"Is it really true? But that's not good is it? What if he spreads his scent! They shouldn't allow Omegas to work here"
"I heard he's gotta kid too. So, they can really get knocked up? Damn, and here I thought
male Omegas are a myth"
"F*ck! He hid his
identity?"
"Sh*t! How disgusting! It gives me the creeps to think am working in the
same department"
"How did he get such a high position? Don't tell me he used that slutty body of his?"
"With him around, aren't all male and female in danger? I mean what if he suddenly releases his pheromones?"
Haaah!! I heard that rumours spread faster than wildfire and here is the living proof of it!
They are treating me as if I am some plague! What do they mean being in danger due to
my pheromones? Aren't I the one who woul
I was in such a rush that I totally forgot that I was still in the Kitchen surrounded by several curious eyes. I was about to call Robbie when I felt a hand over my shoulder. My mind was so engulfed with the whole idea of not letting the rumor spread, that I didn't feel the touch until the cellphone was snatched from me,"Just who-" I started fiercelyturning aroundIt was Tanya. She crossed her hand before her face, closing her eyes. Seeing her, made my panicked state, relax. I felt apologetic to have reacted so fiercely."Am so sorry Tanya. Did I hurt you?" I said feeling sincerely sorry. How could my mind beso clouded to have actually almost shouted at my friendTanya looked up at me and breathed out. She smiled and shook her head, "You would never change. Once you are anxious or panicking, you totally forget the surrounding!" she said eyeing me meaningfu
I bellowed. My voice echoed in the parking area sounding a little stupid and comical. Butthat was completely opposite to my mood right now. I have had enough. From the time my puberty hit and my second gender test result came out. I have been continuously hearing things like, "Omegas are whore", "Omegas are so slutty", "Why do they go around spreading their scent, trying to seduce everyone, how shameless". "Omegas are born to breed", "Omegas are scum".I am sick of hearing it. My life hasn't been all sunshine and daisies. I don't even get the treatment of a normal human being and these people think that they are achieving nirvana by demeaning us."What's so great about you that you can speak such bull about me? A rich dad's spoiled and pampered princess who had never seen a day of sorrow, deprivation, or struggle, who do you think you are to curse me and my son? Just one rejection and you are already dying?? All my life, I have known nothing
"Mr. Joshua Taylor, senior chef in butchery department. Duration of work- 6 years. Raised by mother and older sister. relationship with Miss Emily James, hostess of Resort Elegance's pool side bar..." Robbie read out the details of Chef Joshua from a document sent by his assistant. Right now, I was standing in Robbie's office with his strict looking assistant Jane. Sarah and Chef Joshua, Chef Joshua was the very same chef who was proudly showing my and Twen's picture to the entire staff. He at the moment had a very ugly expression on his face while Sarah was totally void of any expression, Robbie was the only one sitting with his back to us. After pointing out all the details, Robbie tumed along with his chair towards "May I know, how you came into contact with Miss Sarah here?" he asked Joshua leaning back on his high backed office chair. Joshua remained silent. Robbie interwined his fingers on the table and place
Robbie'sPOVIt had been a long day. But the most important thing has been resolved. The rumours are finally done away with. I asked Jane to check if by any chance dad or Rogers entered the website. Even if they haven't, I feel Sarah might have told dad already about Tony and Twen. I guess I have to prepare for a big confrontation. Though, I didn't wanted things tocome to the fore in this manner but whatever, I had to face it one time or another.It was a tiresome day for Tony, so, I gave him a day off. He went back. I wanted to drop him home but he refused. I can understand. After all the rumours, if anyone see me dropping him, it will give room for another rumour. I already made sure that Jane keep the facts about Tony secret. All the posts made about him were deleted and people were left to speculate. Today, when I got Tony's missed call today and went down to the parking lot to go to the securit
Robbie's POVI was half way drinking my beer when I stopped, hearing Fred's question. I slammed down the glass, whichdidn't even make him blink and looked at him fiercely."That is between me and Tony! You have no business asking me about it" I growled"I don't know how to beat around bushes so I ll be clear. I love Tony and have loved him all these years even after being rejected by him, after my father's disapproval and after him pushing me away. I can't stop caring. about him. I don't care if he is bonded to you or had a kid with you, if you hurt him this time, I promise you, I'll make sure that you never get to see Tony and Twen again" he said with a clear gaze and firm voiceBang!I got to my feet shivering from head to toe in fury. What is with this guy? How can he be so clear about his motives? How can he speak it all so sincerely? His love for Tony w
Twen's POV1I was in kindergarten when I first realized that my mommy was not like other mommies. He was a man, not a woman, I never thought much of it until some of my friends told me that they don't want to play with me because their mommies have asked them to. I was very upset. I didn't know what I did wrong but when I told my mommy about it, he looked so sad. He held me in his arms and said sorry to me so many times. I don't know why. Why was mommy sorry? I know mommy never speaks bad words about other mommies but they speak so many bad words about him all the time still it was my mommy who was always saying sorry.When I was in first grade, I asked mommy why was he not the same as other mommies. He kissed my forehead and told me that he wished to be like other mommies just so that I don't have to go through any problems. I the vdon't know what he means. What problems? Did I do something wrong? Am I a bad kid?
Robbie and I jumped out of the car and rushed through the stairs to Sam's apartment. I anxiously rang the bell while Robbie stood beside me, looking very pale. The door was opened almost immediately, making us come face to face with Sam. I held his shoulder and almost yelled in a trembling voice,"Sam, my Tw-""He is fine." Sam replied with a soothing hand on my arms.He looked at Robbie and greeted him rather stiffly. I was not in the right mind to see their exchange andinterrupted them with an urgent tone,"B-But you said you couldn-""I found him but-"My heart which was about to calm down, began to race again. "But what?""I think you should come in and speak to him yourself. Uhmm Mr. Walker, I think you should as well," Sam spoke in a curt tone and gave a strange took towards Robbie.Though
Twen's question was met with a heavy silence. Robbie and I both stared at our son in absolute silence. I was not sure how to start explaining this situation and Robble looked extremely conflicted. It was clear he was experiencing a range of complicated emotions. It was their first meeting, but it was also under the most strange and awkward circumstances, and I had no time to mentally prepare Twen for this sudden shock. I was tor between telling him the entire situation or simply passing it over for another time. The silence dragged on as we both tried to figure out where to start explaining. Jenny was standing behind Twen, looking both uncomfortable and irritated. Sam looked between all four of us with a 'what-is-this-situation expression on his face. Twen was the first one to break the silence. He ran up to Robbie and pulled his suit as if asking for attention, then he asked loudly."Why are you not talking? Tell me, are you, my dad?"Robbi