to look as calm as possible.

"Are you sure? I know you. And that face you're making right now is what you always do when you're screwed." He said with a doubtful frown.

Nothing escaped his keen eyes. I bit the inside of my cheek in frustration.

Before I could even reply to that, I was suddenly cut off:

"My, my, what do we have here? A beautiful Lady in a breathtaking dress." I heard a familiar voice right behind me.

I quickly turned around and the person I saw almost made me just run away in panic.

I couldn't quite believe my eyes.

"Mr. Jones?! What are you doing here?" I was completely startled.

"I'm obviously attending a soiree. Just like you, Miss Saintclaire." He informed me with a smile.

"Who is this, Nora?" Frederic asked me curious.

"Ah t-this is Mr. Jones, my Boss." I explained with a slight stutter.

I didn't know what he wanted here or what he was up to. However, I had a dark premonition that this evening could end in a catastrophe.

"Your boss? You've found an employment?" Frederic asked in disbelief.

It was a bit of an insult to me that Frederic didn't expect me to find a Job in this area as an omega either.

Although his surprise looked genuine. But that just made it worse to be honest.

"Does he know that you're an-"

"An Omega? Yes, I am well aware of that. She is a good assistant. I don't know what I would do without her." Mr. Jones explained with a professional smile.

Frederic didn't quite know what to say to that.

I did feel a little proud though. I felt my cheeks redden as Mr. Jones praised me.

"Does he know about your condition?" Asked Frederic, so that my heart suddenly dropped. I stared at him with wide eyes.

"What condition?" Mr. Jones seemed to be confused. A vertical crease formed between his eyebrows.

"Ah nothing! Don't listen to him." I interrupted the talk hastily.

Frederic understood immediately and then withdrew, supposedly to get us something to drink. He probably just gave us some leeway.

"What was he talking about? do you have a serious illness?" He seemed really concerned. I could also see something like uneasiness in his eyes.

Surely he would not give up that easily. I saw that in his eyes. He wanted to know my secret.

But I still didn't want to tell him about it.

Not here. Not like that.

My condition as an extremely submissive omega was ultimately only my concern. I would inaugurate him when the time was right.

"No, it's not like that ... I'd rather explain that to you at a different time." I sighed and hoped that he would be satisfied with this answer.

"Alright if you think so..." He grunted.

He didn't really look happy. But he probably wouldn't dig deeper either. At least not for now.

"Why are you here?" I asked hurriedly.

I spoke so softly that it probably sounded more like a hissing whisper. I didn't want to attract attention after all.

But that was almost moot anyway, as Mr. Jones was just a man who attracted attention one way or the other.

He towered over most people like a giant and then he looked damn good too. Only his smell was very faint. He probably injected himself with a few blockers shortly before the party.

Nevertheless, I could see how many of the guests (mainly the female ones) kept turning to him and eyeing him with greedy eyes.

It kind of bothered me, and it annoyed me that it bothered me at all. I really shouldn't care. What was it to me?

On the other hand I suddenly had this urgent need to kiss him in front of all the guests here to show that he belonged to me.

I reprimanded myself for this ridiculous thought.

"I heard there's a birthday party going on here for a certain Mr. Saintclaire. Saintclaire is not a common surname. And since you have the same last name, i couldn't help but be curious. After a little research I found out that he is one of your fathers. After all, you also told me that one of your family members has a birthday today. So i thought i'd pay my respects to him and take this opportunity to introduce myself directly." He said nonchalantly, which only upset me more.

"Are you out of your mind?! what if someone finds out?"

"What should they find out?" He asked cluelessly. However, the spiteful grin on his lips betrayed that he might have other intentions.

"Well, that we... no... I won't say it." I said with a snort.

He laughed in response. I was starting to get the feeling that he was enjoying teasing me more than maybe he should.

"So while I'm here, you can introduce me directly to your family, right?" He said with a slight smirk as he grabbed my wrist and dragged me to the dining hall, where the rest of my family was.

"W-wait!" I tried to stop him, but he didn't care. He pulled me on mercilessly. Further into my doom.

Why was he so keen to meet my family? Was it about the contacts and connections he was able to make? Allegedly. After all, my father Edward was a highly respected company boss.

I could hardly imagine anything else. He wouldn't want to introduce himself to my family because he was my sexual partner...or would he?