Kapitel 3: Why is my Boss so hot ?!
It's been a week since I started working at M Corporations.
So far everything has been going well.
Mr. Daulton trained me well and still helped me out sometimes. If I had any questions, he was always there right away, which calmed me down a lot.
Mr. Jones also seemed to be a reliable boss to work with.
I was really happy with my current work. Nothing stood in the way of my bright future anymore.
It was peaceful.
So far I've only had email contact with Mr. Jones, since he had been on a longer business trip. But I was sure that he was a friendly and courteous person. At least that's how he seemed to me.
So I sat at my desk like every morning and went about my work diligently. After all I was really grateful to be here.
That's why I didn't really notice my new boss entering the anteroom of his office, where I worked.
The first thing I noticed was his scent.
He smelled incredibly good, so that my head jerked up when I noticed it for the first time. I almost did it out of reflex.
How could someone smell so good? Were it the exaggerated pheromones that were supposed to make all the Alphas flee?
I couldn't believe that with the best will in the world. It was a wonderfully pleasant smell that I wished I could have exposed myself to all day long.
Nothing like this had ever happened to me before.
Why was his smell so damn seductive to me? It didn't make any sense.
I was supposed to be immune to all of the Pheromones. I was beyond confused.
If it had only stayed with the smell, I might even have been able to live with it. But he also looked so damn hot too.
He had raven black hair that framed his handsome face perfectly and a tall, broad build. It looked like he was spending a ridiculous amount of time in the gym.
He didn't really look like a CEO, more like a bear. Somehow out of place.
His expensive suit had to be tailored. Probably there was nothing in his size. You could tell right away that there were a lot of muscles hidden under these clothes.
I also didn't expect that he didn't appear to be much older than me. He couldn't have been more than his early thirties.
"Miss Saintclaire? This is Mr. Jones." Mr. Daulton introduced us.
But I would have already known without his words that he is the boss of this facility. That already radiated his presence.
I quickly stood up and held out my hand in greeting.
"Nora Saintclaire, nice to meet you." I said with a professional smile.
"Caden Jones. The pleasure is all mine, Miss Saintclaire." He said with a charismatic grin.
The moment he grabbed my hand, I felt something like an electric shock.
It was overwhelming. Goosebumps spread over my body and i suddenly felt really warm. As if the temperature of the room had increased by a good twenty degrees.
What the hell was going on? Why did I react so strangely to him?
When I looked up at him again, I could see something flashing in his eyes. It was a small flicker of something I couldn't quite put my finger on.
He looked at me closely with his intense gaze. His steely gray eyes pierced me. I could hardly move.
He scanned me from top to bottom once before finally letting go of my hand. We hadn't even really shaken them. It was weird.
"Miss Saintclaire, would you please come to my office right away? I would like to discuss something with you." He asked. But underneath it sounded like an order.
I swallowed hard.
Somehow I was a little scared.
He had just looked at me like a predator examining its prey. I didn't want to go in the tigers den right away.
I looked to Mr. Daulton, asking quietly for help.
But Mr. Daulton must have read the room wrong. He simply said goodbye to us and then quickly left the room with an enlightened mood. I felt lost.
I stood there for a moment, rooted to the ground.
I had no idea how to wriggle my way out of this strangely oppressive situation. I didn't even know if I could really do something at all.
When Mr. Jones again asked me to go to his office, I did so very reluctantly. At that moment I had no other choice.
. . .
"I don't know what you told the others, but you're definitely not an Alpha, Miss Saintclaire." He said relatively serious when we both stood in his office. The aura in this room almost crushed me.
I instantly started shaking involuntarily. I broke out in a cold sweat of fear.
All of a sudden, my worst fear came true. He noticed my lie right away. I took a shaky breath.
He was indeed a scary man.
I'd better stay calm now. So I can defend myself. I needed to keep a cool head.
"I don't really know what you mean, Mr.-" I tried to play ignorant, but he cut me off mid-sentence:
"You may deceive others with your superficial Alpha scent. But not me." He said menacingly.
Before I even could reply, he was suddenly releasing a large amount of his pheromones to the room.
"You still think you're an Alpha, huh? then let's put it to a test." He said with a mischievous grin that scared me more than the whole situation already did.
