Exposed at meeting:I'm living with my Boss

During a virtual staff meeting, I was put on the spot by my boss for a public dressing down. An allegation of poor work ethic was lobbed my way, and I was cornered to defend myself on the spot. There I was, my face splashed across the conference call's main screen for all to see, a public flogging in the digital age. Amidst the chaos, our company's youngest CEO suddenly popped into my frame: "What's this about? Let's hear it." In that moment, the whole company went into a frenzy..." ****** 01 “Dear residents, please be advised that there has been an incident of pheromone riot in the community. Please find a sealed place to take refuge immediately, repeating…” I stood at my boss's door, gritted my teeth, and rang the doorbell. The door opened, and there he was, my handsome boss in a bathrobe, looking a bit impatient. “What's wrong now?” I had just come to deliver documents, interrupting his bath. Now, I was interrupting his bath time for the second time. I sneaked a glance at the Alpha boss’s chest muscles that were unintentionally exposed and explained, “Well, the property management said that a dangerous person broke into the community. In order to prevent the incident from escalating and causing serious social incidents... Garunsh House is not letting anyone in or out now.” The boss’s face was always calm. “So?” I raised my face and smiled. “So, boss, can I… stay at your house for a few days?” The dangerous person was an Alpha who was in a state of intense and unstable pheromones. He was originally detained in the hospital for care, but no one expected him to escape. The Garunsh House area was a villa area where wealthy people gathered, with tight security. Eighty percent of the residents were Alphas, and even if they were not, they all had a set of self-protection abilities. The police team responsible for hunting down the dangerous person immediately contacted Garunsh House Property Management, and no one could go out now. Because if the Alpha's pheromones get out of control and cannot be stopped, it would be ten thousand times better for this to happen in Garunsh House than in a densely populated daily area. But it was hard for me, an ordinary Beta. I was neither a resident here nor had any self-protection ability. How could I wander around Garunsh House safely? Although the boss was also in a susceptible period, he was definitely much safer than that dangerous person! “No.” Charles Taylor glanced at me coldly and was about to close the door without saying a word. I grabbed the doorknob tightly and said desperately, “You can’t do this! It’s so dangerous outside, and I can’t get out now. What should I do if I encounter a bad person? I have devoted myself to you and the company. You can’t leave me alone...” Through the c***k of the door that I managed to maintain, I clearly saw Charles’s handsome, dark face. Probably unable to bear my embarrassing behavior of rolling around in front of the door, he finally let me in. “You can stay.” Charles had a stinky face, he seemed to dislike me very much, and his eyes revealed that strangers should not approach. He kept a close distance, quickly drew a 38th parallel, and warned me coldly. “You can’t disturb me these days, otherwise…” Before he finished speaking, I nodded hastily, expressing my understanding. The boss went home to work during the susceptible period because he wanted to be clean. Now that there was one more person, it was normal to divide the territory. Charles’s face looked a little better. After explaining the precautions, he ignored me and turned to leave. And I was left alone in the living room, looking around the boss's house. A short fence makes good neighbors. Since I’m staying here, I still have to show my worth, so as not to make the boss unhappy and drive me out again. In addition to the 38th parallel that the two cannot cross, there are also public areas. For example, the dining room, for example, the kitchen. I stepped into the kitchen. Having graduated not long ago, I usually ate in the company cafeteria, so I hadn’t really tried cooking for myself before. But I was very confident. Cooking was nothing more than chopping up the vegetables and throwing them into the pot, putting some of this, and then putting some of that. It was not difficult at all. I watched cooking videos online for two hours, took out a dozen ingredients from the refrigerator, and prepared to show off my skills. Taking a knife from the knife holder, I pressed the crab on the chopping board and slashed it down. I didn't cut it. Then things got out of hand. The crab ran away, knocked over the seasoning bottle I just took out, spilled it all over the floor, and then ran outside the kitchen. I panicked and held the crab, not paying attention to the knife falling from the counter. A big hand suddenly grabbed my waist and pulled me up. It was the boss. In an emergency, the boss seemed to subconsciously stretch out a hand to grab my waist and pull it with considerable force. I bumped my head into him. “Clang!” The knife fell and hit the crab. If it wasn’t for the boss, the knife would have pierced my hand. I looked at Charles’s broad shoulders and met his eyes in a daze. I didn’t know if it was an illusion, but I vaguely smelled a cold cedar fragrance. A few seconds later, the warm human temperature on my waist became scorching hot, my eyes blinked quickly in panic, Charles let go of his hand silently, and took a step back, his face expressionless. I thought to myself, ‘I'm done.’ The boss could be pretty harsh, especially during the susceptible period. If he smelled a smell he didn't like during the susceptible period, he would be even more ferocious. Previously, an Omega secretary was fired just because she went in to pour him a cup of coffee and exuded the smell of chocolate that didn’t match the coffee. After that incident, the entire secretariat kept a respectful distance from the boss, for fear of being fired if they were not careful. No one was willing to come to deliver the documents this time, everyone pushed and pushed, and finally pushed it to me. I didn’t have pheromones, and no matter what, there would be no smell that disgusted Charles. But now I messed up the boss's house. ‘I will definitely be fired!’ I wondered. Just when I was feeling uneasy, Charles finally spoke. “Are you hurt?” I shook my head, a little depressed. Charles sighed. “Forget it. Don’t do it again.” I looked up in surprise. ‘Just…don’t do it again?’ He was more tolerant than I had expected—not as unkind as my colleagues made him out to be! I was moved and guilty. “I’m sorry, boss. I’m just not very skilled yet. Let me try a few more times!” He ignored me, kicked me out of the kitchen with a dark face, and decided to cook by himself. The way he straightened his cuffs was full of abstinence, and I couldn’t help but take a few more glances. Charles was wearing a black metal bracelet on his wrist, which looked very conspicuous on his fair and powerful hand. The bracelet was probably used to monitor pheromone levels in real-time, and many Alphas or Omegas would wear it. I suddenly remembered that I was also in a susceptible period. Other Alphas couldn’t even be imprisoned in the hospital, and they were running around irrationally, leaving only biological instincts. And Charles looked extraordinarily calm, so calm that he didn’t look like an Alpha in a susceptible period. I was amazed. He was indeed the boss. His self-control was beyond my reach. The boss’s cooking skills were very good. I couldn’t help but eat an extra bowl of rice, and gave him a thumbs up while eating, praising him for being amazing. Charles’s face looked better, but his tone was undeniably disgusting. “Take your time. No one is going to steal it from you.” Now it was all right. I not only borrowed a place to live but also got a free meal. The key point was that the food cooked by Charles was really delicious, so I kept praising him in different ways. The boss didn’t show it on his face, but according to my observation, I could tell that he enjoyed it very much, so I praised him even more vigorously. Charles sat gracefully across the dining table - the farthest place from me, eating quietly, probably because he thought I was too noisy, his eyes moved from the food to me. I didn’t notice the doubt in his eyes and continued talking to myself for a while before I realized that Charles’s expression had become a little strange and dry at some point, so I straightened up and asked with concern. “Boss, are you feeling unwell?” Charles nodded, looking at me with some doubts. I didn’t notice the doubt in his eyes and pondered. It was said that Alphas usually had an Omega partner to accompany and comfort them during their susceptible period. And the boss was indeed in a susceptible period, but his female partner was not around. I understand. “Boss, do you need me to call your female partner?” The boss's female partner shouldn't be too far away from him. Maybe she's at Garunsh House now. With superb professional quality, I asked sincerely. Charles paused, his face darkened. “Get out.” Before I could react, the boss kicked me out. I was confused, carrying a rag. I was only five percent full, and I hadn’t finished my meal yet. ‘Can't we wait until after dinner if there is a problem!’ I wondered. I wandered around the entrance of the restaurant, hesitating whether to go in cheekily and bring out the unfinished meal, when I saw Charles walking out of it with a sullen face. The first thing I felt was Charles’s unstable pheromones. He glanced at me, the end of his eyes seemed to be tinged with a small piece of red, and then he strode back to his bedroom, “Bang” with a heavy sound. The door was slammed shut unkindly, carrying the boss's resentment. When the boss gets angry, the subordinates just have to bear with it. I was so scared that I stood there, looked at my nose and my heart, and punished myself for a while, but I didn’t hear a word of “greeting” from the boss. The air pressure was very low, and the only sound in the house was the ticking of the second hand. I quietly moved closer and opened the bedroom door to take a look. In the dim light, Charles closed his eyes and frowned, leaning his head back on the edge of the bed, his shirt was taken off and draped aside, his strong and beautiful muscles rose and fell with his chest, and beads of reflective water slid across a graceful arc. I looked away and noticed an open injectable inhibitor next to the Alpha. ‘The Inhibitor?’ It was only then that I realized that the boss had no female partner. I didn’t have time to think about how he didn’t even have a female partner in his condition, I just felt terrible. ‘He doesn't have a female partner, but I just asked him if he wanted to call someone!’ I wondered. ‘Holy s**t! Charles's face was so dark. Could it be that he thought I was mocking him? Oh my god, how dare I.’ Charles was rich, handsome, and tall, so he didn't look like he didn't have a female partner. I just preconceived that... Anyway, my words hurt the boss, I paced up and down in front of his bedroom door, thinking about how to save the situation. Finally, I decided to seek help from search engines. “How to...” My typing fingers stopped, I thought about it and typed. "If you offend an Alpha in a susceptible period, how to make amends." The engine page jumped out of the guide to taking care of susceptible Alphas. Susceptible Alphas need to be comforted, otherwise they may lose their minds and cause bad social impacts. For example, now, I am trapped in the boss’s house because of an uncontrollable Alpha. So big data spared no effort to popularize knowledge in this area. I glanced at the first method. The nature of Alpha is to mark, to mark the Omega that is stained with its own scent. It was best to inject pheromones into the reproductive cavity for deep and permanent marking. This was the most effective way, and it was also the physiological instinct of Alpha, but Omega usually couldn't stand it. Even if the legally registered AO entered the susceptible period, it was relieved by temporary marking. Alphas or Omegas who suppressed their nature for a long time and didn't perform temporary marking would become abnormal. I silently scrolled down to the next one. First of all, I was a Beta, which was not true. Secondly, assuming I was an Omega, I wouldn't sacrifice my morals... I thought about the boss's chest muscles, if I were an Omega, it would be fine to sacrifice. “Method 2. Need Omega... Method 3. Omega...” I flipped through several pages, growing frustrated. The world was so not fair to Beta! During an Alpha’s susceptible period, it was all about the Omegas, while Betas were treated like an afterthought. However, in the end, I found a way to relieve it from the corner. The body temperature of Alpha after taking inhibitors is extremely high, and it needs to be cooled down to feel better. The original post here actually refers to the need for an Omega body, but I drew inferences from one instance, taught myself, and quickly thought of an alternative method. ‘Ice pack!’ I wondered. Moments later, I opened Charles's door with several ice packs. Charles leaned against the bed as if aware of the movement, his cold eyes swept over like a blade. I saw his displeased eyes as alert as a wild beast as if yelling at me to get out. “Boss, I’m just here to bring you some ice packs… I’ll leave right away!” I stubbornly put the ice pack in front of him, my other foot had already moved out the door, the moment I put the things down, I turned my head and walked towards the door, but my hand was held by a hot hand. I tugged, but I couldn’t shake it. Looking back, Charles had closed his eyes again. He seemed to be drawing the coolness from the skin of my wrist. I was a little speechless. In terms of cooling down, how could my skin compare to a sub-zero one, I pushed the ice pack towards Charles, "Boss, ice pack." Charles opened his eyes and looked at me like a fool, then let go of his hand. “Take it away.” He was disgusted with the ice pack I brought. I didn't know if it was Charles's illusion but in the room filled with his pheromones. There was a faint smell of other smells, the smell was light and sweet, which soothed his restlessness. Charles couldn't help but deepen his breathing, trying to capture more of this smell from the air. But it was no use. He set his sights on me again, and there was no doubt that the extra smell belonged to her. The smell outside just now was also hers. Charles seldom encountered such an appetizing pheromone smell, but the woman in front of him was clearly... She was just a beta. My heart broke a little, and I felt like at a loss, not to mention being disliked by the boss for preparing meals, but also inexplicably annoyed him. Now I wanted to make amends and prepare an ice pack for the boss, but the boss still didn’t need it and even disliked it. Maybe the boss didn't dislike the item at all but just hated me. I let out an "oh", picked up the ice pack, and walked out listlessly. “Wait.” Charles grabbed my hand suddenly again. His cold eyes were fixed on me, and his deep voice was very calm. “Do you… feel anything?” I was dumbfounded by his question and asked back subconsciously. “What, what do you feel?” The hand holding me tightened. The irritability and displeasure on Charles's face were almost undisguised. When his pheromone concentration was much higher than my scent, he was comforted by my slight scent, but because I was a beta, I couldn't smell his pheromone scent at all. Not even attracted to him, reacted. Under such a gap, the boss looked at me even more fiercely. I was puzzled. I handed him the ice pack again, thinking that Charles had changed his mind. "Want it?" Charles ignored it, rolled up the quilt, and closed his eyes. But the hand was still tightly clutching mine, refusing to let go. I tried to break free, but I couldn't. I had no choice but to sit by the bed, pouting and staring at him. No matter how shameless a person is, under this kind of "burning" gaze, he should wake up, but the boss didn't. He took my hand and fell asleep peacefully, without even considering where I would sleep tonight if he didn't let go. I tried to struggle again. But fortunately, the boss's face can be called a work of art. With exquisite facial features and beautiful radians, my vision was enjoyed, and gradually lost my anger. Under the dim light, his beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned upon. As a beta, I couldn't empathize with how uncomfortable the susceptible period was, but judging by his appearance, it was probably very uncomfortable. I sighed, put the ice pack on the head of the bed with the other hand, cooled it with ice cubes, and covered Charles's forehead. Charles's eyelashes trembled, and his eyebrows seemed to soften. He still didn't respond as if he had fallen asleep. It was just that when my hand recovered its temperature and was about to leave, my forehead rubbed against it lightly, like a tired little beast, acting like a baby unconsciously.