All Chapters of You’re Courting Me?! : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

As I serve Bastard and Succubus coffee, I keep my head low and avert my eyes. I must have lost my mind earlier, not only did I maintain eye contact with Aronohai Misa, I acted disrespectfully to Miyamura. Yes, I was taken aback when I met Misa, and they both did and said some irritating things but I must not forget that we are not equals. We are the farthest thing from equals. It’s a good thing they joke around a lot, I honestly have gotten away with more mistakes here than I have anywhere else. I’d better stop pushing my luck. As I set the tray down, Miyamura reaches over to pick a mug and I very calmly take a step back, I do not flinch backwards, I just give him a lot of space. I can feel him pause, it feels like everything pauses, I can feel Misa’s eyes on me like a physical thing. He scans me from head to toe, then utters only one word. “Leave”. I don’t need to be told twice. ____ Something just exploded in Bastard’s office. Something just exploded. I t

“It won’t bite Sorahiko”.“Yes sir” He replies, but he doesn’t move a muscle. I sigh. This is annoying. I’m not really up for Sorahiko’s peculiarities today. “It’s a private jet Sorahiko, it’s safe!…” He turns to stare at me like I’ve lost my mind. It’s a funny look. Or rather, it would be a funny look if I wasn’t having the biggest migraine and the sun wasn't trying to roast me. “It’s maintained bi-weekly, and it’s been specially tuned for today, so get on!”. Get on the damn thing so I can leave this heat.No movement from the omega. He’s not even acknowledging me. This is quite irritating. What does he have to fear from this aircraft?. I want to place my hands around his throat. Maybe Misa was right, I do have a short fuse.Sorahiko turns to me, whilst blinking slowly, like a cat. He’s about to say something stupid isn’t he?. I find that I have developed some kind of sixth sense when it comes to Sorahiko, he’s like a cat with the quills of a porcupine instead of fur. His initial

As expected, Bastard’s family home is huge. We drove, and kept on driving till we got to a checkpoint in a lush field. They had guns.Then we kept driving till we got to another checkpoint. More guns!. At the third checkpoint I had completely convinced myself that the Aronohai’s were bigger than the president. Because why the fuck do they have protection like they hold state secrets?. We finally got to the house. House is a big understatement, it’s a queen-sized traditional Japanese home. We had to meet the fourth and last checkpoint at the gate before we were let in, then Bastard drove down this groove to get to the mansion.Once again, this place is huge.Now, I’m watching as Bastard is speaking to a middle-aged beta female, she’s smiling at him and he’s smiling back at her. All soft and shit. It’s a sight that can be described as sweet but I can’t even aknowledge it.I keep glancing around, at the well-kept garden surrounding the house, at the freaking large mansion, at the fou

The car ride is incredibly silent. Bastard didn’t look at me, didn’t speak to me, he basically ignored me. It’s kind of frustrating. I mean I know I made a mistake, but as an omega, I can’t afford to be anything but cautious. Well of course he wouldn’t understand, he’s not an omega. He just handed me the files and got into the car. At least he waited for me to get in before he drove off, I don’t know what I would have done if he just left me there. How would I even pass the checkpoints?. It’s a far cry from yesterday’s car ride where he put in all his effort into trying to trick me that the Eiffel Tower was in the middle of Kyoto, like I’m an idiot that doesn’t know it is in Paris. I almost fell for it. And he bought a lot of snacks too, he gave me only one bag of chips. It was fine, I could tell he’s a junk addict. He should be huge with all that shit he ate yesterday. The air in the car is so oppressive, I can’t tell if it’s his pheromones or if it’s just the mood. If he d

“You are fidgeting Sorahiko”. Miyamura snaps, sitting across from me in Takahashi’s office. We’re the only ones here, Takahashi stepped out to do something, and Saeko is nowhere to be seen. “I’m sorry Sir”. We haven’t been speaking much, or rather, we haven’t been speaking at all. Everything feels stale. Like I’ve been chewing on bread, and mid-bite, I just discovered it has mold. He kindly drops me off at home and leaves, and I don’t see him until the next morning. If Mrs Shimizu had noticed something off and had complaints, she doesn’t say anything. It doesn’t matter anyway. He’s my employer and I am his employee. Reluctant employee really. “Don’t apologize…”, I turn to face him, this new trend of Bas..Miyamura’s refusal of my apologies is weird. “What I’m asking is…what has you fidgeting Sorahiko?”. He turns to face me fully, gaze intense. It’s been almost two days since I’ve looked him in the face like this. Wow. He’s really looking at me. My throat’s going dry, I really wa