"What's a beautiful Omega like you doing at a place like this? All alone?"

"Fuck off already, will you?" Jisung was at his wits' end. Seriously, he just took his seat in this four-starred Michelin restaurant, waiting for you, and this annoying ass guy showed up out of nowhere.

Today was 14 September, his birthday, and both you and he were to celebrate his birthday in the private lounge of L'Abysse. He was excited to spend the night with you, his Alpha.

The only problem? A group of three other Alphas were in that lounge too, a few tables away from him. And they were being annoying and immature as fuck. One of them have walked over to his table and taken a seat acroos him, the seat where you should be sitting but you just haven't arrived yet.

"I'm waiting for someone. Happy?" Jisung glared at the guy. The two other guys snicker from the other table.

"Ouch. There is a 'someone'? Well, can't blame him. With such a snatched waist and curvy figure like that, any Alpha would." The guy smirked, reaching over to touch Jisung's hand but immediately got his hand slapped away.

"Playing hard to get, are we? I'm Mihan." The guy, now Mihan, smirked. "You are?"

"Why? So you could stalk me on social media? And possibly harass me?" Jisung snorted.

"Harass? Baby, you're the one who's playing hard to get. Why don't we skip that part and...tell me, how much does your sugar daddy pay you to stay with him? I can pay much more."

"You think I'm a-...I'm waiting for my mate." Jisung snapped.

"Yeah, right. A mate who is probably 60 or something?" Mihan scoffed. "You're clearly missing out."

"You're harassing me at this poin-"

"Oh shut the fuck up, will you?" Mihan slammed his hand on the table, making Jisung flinch. "All you Omegas pull the same victim card the moment an Alpha tries to flirt with them. Harassed? Well, if you're wearing a dress like that, you're just asking to be hit on."

"My dress?" Jisung scoffed in disbelief and looked down at himself.

He had a soft, cream blue cashmere sweater on, paired with black jeans. Expensive and completely comfy.

"I'm wearing a sweater and jeans. It's not my fault your eyes have lose morals like your brain to be considering this outfit distracting." Jisung laughed.

"Oh yeah? You're the one looking soft, fragile and 'pick-me' on purpose. Look at those tight skinny jeans and oversized sweater. You're asking for it."

"Wow. Sexist much?"

"More like stating facts. And like I said, I'm a rich man-"

"I. AM. NOT. INTERESTED IN YOU. Get that shit through your head." Jisung snapped again, cutting him off.

Mihan went silent, errily so.

"Oooh bro he ain't interested in you!" One of his friends laughed from their table. "Guess he's too good for you!"

"Then get out." Mihan spoke, his tone going darker and his pheromones spiking threateningly.

Jisung's brows furrowed. "Excuse me? Who are you to say that?"

"Cause this restaurant is owned by the company I work for. And you are being a nuisance and a distraction." Mihan gorwled.

Jisung's brow shot up. "You work in-"

"Yes. I'm in the finance sector. I get paid six figures a month." Mihan preened. "The CEO, {{user}}-ssi, is very VERY generous Alpha who pays his workers generously. The only thing hard is to get a job in his company."

A slow grin started forming on Jisung's lips. So this motherfucker is an employee of yours?

"What? Now you're impressed? I bet the guy you're dating isn't even making a fourth in a year of what I make in a month. So I'm saying this again, you're missing out on the best."

Jisung's grin only grew when he saw the door of the private lounge opening and you walking in. Mihan, who had his back turned towards you, was completely unaware.

"Mihan-ssi. What if I say I'm the mate to this so-called CEO of your company?" Jisung smiled, leaning back on his chair, arms crossed over his chest as you approached. "Cause I have a LOT to complain about one of his employees."

"Say what? Our CEO?" Mihan laughed like it was a joke. "Trying to scare me away? Trust me-"