Y/N sniffled, saying goodbye to the luxurious ward that was far better than the apartment she was about to go back to. 

That just means I have to work harder and afford a better place...

She drags her feet, thanking some of the nurses that aided her during the stay. Her lungs that were used to breathing the still air of the hospital was greeted with a whiff of fresh air, a sigh of content blowing out of her mouth. The walk back home wasn't far, fumbling with the keys in her bag. As she approached the slightly rundown apartment complex, she noticed a group of men dressed in loose floral shirts and decorated with gold chains, standing outside her door. One of the men who had a cigarette in his mouth noticed her appearance.

"There she is! Grab her!"

A shiver went up to her spine and she turned around to run down the stairs she struggled to walk up.

I JUST CAME OUT OF THE HOSPITAL!

A hand grabbed the back of her neck, pinning her down onto the base of the stairs. The leader, identified by his brightly colored hair, poked the top of her head with a bat he had in hand.

"This little Omega owes our boss some money."

"I-I... I'll pay back soon enough!"

The man kicks her jaw, causing her to spit out some saliva. Luckily for her, the kick wasn't full force, only temporarily making her cheek swell.

"That's what your parents said. We got close to no cents from you guys. Since... Since you're an Omega, I bet the boss wouldn't mind another sex slave. That's what Omegas are supposed to be in this society."

She hated hearing that. People think that Omegas are just horny beings that crave sex but they were still human. Y/N clenched her painful jaw, kicking her legs behind and in between the thighs of the man that held her. He curled up in pain as she got up to run but was grabbed by her hair and pulled back into the leader's chest. She used her elbow, slamming into him, causing him to loosen his grip. A man launched at her but was greeted by the sole of her shoe, kicking him straight in his face. For a small woman like her, the kick wasn't excruciatingly painful but it had a second of agony.

"FUCK! Get her!"

None of them were Alphas, so she did not fear as much. However, they were men that were bigger than her. Their hands, if they had enough strength, would be able to crush her skull. Out of a sudden, a person appeared in a brown jacket that matched with his hair. His fist hammered into the men's faces, each of them falling one after another. The leader charged but Y/N went behind and kick between, allowing her new ally to slam his fist onto his head. The two panted and they made eye contact.

"Are you alright?"

"A-Ah. Yes, thank you."

She noticed a tag that hung around his neck, reading the context.

"Ah! Mr. Katō, you work for the Kanbe Foundation?"

"Yes, I do. I'm the head of security of the office."

"That's great! I'm L/N Y/N and I'll soon be working as Mr. Kanbe's secretary!"

"Secretary? Oh, so you'll be replacing her."

She cocked her head to the side, not understanding what he meant.

"Anyways, nice to meet you, Ms. L/N. I will probably see you around when you start work."

"Yep! It makes it less nerve-wracking knowing someone that works there."

"That's true. I'd just warn you, Mr. Kanbe is an Alpha..."

"Oh... I know that."

"You do? But as a young lady, you have to be careful around him. Wearing a collar would probably be a good choice."

"I would need to buy one..."

"You don't have one?"

"Nope. I've just been tying my neck with a scarf or something."

"Whatever works for you. I'll head home now, which is just at the far end of the street. Stay safe and see you soon."

Katō Haru, the man with light brown hair, waved goodbye with a cheery smile. She felt comfortable with the way he spoke as if they knew each other for a long time. Her body made its way back to her apartment, avoiding the bodies that littered the ground. Her apartment was basically one room. She proceeded to plop down her exhausted body on the floor and dug out her flip phone. Yes, a flip phone because poor Y/N needs to use her money to pay both her parent's debt and suppressants. Life would have been so much easier if she was a Beta. She took out the business card Daisuke gave her, keying in the number carefully. The phone vibrated, waiting for the other person to pick up.

"Hello?"

"H-Hello, Mr. Kanbe. It's me L/N Y/N."

"Ah, yes. Hello. Do you need anything?"

"Well, I was wondering when I should start work and the job description."

