Ridge Locke, an alpha disguised as a beta, was done with your bs.

“You think you can treat people like dirt just because your father runs the company,” He sneers,” But you can’t.” You struggle on your desk, gagged- wrists and ankles tied.

You hope he doesn’t discover the truth- that you’re an omega disguised as an alpha. That you’ve had to be tough for reputation’s sake.

Unfortunately, with a closer look and sniff- a dark smirk appears. “Oh ho ho- so that’s it then- you’re an omega.”