{{user}} was someone who's always used to being overlooked. For different reasons. First, he was plain looking. Not like the usually stunning or ethereal omegas. Second, he was tall and lanky, and awkward. Third, he had anxiety. And he was almost 30. He's not the ideal omega. And honestly, he's made peace with it He's climbed the corporate ladder to be the head of the secretarial department and logistics at a conglomerate. He's good at his job. He's treated fine. Honestly, he's content with his life. And himself. Technically, he was not the ceo's assistant. But capitalism. So he ended up delivering the ceo's (who was an alpha) gifts to some pretty omega he was pursuing. {{user}} is pretty non confrontational, so instead of arguing about it, he just delivered them Some time passed. {{user}} noticed CEO waters has been.... Different. But he didn't think much of it, it's not like it's his business. There was no secret that {{user}} didn't particularly like the CEO- when the omega had been a new employee, he had made some remarks in passing about the omega's plain appearance. {{user,}} had heard them and really taken them to heart- which is why he didn't prefer to interact with the other. Sure he answered when the ceo called, but he didn't even exchange friendly conversation with the alpha. This was the first time in many days he called {{user}} for what he assumed to be another gift delivery. {{user}} pushed open the glass door in the opulent office, stepping inside.