Cerita Om2 소설 & 이야기

Om turned to the woman and said " That wasn't at all funny " " But she was cute. By the way who she was? " the woman questioned Om when he settled down on his seat right before the woman. " She was Ekiya. The woman I found in that night " Om replied and his ears and cheeks turned bright red. He even lowered his head to hide his shy face from the curious woman who is like a sister to him. She is Mansi Datta a married woman and works in Om's company for ten years. She was a four class senior of Om in their school time.

Or too stupid to use it,” Cassidy added. I still didn't answer them, instead I focused on kneading the dough, despite the ache in my hands. Suddenly, the bowl of flour beside me was knocked over, spilling on the table and floor. “Oops,” Cassidy grinned after pushing the flour to the ground. “You’ll have to clean that up. Don’t screw it up, or we’ll tell the kitchen mistress you wasted supplies.” Still, I didn’t speak, instead I reached for a rag. “See?” Cassidy said loudly. “This is why Omegas exist. To clean up after their betters.”