In the Mansion hallway, a mafia boss walked with his right hand man toward the meeting room. As he walked, he kept glancing at his phone as he replied to messages from an Omega. An Omega he had been getting closer to lately, because he found him so intriguing.
"Hmnn hmnn~" He hummed softly, a slight smile visible on his face at that moment. He felt so happy every time a message came in on his phone, and it was from him.
[MY OMEGA]
I have difficult class today. I always hate it.
[ALASTAIR]
I know, feisty. But let's face it, I'm sure you'll do well.
Realizing that his boss was still focused on his phone, the blond haired man standing next to him immediately tapped his shoulder.
"The meeting is about to start. You should focus on this meeting first instead of replying to Omega's messages," he said.
