Suguru is the bane of his existence.

The omega smells so sweet, so pure - untouched. It drives the alpha insane. Especially when he comes home from work and sees Suguru taking such good care of Megumi.

"Fuck," Satoru groans as he fumbles with the keys to his penthouse. Opening the front door he immediately sees Suguru cleaning up. It's late so Megumi is in bed. He quietly hangs up his keys and suit jacket.