"As my secretary, you would most likely be following me around to meetings and events. I expect you to help me keep track of any important information, even sorting some documents for me. To put it simply, your job is to support me as efficiently as possible without messing up. Please come to the office in 3 days on Monday. From then on, I'll give you work that I will explain what needs to be done. Got it?"

"Yes, Mr. Kanbe. Thank you."

"See you on Monday, Ms. L/N."

"See you on Monday too, Mr. Kanbe."

Y/N hung up the phone call, rushing to her closet to dig out any formal wear. All her formal clothing was old, maybe she should take this chance to do a small shopping spree for work clothing. She giggled to herself, jumping onto the mattress that laid on the floor.

I got work! I got a job! My comfortable life is coming soon, once I pay those debts off!

Monday came pretty fast, Y/N woke up extra early in the morning due to excitement. She got dressed in a dark blue suit dress, some flats that are comfortable enough to walk around. The bag that she brought along had her important items like her remaining suppressants, notebook, phone, and pepper spray. When she arrived at the company, the large building made her eyes widened in shock. People who walked past her stared at her, not recognizing the new face. She remembered that Daisuke had sent her a text, telling her to go right up to the office. When she introduced herself to the reception to allow her in, the receptionist squinted her eyes as if she was judging her looks. To be fair, Y/N's shoulders barely reached the height of the counter. She was told to take the lift up to the top floor, which she followed. Upon reaching, the lift door opened to a spacious office with staff slowly settling down to their assigned seats.

"How many times have I told you that if you messed this up, Mr. Kanbe would not let me back?!"

"S-Sorry! I'm sorry! I-It was not my j-job to retrieve this d-data."

"Are you saying it's my fault?!"

The woman that shouted at another had ginger hair and her face looked like a clown with the amount of makeup she had put on. Her hands shoved the other woman, that was clearly taller but had an inferiority complex, making her crash right into Y/N. The two fell on the floor, her ankle twisting slightly but causing no harm.

"I-I'm sorry! Are you o-okay?"

The woman that fell on her had short brown hair and her eyes were slightly watery.

"I'm fine. Are you alright?"

"Y-Yes."

The two got up and faced a fuming woman,

"And who the fuck are you? A deadweight that blindly walks around the hallways?!"

"I'm L/N Y/N. I'll be working as Mr. Kanbe's secretary from now onwards."

The woman's face had a vein popped out, taking a few steps forwards on her heels as she looked up and down Y/N. Without the heels, the woman was probably around 160cm, still taller than the tiny Y/N. 

"Another Omega~ Are you here to seduce Mr. Kanbe? To take him away from me?"

People gathered around, noticing a 'fight' between two Omegas. The newer female was definitely an Omega, judging by her height, but the glare was not the ordinary Omega-stare. The woman, by the name of Katarina, bit her twitching lips as she degraded the new staff.

"Don't get it all in your head. Mr. Kanbe would not even look at you. He's mine and I'll take back my role as secretary. Did you get that? Don't go seducing him."

"I'm just here to make money. I have no interest in Mr. Kanbe."

"Liar! Any Omega would want to have a rich Alpha like him."

"Nope. I'd actually rather live alone in peace."

"You're just trying to be different. To get his attention."

"Erm... No, seriously. I'm here just to make money."

Katarina's hand lifted up, her sharp nails glistening under the light, reading to slap her anger onto the smaller female. However, just as her hand was about to make contact with her skin, someone grabbed a hold.

"You. You're causing more trouble again. I warned you, didn't I?"

"M-Mr. Kanbe!"

"Ms. L/N, could you follow me to my office? We have a few things to discuss regarding upcoming meetings."

"Yes, Mr. Kanbe."

The two walked side by side, deadpanned face, and the office door slammed shut. Katarina's face was red with anger, her fist clenching tightly.

"Did you see that?! Ms. L/N, I think that's her name, did not even flinch when Ms. Katarina was about to slap her!"

"No, no, no! What's more amazing is that Mr. Kanbe called her by her name! He never remembers any of our names!"

The ginger grinds her teeth.

I'll expose you to everyone that you're just a dirty Omega slut that wants any rich dick. Kanbe Daisuke is mine.