When his pheromones reached me, I suddenly felt incredibly hot. It was almost as if I had a fever.
It reminded me of the feeling from earlier when i touched his hand. Only this time it was a thousand times stronger.
My knees felt weak. My mind went foggy. I could barely stand on my feet. My heart was racing in my chest.
What was that strange feeling? Was that the heat most Omegas had to experience?
It was almost unbearable.
I never experienced a heat before. Even my doctor said that it was very unlikely that I would ever get into a heat at all.
The more I inhaled of his pheromones, the weaker I felt. I leaned on the nearest shelf for support so as not to collapse completely.
My head felt completely hazy. I wasn't in the right state of my mind.
And I couldn't help myself but feel horny all of a sudden. It was an unavoidable urge. An urge that requested to be satisfied. My body was aching … for him.
"So you are an Omega." He stated.
I looked at him with tears blurring my eyes.
"So far, however, no Omega has reacted to me in this way. Most had just fled, frightened. It's quite interesting." He explained amused. But I couldn't really follow him closely. I wasn't in the right state of mind for that.
"P-please … do something … I … I need help." I pleaded desperately.
Now I also began to emit my pheromones - without really wanting to. It was like an instinct I couldn't suppress. No matter how hard I tried.
When Mr Jones smelled my scent, I saw his eye color change slightly and suddenly his Alpha fangs began to show. Now he looked even more like a predator.
"You thought you could hide it from me, huh? What would the others say about it? That i have an Omega employee who gets hot as soon as she senses my pheromones?" He asked with a playful smile on his Lips.
"I beg you! please don't tell anyone. I would do everything!" I begged like a weakling. It was really humiliating that he had me in his hand like that.
I closed my eyes in desperation. Meanwhile, a few tears ran down my cheeks.
It was probably over - no, it was definitely over for me. I had lied to everyone about my subgender. And of all people my boss found out. I was completely at his mercy. I felt miserable.
„Everything?" He asked with a wide smirk, that made me rather nervous.
"Um… I-I mean…" I tried to explain but right at that moment he released even more of his pheromones, which robbed my last sanity.
"Ah fuck." I hissed while I collapsed helplessly on the floor. This feeling was completely new to me. It was overwhelming.
With the last of my strength i looked up at him. He was now bent over to me and examined me with his intense glare.
That's when I realized that my Boss was probably the devil himself. A demon from hell. The friendly, courteous employer had almost completely disappeared. Only his animalistic, villainous side was here.
"Let me be your bond." He requested with a husky voice.
"W-what?" I asked completely surprised.
"When I saw you for the first time, I knew right away that I wanted you. I couldn't exactly say why, but I wanted you to be mine. Even after such a short time, I was completely sure. I could hardly pull myself together in the anteroom. I just knew that you belonged to me." He said with a deep, rough voice. A shiver went down my spine.
Normally I would have laughed at this point if the situation wasn't so serious for me.
"B-but why…?" I was really confused at the moment.
"If you let me be your bond, I will let you continue working here." He offered me with a devilish smile.
He came closer to me with his face and breathed in my smell with relish.
"Are … hah … are you blackmailing me?" I stammered.
"Hmm maybe. But what are you going to do about it? I have you in my hand now. Of course you can also quit here if you want." He gave me the unpleasant choice.
I just grunted in frustration at that.
"What will happen to me if I bond with you?" I asked slightly suspicious. This man certainly had nothing good in his mind.
My head seemed to be a little clearer again. It was probably because there weren't quite as many pheromones in the air as before.
So did he really leave me a choice here? Or was it just another trap?
"We would be partners. We could help each other with our heats and ruts. You also have rather erratic heat cycles, am i right? It would even be beneficial for both of us, to satisfy our needs with a permanent partner. Besides, we seem to be made for each other. Just look at how horny and desperate you are. Even though I haven't really done anything yet." He snickered.
The blood rushed to my cheeks immediately. It was shamefully obvious that he was right. And I hated it.
"Ah you damn bastard." I threw at his head.
"Well, well, don't be so nasty, Miss Saintclaire. After all, I'm still so accommodating that I'll leave you a choice at least. Besides... what have you got to lose?"
"… My dignity?" I answered breathless.
