I Am Not Going Anywhere

Alvin's office was on the 15th floor. As the elevator ascended one floor at a time, my anxiety grew.

I'm not sure when it began, but my insatiable love for Alvin became entwined with an unexplainable fear and rejection of the uncertain.

I was terrified of him, but I needed to be near him.

He'd always use his pheromones to subdue me or make me heat up, especially after my gland transplant. Being an omega wasn't easy for me at the time.

Alvin's pheromone scent was amber, which smelled sweet but didn't make people feel warm and comfortable.

The elevator chimed to indicate that I had arrived at my destination.

The 15th floor was empty, quiet, and cold, with only a conference room and a few executive offices. I walked down the long corridor until I reached the end and opened the glass door.

Is Alvin not here?

I went inside because the reception hall and the outside were both empty, and there was a faint, strange odour in the air. Inside the closed bedroom door, I could hear oppressed heavy gasps and sweet groans.

My mind went up in flames.

It felt like a bomb had exploded over my head.

'Alvin…he…'

My body instinctively wanted to flee, but my hand grabbed the door handle, paralysing my entire body.

It felt like a sharp claw had pierced my chest and grabbed my heart, twisting it so tightly that it dripped with fresh blood.

I didn't know where my bravery had come from. Perhaps it was a masochistic desire to be more astute that drove me to turn the knob and push the door open.

However, I had overestimated myself.

Knowing Alvin slept with other people was not the same as witnessing it firsthand. I assumed that I would be able to accept this matter without complaint. But as soon as I saw the scene in front of me, I knew I couldn't stand it.

On the bed, a naked omega knelt, his hips raised high. Alvin had not even taken off his pants while fully dressed and conquering him.

The scene was extremely provocative, and it hurt my feelings, but my gaze was drawn to it for some reason.

I couldn't take my eyes away, and I could feel the tears that were about to fall blurring my vision.

Alvin ignored everything as his movement became more ferocious. The omega beneath was pummelled until he became delirious, with dazed eyes and only ecstatic crying.

The air was filled with rose-scented pheromones. It's revolting.

A huge wave of nausea surged up from my stomach, and I had to fight the urge to throw up.

“Jillian.” Alvin gave me a sidelong glance, his usual calm voice tinged with a sexy undertone.

They didn't bother drawing the curtains at all. They were unconcerned about onlookers from the nearby buildings, but they didn't have to be.

There were no other buildings with 15th floors in the area. The late-afternoon sun streamed in through the window, but the space was uncomfortably cluttered. They basked in its rays at this building's height, which was very close to the sky.

All norms and moral standards would be rendered irrelevant in the presence of Alvin.

“Senior…” To avoid their entangled flesh, I lowered my head, relying on the dull ache caused by the embedded nails in my palm to keep me awake.

Alvin chuckled and accelerated his movements.

Even louder squealed the omega. It was strange that such a polite and noble-looking young man could make such a vulgar, slutty sound.

It would have been appealing to Alvin. He had always despised me for not being slutty enough.

I'm not sure how long it took, but they appeared to be done at the end.

"Lick it clean," Alvin said as he drew back, grabbed the omega's hair.

So the omega licked it dutifully, raising his expressive gaze to me.

I was unable to respond.

I became dizzy and needed all of my strength to stand up without collapsing.

" Come in." Alvin called my name.

I wanted to come over, but my feet felt stuck to the floor and wouldn't budge.

I couldn't figure out why Alvin would do this to me.

Is it more thrilling for him to have someone on the sidelines watching him? Then he could invite people from all over the world to watch it. Why should I have to be the one?

Is it just because I was suitable?

When Alvin noticed I didn't move, he became irritated. He pushed the omega's head away before standing up and approaching me.

I smelled the sweet aroma of amber and fruits as he approached. It was ridiculously sweet.

"Did you like it?"

Alvin was curious.

I pushed down the dull ache in my stomach. With a lump in my throat, I looked up into his eyes and said, "That's great... May I depart now?"

"You've only just arrived, and you want to go?" Alvin's eyes were dimmer than usual, and he reached out to clench my chin.

He applied considerable force, as if he intended to break my jaw. I let out an excruciatingly painful groan.

Uncomfortably, Alvin frowned. "Take your clothes off," he said coldly, throwing me on the bed with the back of his palm.

The omega was putting on a shirt as he sat on the edge of the bed. He came to a halt and stared around, speechless.

The scent of lust and Alvin's perfume lingered in the bed. It was disgusting.

At that moment, I realised that the person I loved had always been unclean.

He made himself filthy despite the fact that I carefully placed him on the throne of my heart.

"Alvin..." Because I rarely addressed him by name, I spoke slowly. Surprisingly, it had an odd vibe to it. "I'm not going to do it."

I did, in fact, refuse Alvin. I'm amazing.

I didn't need to look at Alvin's face to know he was upset. How can a small pet that has been raised by its owner reject its owner?

The grating sound of the trouser chain being pulled up was particularly irritating. I couldn't see Alvin, but the Omega's fearful expression told me what he looked like.

"First and foremost, give yourself leave."

"Senior," said the omega softly.

'Senior…heh.'

"Get out of here!" It was impossible to argue with Alvin's tone.

"Oh," the omega nodded as he dressed and carefully shut the door behind him.

I slowly sat up from the bed and looked at Alvin.

His stunning side profile had remained unchanged over time. His features were flawless, and he could make anyone's heart race.

After four years of sleeping with him, it's as if I hadn't lost anything.

"Did I spoil you too much, Jillian?"

I instinctively shrank back as Alvin walked step by step, but he drew me back by the collar.

"Do you know who you are?  Are you worthy to say no?" he asked, looking at me intently.

Of course, I was unworthy.

I was nothing more than a tool for him to express his lust, and one of his replacements for the white stars in his heart. The person in his heart who was always present but out of reach, who was always loving but unable to touch.

I was just a cheap substitute.

"Won't Senior Nora be back soon?" I laughed at myself and deliberately stepped into the minefield.

Alvin's expression was priceless.

It was a lot of fun to hurt myself and him in the process. I said things that would come back to bite me, but knowing that I hurt him at least once makes me happy.

"When he gets back...I'll..." I hadn't intended to say what I was about to say, so I instead said, "I don't mind if you fuck other people in bed. In any case, I'm filthy...but Senior Nora is clean. You'll never be able to do this to him..."

After saying this, I realised I might be a forgiving person. I'm still worried about Alvin.

"Are you filthy?" Alvin's eyes darkened. "Did being in my presence make you feel dirty?"

"No. I just..." I just want you to be cleaner on your way to a happy ending.

Even if you're a total jerk.

"Jillian, you'd better figure out who owns you."

"You're not leaving until I've had my fun," Alvin said as he slammed me to the ground, followed by a ruthless voice.

When I fell to the ground, I knocked over the bedside table and took the items with me. When I came across the half-empty condom box on the ground. I became even more down.

"I'm not going anywhere."

My heart was broken, and it cried out as the storm filled it in.

I was just waiting for you to throw me out.

I’m not going anywhere.