LOGIN/THEO/
The guy chuckled, stepping closer. "Don't sweat it, newbie. Everyone does that at least once. I’m Jace, by the way. The weird looking girl is Maya." “Huh? Did you just call me weird looking?” She glared at him. Jace seemed pleased to have gotten on her nerves. I didn't want to get involved in their bickering. I mean, I had something more important to deal with right now. "I'm Theo," I said, my heart still hammering. "Can it be fixed? Ms. Lesley needs these logs in twenty minutes." "Step aside, Theo," Maya said, pulling up a chair next to mine and tapping rapidly on her tablet. "Jace, grab the backup files from the trash bin and restore them before Ms. Lesley checks the main network. We’ve got this.” I watched in absolute awe as the two of them worked. Jace walked me through the software interface, explaining the shortcuts in simple terms that actually made sense, while Maya rerouted the data back to where it belonged. Within ten minutes, the red error message vanished, and the logs were perfectly organized. "There," Maya said, dusting off her hands as she stood up. "Crisis averted. You’re officially initiated into the office nightmare." "Thank you so much," I breathed, feeling a heavy weight lift off my chest. "Seriously, I thought I was done for." "We Betas have to stick together in this place," Jace said with a easy-going grin. "The management here can be pretty intense.” “Idiot,” Maya smacked him at the back. “Aren't majority of us Betas in the first place?” These two seemed to enjoy bickering more than anything else. “Actually…” I interrupted their squabble. “I'm an Omega, not a Beta,” I corrected. “Really? You don't seem like one though,” Jace came closer, sniffing me which made me flinch. “Haven't you heard of personal space or are you just a tactless idiot?” She pulled him away from me which I was grateful for. “Sorry, this idiot just says the first thing on his mind.” “It's fine. I'm a Recessive Omega actually, that's why you must have confused me for a Beta,” I scratched the corner of my lips. “There's no need to feel weird about it,” Maya said, completely unfazed by my revelation. I had never once been embarrassed or ashamed of being a recessive but that doesn't mean, recessives are received eagerly in social situations. After all, we're like defects. “You guys don't come by often, do ya? I heard there's only a small percentage of recessive Omegas,” he rubbed his chin as he took a good look at me. “You're creeping the newbie out, idiot,” she hit him with her fist curled up at the back of his head. “Once again, I apologize for his behavior. He can be creepy at times, but he doesn't have bad intentions.” “Thank you,” I laughed, feeling completely relieved now that I wasn't in trouble. “Come on, it’s past our lunch break. Let’s grab some food from the cafeteria," Maya reached out a hand to me which I took. “It's his treat,” she pointed at Jace. “Eh? Why me, though?” He looked ready to cuss her out. “As an apology to Theo for being all mouthy and nosy,” she shrugged and Jace found himself unable to go against it. Sitting with Maya and Jace in the cafeteria, eating basic turkey sandwiches, was the best part of my day. Maya filled me in on all the office politics—who to avoid, which printer always jammed, and how Ms. Lesley was actually nice once you got used to her sharp tone. For the first time all day, I felt like I could actually do this. By the time I finally unlocked the apartment door that evening, it was past 8:00 PM. My feet ached, my shoulders were tense, and my brain felt completely fried from the sheer volume of new information I’d absorbed. The apartment was dark and quiet, and Lorcan’s door was shut as usual. I kicked off my shoes, practically groaning in relief as my feet hit the cool wood floor. I dragged myself to the kitchen, poured a glass of water, and leaned against the counter. I was so exhausted I could barely think about making dinner, let alone cleaning up the few dishes I’d left in the sink from breakfast. “Oh, did he do the dishes?” I blinked rapidly in disbelief as I stared at the clean sink and dishes. I tried to wrap my head around why he'd help me out as he didn't seem like the type to go out his way to help out. There was only one conclusion, “had he come down with a cold?”/THEO/“And that's what happened,” I finished recounting everything that happened yesterday to Joni, Skye and Cosette. I slurped loudly from my drink as the awkwardness started getting to me. I'd called this emergency meeting at a cafe because I needed help.“Well, this is awkward,” Joni rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly.“Maybe I'm the one reading meanings to things but it kinda sounds like you have feelings for this roommate of yours,” Skye picked up his drink.“I was just about to say so myself because it's completely weird to argue with your roommate because you went on a date,” Cosette casually added.“You two should cut it out. You know how Theo’s always clueless,” Joni stepped in for me. “Erm… guys,” I cleared my throat, contemplating how I was going to put this now.“Wait, you don't actually have feelings for him right?” Skye looked rather concerned now. It was clear that he had only planned to tease me at the beginning but surprise, surprise?My cheeks burned instantly.
