The trip to France was quite hectic, in Y/N's perspective. Because the activities that were held in the hotel tired her out more than her boss himself. About half a year has passed and she was making progress, making money to pay her debt off—Yes, she still has about halfway to go. Her heels clicked on the pavement as she walks home, a honk of a car stopping nearby caught her attention. The window was rolled down and the male leaned his arm against the frame.

"Get in, I'll send you home."

It seemed like Daisuke had formed a habit of chasing her after work to send her home because she'd try to avoid him sending her back. This was because her neighborhood that reeked the smell of horny Alphas. He did suggest to buy her a house or even stay at his place, but she rejected his idea as she wanted to be an independent woman herself. A little bit too stubborn if I may say. She sighed and entered his car, getting comfortable in the luxury. Y/N had kicked Daisuke when he wanted to follow her back into her apartment. Though it barely hurt him, he acted like it did and gave her space. 

"Well, that means I'll see you tomorrow, Y/N."

"Good night, Daisuke."

Their lips touched in a sweet goodbye kiss before she turned her back to walk up the stairs. Opening her front door to enter her 'humble' home. It barely had any necessities, just the minimum to allow her to survive the night in the dangerous neighborhood. Her bag strap broke the moment she set foot into her house, sighing at another expense she needs to use the money to replace.

My things keep breaking... At this point, I would need like 2 years to pay off my debt.

She scrolled through her phone, throwing off her heels, gleaming at the number. The bank application was open and she saw the money that had just come in. A whistle came out of her mouth, impressed with what she had. In her mind, both money and love were going in the right direction. For the first time, she smiled in the apartment of hers. Morning came again and it was a supposedly busy day for Daisuke, packed with many meetings. He had arrived at her house, some passerby staring at his impressive wealth. 

DING

[My future wife💍] I'm already near the office. You have many meetings today.

She's... Urgh.

Y/N liked to make his life hard but he found it entertaining. If she gave in so easily, he would probably lose the fire he held for her—though he wanted her to give in some times. His car zooms to the office, not bothering about the traffic laws he disobeyed. Swinging the keys in his hand, he walks into the building like the proud boss he was. 

Daisuke sat in his office, tapping his feet as he stared at his watch. She was 10 minutes late, unacceptable for his secretary. It wasn't like her. His door was knocked on many times, the person sounded like they were in a hurry.

"Come in."

It was Haru and his face was full of fright and worry.

"M-Mr. Kanbe! Y/N-"

"WHAT HAPPENED TO Y/N?"

"I-I saw a bunch of m-men throwing her into a black van. I t-tried running after them but t-the car was too fast!"

SLAM

His fist smashed onto his desk, emitting an aura of a killer. He picks up an envelope, flinging it in the air.

"If she gets back safely, I'll write you a recommendation letter for your resignation."

"M-Mr. Kanbe now's not the time t-to discuss my resignation!"

"YOU. You come with me to find Y/N. Check all CCTVs and see if you can find a nu-"

Daisuke's phone rang, interrupting his commands.

"Hello?"

"You must be Ms. L/N's lover, huh?"

"D-Daisu-Ah!"

"SHUT UP."

"Put your hands off Y/N."

"She still has a load of debt to pay... Only having half the amount she owes."

"How much?

"With interest, it's $750,000. If you can't pay it off immediately, she'll have to pay it off with her body. She's an Omega for a r-"

"That's m-more than what I o-AHHH!"

"Give me the address NOW."

The call ended and an address was sent, Daisuke grabbing Haru by his arm and dragging him into his car.

Haru now is not the time. Get over your feelings.

Y/N was on the ground, blood coating her chin as she clenched her teeth shut. Hearing that Daisuke was going to pay her debt, she felt utterly useless. She knew that he did that to save her life but there was something in her that felt as if her entire motto had shattered. The bald man gripped onto her hair, pulling her up to face him as he blew a puff of smoke into her face. She coughed, eyes watering from the direct invasion of carbon. Out of a sudden, the metal door was kicked open none other than... Haru. Daisuke was behind him, hands crossed as his face wrote 'murder' with his expression. He dumped a large suitcase, letting the men scramble to count.

"O-O-One million, boss!"

As the men smiled in glee, Haru's legs smashed right into them, sending them right against the wall like a toppling stack of cards. Daisuke grabbed Y/N, carrying her bridal style as he smashes the sole of his foot into the leader's skull while Haru tied them up.

"Take the extra 250k for your hospital bills."

With that, the murderous smirk turned into a concerned one when he felt her weak grip on his neck. 

"Mr. Katō, let's go."

"Yes, sir."

The three of them walked out where the sun shone brightly. She was brought to his personal hospital, the same room which he had first put her in. Haru stood outside the door as Y/N was being treated. Daisuke leaned against the wall, facing Haru who had a slight bruise on the cheek because one of the men punched him.

"Mr. Katō, look at me."

"Y-Yes, sir!"

"I do not forgive you for what you tried to do to Y/N."

"Y-Yes, sir..."

"And, I won't be accepting your resignation."

"B-But, Mr. Kanbe, I did such unlawful things a-and..."

"Yes, I do not want you to be in the same building as Y/N."

"T-That is why, please accept my resignation!"

Haru bowed at Daisuke, hands trembling and sweating in fear."

"No. Mr. Katō, heads up."

He obeyed his command, looking straight into the stoic man.

"You're still going to be my employee but you will be transferred to Paris."

"Huh?"

"Because of you, our building has had high security but I do not trust you to be near Y/N. The branch in Paris may need your expertise as there have been several cases of break-in thieving."

"I... Th-"

"Don't thank me. Apologize to Y/N with sincere feelings. Then, leave."

Daisuke pushes himself off the wall, entering the hospital room, leaving Haru in a state of shock. The brunette slid off the wall, squatting down as his face rested in his palms. Hot tears flowed down his cheeks while his lips quivered.