Chapter 1: Fated or is this an accident?

Are you fucking serious?! That shitty old man rejects my job application just because I'm an Omega?! When will this world stop looking down on Omegas?! He didn't even look at my resumé!

Y/N angrily stomped her way out of a building, a company out of the hundreds she has applied for. She was one of the very few Omegas, deemed as only tools for breeding and pleasure. Just because her parents had to leave her with such a debt, an Omega like her has to work to pay it off. It would definitely be easier if she attracts a rich Alpha that would pay it off for her but the Y/N in her wanted to prove to the world that Omegas aren't useless. The majority of the Alphas that tried to go after her were disgusting old men. Suppressants she uses are expensive, so the debt would take a while to be paid off. She just hopes that the loan sharks don't harm her—yes, loan sharks because her parents were easily fooled. Y/N gritted her teeth, determined to find a good-paying job that would accept her despite being an Omega.

"I-I'm sorry!"

A blonde Omega rushes out of his room, scared of his physical size. He sighs, lighting up a cigarette by his bedside. Kanbe Daisuke, the CEO of the Kanbe foundation, had everything from wealth to looks except one thing—a compatible Omega. Naturally, as a successful Alpha, Betas and Omegas flock around him. However, he has never been successful in finding a mate. It's either they were not his taste or they were scared of his 'family jewels'. Some called him the 'pitiful Alpha' because of how intimidating he was to possible mates, always being alone and never finding a mate. There was pressure from both his family and his inner Alpha self. He grabbed the suppressants by his bedside, popping them in his mouth and swallowing them. The blonde Omega who had a chance to be with him HAD to run away in fear, leaving him in a rut due to her Omega heat. Daisuke grabs his car keys, frustrated with how the world works. Who cares if he had all the money and looks people wanted when he couldn't get a decent Omega by his side? He started the engine of the red Ferrari that he usually drives on days he felt angry. The car ferociously sounded it's engine, rushing out of his enormous garage. His finger tapped onto the steering wheel, not caring about the honks from other cars that nearly crashed into his speeding car. Out of a blue, a tiny being walks in front of his path, making him panic and hit the breaks as fast as he could. Unfortunately, he hit the person, sending them flying across the road.

"H-help! Someone got hit!"

Daisuke comes out of his car and sees a fairly attractive woman on the ground with blood oozing out of her head. She was still breathing, luckily she did not lose her life.

Omega.

He lifts his phone up, calling HEUSC, immediately demanding his emergency service, commanding a helicopter to bring the woman he hit to his private hospital slot. Almost in an instant, a helicopter came and medics came to lift the woman. Days went by and he sat by her side, observing her beautiful features that he was falling for.

Could she be the Omega for me?

One of his butler, Tanaka, knocked on the door and bowed to Daisuke. It was time to change the bedsheet that was somewhat dirty from dried blood. The butler lifted the blanket, and out of a blue, the butler's body went flying back and crashing into the wall.

"W-W-What are you doing?!"

A stabbing pain throbbed in her head, making her fall back into the fluffy pillow. Her eyes landed on the male who stared at her from the sudden outburst from waking up.

Alpha... Shit, what does he want?!

"I'm Kanbe Daisuke. May I know your name?"

"L-L/N Y/N."

She glared at him angrily, grabbing his attention because no Omega dared to even glare at him.

"I apologize for hitting you."

"Apology?! I'm literally wrapped in bandages! I should have just died."

"Huh?"

"Isn't life better without much struggle?"

"I'll give you what you ask for. I'll compensate for injuring you. Money?"

"A job."

"Omega with a job?"

"It's laughable, right?"

"Not at all. I find it... amusing."

Y/N raised an eyebrow, gazing at the Alpha that wasn't a sleazy old man that wanted sex.

"So... Will you find me a job?"

"Why do you need a job?"

"To pay my debt."

"Can't you accept money as compensation?"

"Then what after that? Let everyone around mock me for being a useless Omega?!"

"No... that's not what I meant. I assume you are marked and your mate is struggling with paying the debt off."

...

"I have no mate... Ehh..."

Something in Daisuke's eyes lit up, the butler slowly falling out from the wall. He grabbed her hands,

"Then will you be my mate?"

Y/N used her remaining strength in her arm to hit him away, she was one strong Omega for some reason..

"No way. I don't want to become mates with someone I have no feelings for."

"Then how do I make you fall in love with me?"

"Mr. Kanbe, I believe that you do not love me in that way. It's just your Alpha instincts telling you so because I'm an Omega."

It's easy to tell who is Omega and Alpha. It is only difficult for Betas who have weaker sense of smell.

"I believe it was love at first sight. Well, tell me."

"I don't have an instruction manual to show you how to make me fall in love with you. Love... is something that can't be explained in words."

"I'll prove my worth to you and show you that I really do love you."

"Mr. Kanbe, I hope you will learn to differentiate Alpha instincts and human love. This is your Alpha instincts yearning for me not the human Mr. Kanbe."

She sure is a difficult Omega. Huh.

Daisuke sighs, now knowing that Y/N was no easy Omega that would fall for a rich handsome Alpha's confession. He picks up some papers from her bag, reading through it.

"H-Hey that's my resumé!"

"Hmmm... you do have a strong resumé, disregarding that you're an Omega."

"Right?! All the companies I applied for rejected me just because I'm an Omega."

"Well, I'm certainly impressed with your resumé. How about I offer you a job as my secretary? The secretary for the Kanbe foundation's CEO?"

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