/THEO/"I... I just realized how late it is," I stammered. My eyes then landed on something even worse, message notifications.My heart sank into my shoes. The lock screen was flooded with notification alerts. Lorcan had sent me numerous texts over the last two hours, asking where I was and when I was coming back. A sudden wave of irrational fear hit me, and I couldn't even bring myself to open the messages."Let me drive you home right away," Diego offered gently, placing a reassuring hand near my shoulder without crowding me. "Don't stress, okay? We'll get you back in no time."The drive to the apartment building was silent and I felt a bit guilty for ruining the mood.As his car pulled into my apartment building's underground parking lot, I was low-key panicking, clutching my phone tightly in my lap. We got out of the car and he helped me grab my things.“Hey, did you not like our date today?” He rubbed the back of his neck.“What? Why would you think that?” I stared at him confuse
/THEO/On Saturday afternoon, I stood in front of my bedroom mirror, looking at myself for the hundredth time to make sure I looked perfect. I couldn't quite remember the last time I went on a date and I didn't want to recollect when I did go on a date with that scumbag called Andrew.“Thinking of me will only serve as bad omen,” I took deep breaths to ground myself.Once I was done, I stepped out into the hallway, awkwardly. I was somewhat praying that Lorcan was in his room but as my rotten luck will have it, he was sitting in the living room. The moment he heard my footsteps, his eyes drifted up from the screen, scanning my outfit in a way that made my skin prickle."Going somewhere?" he asked, his voice calm.It was a reasonable question. I rarely left the flat during the weekend, especially on Saturdays, so stepping out at 3:00PM wasn't exactly something I'd done since we started living together.My chest tightened, and I caught myself looking at the painting behind him rather th
/THEO/Sitting at the back of the car with Fenton driving was awkward. Last time he said he was Lorcan's assistant but what work assistant ran personal errands for their boss? Was this legal? And was Lorcan oppressing him with his position? Those thoughts kept swarming through my head every time I glanced at him.“If there's something you'd like to ask me, go ahead,” Fenton looked at me through the rearview mirror. I must have been staring quite a bit for him to have noticed.“It's not like you'll tell me anyway,” I mumbled. He was extremely professional that it got on my nerves. Even if I wanted to know anything about Lorcan, he wouldn't tell. “It's fine.”Fenton didn't push, shifting his focus back to the road. When we got back to the flat, Lorcan was waiting in the living room, working on his laptop at the glass table. Fenton walked in first, holding the sealed envelope containing my medical report."Here are the test results, Mr. Lorcan," Fenton said, placing the document direct
/THEO/The happiness and relief I had seeing him had quietly settled down now as we drove back to the flat in awkward silence. Maybe I was just the one who was awkward, rightfully so especially seeing as he hadn't brought up the horrors he'd seen that day. I'd forgotten how embarrassed that situation made me until he was right in front of me again.I stole a glance at Lorcan who had his eyes fixed on the road. Just as I was wondering if I was the only one overthinking things, I couldn't help but notice just how good looking he was, my eyes gradually dropping lower, wondering how his body looked underneath his clothes.“Are you a pervert, Theo? Quit staring,” I yelled at myself in my head. One minute, I was embarrassed and awkward, the next minute I was admiring his looks.“Are you still feeling under the weather?” Lorcan spared me a glance as we approached a traffic light. “My heat ended days ago. Of course, I'm fine,” I held the seat belt tighter, laughing it off awkwardly.“If you
/THEO/How many days has it been since I last saw Lorcan? My heat finished a few days back and he was till nowhere to be found.I stared at my computer, my mind all over the place. My phone was sitting right beside my keyboard, face up. Every few minutes, my eyes would dart toward the screen, hoping to see a notification—a text, a missed call, anything from Lorcan.Nothing.I tapped my fingers against the desk, opening our chat history. Our chat was clearly scanty, since we hardly talked over the phone. Lorcan never liked that so we stuck to contacting each other only when necessary.My thumb hovered over the keyboard. I wanted to text him, to ask if he was doing alright or when he would be back, but I held myself back. What if he was still furious? What if my message just pushed him to block my number entirely?I let out a long sigh and leaned back in my chair."Alright, spit it out," Maya's voice cut through my thoughts. She slid her rolling chair over from her desk, leaning her elb
/THEO/The official offer email from PixelPulse Studio arrived at exactly 4:15 PM, and I swear my heart stopped for a full ten seconds. I stared at my phone screen, reading the words ‘Administrative Assistant Role’ over and over until they blurred together.I got it. I actually got it.The relief t
/THEO/It was the morning of the interview and I had barely been able to sleep at night because of how nervous I was. PixelPulse Studio was one of the biggest names in the industry, and getting an interview there felt like a miracle. I spent twenty minutes just trying to get my tie straight, which
/THEO/Living with Lorcan was harder than I assumed. Maybe I'd been a bit too confident.I had been in the apartment for three days, and I had already broken Rule #1 at least fifteen times. It wasn’t on purpose though. I was just used to a house where silence meant someone was angry or sick. So, ev
/THEO/He just stared at me with those deep blue eyes, his expression so flat it was almost impressive. Up close, he was even more intimidating—wide shoulders, a sharp jawline, and a general vibe that would make anyone be afraid to approach him.I was different of course, not that I wasn't afraid t