He then burst out laughing.
"Ha? I thought you lost that long ago when you had to pretend to be an Alpha."
"Ah dammit. You're right." I surrendered, gritting my teeth.
"So … what is your decision?" He asked urgently while scrutinizing me closely.
It was a difficult decision. After all, there was a lot at stake for me. I wondered if I would ever get such a great job that paid so generously again.
Probably not.
And since I was apparently also getting into heat now myself, it was probably better to have a permanent partner with whom you could meet your needs and … urges.
I actually never really expected to find a partner at all. So I really didn't bother thinking about it.
Until now.
"I … will do it." I finally said with a sigh. Somehow it seemed to be the best solution for me. But maybe it was just because of his pheromones in the air, which still clouded my head a bit. I wanted to be near him. Even if I hated to admit it.
"Good girl. You made the right decision, believe me. We will both benefit from it." He whispered in my ear.
He licked once over the glands on my neck. Then he sucked on my sensitive skin. I couldn't help but let out a little moan. Somehow I was just a lot more sensitive to my glands than I had assumed. It was an exciting feeling.
Full of shame I pressed my hand in front of my mouth to be able to smother further noises. I was incredibly embarrassed. I let out a shaky breath while small tears of lust started to appear in my eyes.
"Don't cover up that mouth of yours. I want to hear all of the cute noises you make." He instructed me with a husky voice.
Then he sank his teeth into my throat, which made me moan even louder than before. Even though it was still a little muffled by my hand, it could be heard loud and clear. I could only hope no one had heard. I rubbed my legs together in pleasure.
He bit, licked and sucked on my neck over and over again. I was sure that it was already completely abused. But I could hardly feel anything else than pure ecstasy.
"Hgn … Mr. … Mr. Jones - ah - d-don't you think that ist is … hah … that this is enough?" I said in between the moans that I couldn't suppress anymore. I could feel my legs shaking.
"Hmm i don't know. I want to make sure that you're all mine after all." He said as his teeth dug into my neck once more.
It was arousing for sure. The feeling of being bitten and claimed by him was very satisfying for me. I could feel my heat slowly decreasing.
That's why it suddenly started to hurt a lot after a short period of time.
"Ah Mr. Jones, please … please stop. It hurts." I pleaded while I started squirming under his tall figure, which kept me captured and pinned on the floor.
I pressed my hands against his strong, broad shoulders to push him away from me, but I was too weak. He didn't even budge. He just kept going with his plan to mark me completely up.
"Please! Please stop!" I yelled.
Somehow it seemed to bring him out of his trance. I saw his mind slowly returning in his eyes. The menacing yellow was almost completely gone from his iris. Now they were storm gray again.
I was breathing heavily under him.
I was completely exhausted. And he hadn't even done anything but bite me.
"Ah, shit. I'm sorry. Sometimes I hardly can control myself." He apologized with a small frown.
"But at least now everyone knows you have an Alpha." He continued with a mischievous smile and licked a bit of my blood from his lips. Then he let go of me and we both stood up.
"How bad do I look?" I asked a little bit frightened while i brushed the non-existent dust from my clothes.
"What do you mean? You look hot." He said with a confident smile on his lips.
I would have loved to smack him in the face for that unnecessary comment.
"And how am I supposed to get out of here unseen? When they see me like this and, above all, smell me, they know immediately that I have something going on with my boss … Oh god... I have something going on with my boss! I am so unprofessional." I whined, which made Mr. Jones laugh even more. He seemed to be strangely amused by me.
"Don't worry, little mouse. I just sent all the workers home early. I'm a good boss after all. They really adore me for that."
"Wha - When did you do that?!"
"I texted Mr. Daulton right after he left the room. After all, I wanted to win you over - which of course I managed to do. I always get what I want, Darling." He said in a smug tone that made me even angrier.
"Ah by the way: One of my cars with a chauffeur is already waiting downstairs to drive you home. Unless you'd rather stay here with me a little longer." He continued with a smirk.
"I'd rather not. I also have my own car. So you can keep your lackey for yourself." I mocked.
As i left the room i could only hear him laugh harshly again.
What had I gotten myself into?
AUTORENGEDANKEN 
Maryne
Maryne Well that escalated quickly XD
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