III

Although the world is ruled by tertiary genders- the alpha, omega and beta, where love and reproduction between the same sexes is normal, Zen as a beta has never really found men as sexy as this guy as he felt that he should only look at women due to him being a mere beta.

He couldn't stop staring at the alpha in front of him, his heart racing as he took in every inch of the man's body in his vision. It was as if he was seeing the world in a whole new light, and his body was responding in ways he never thought possible.

The alpha, tall and muscular, had a commanding presence that made Zen weak in the knees. His perfume scent was intoxicating, filling Zen's senses and sending a shiver down his spine. He couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to be with him, to feel his touch and taste his lips.

As the alpha approached him, Zen's heart skipped a beat. He could feel the electricity between them, the tension building as they stood just inches apart. The alpha's eyes never left his, and Zen could feel the intensity of his gaze burning into him.

Without a word, the alpha took the box from him and barely grazed his hand on the process. "I'll be taking these."

'Oh God, even his voice is sexy.' Zen blushed but he tried to remain as calm as he could so his boss wouldn't notice his flushed expression.

"You may leave now, Mr. Alfonso."

Although a bit disappointed, Zen left his office with a loud thumping heartbeat.

****

While typing in his laptop, Zen stopped as he zoned out and muttered to himself, "He's really handsome."

"Who is?"

The sudden whisper in his ear made Zen accidentally yank himself out of his chair. The sudden fall hurt his butt a bit but upon looking at the woman who was the one who whispered to him made his pain go away. It was his supervisor, Emma Claire.

Emma looks at him with worried eyes, she felt guilty as she was the one who indirectly made him fall so she stretches her arm to him apologetically, "Oh dear. I'm really sorry, Mr. Alfonso." Zen reached out to her hand and it felt soft and smooth. He stands up and tells her no worries. Her sincere smile almost made him melt.

According to his colleagues, Emma Claire is an Omega. That must have explained why she looks so gorgeous. And noticing how Emma seems to be extra kind only to him, she must like him even for a tiny bit.

Honestly to Zen, Emma is just exactly his type. Maybe his weird thoughts about the CEO must have been just his pent up desires to be in a relationship after being so single for so long. His last serious relationship was still when he was in high school for Pete's sake!

"So, I was thinking... Is it alright to have dinner with you?" And with that moment, it's as if his eyes were ready to burst from being too widely open. He couldn't believe that his type just asked him out. Zen immediately said sure, not giving Emma a chance to rethink her invitation.

****

But what could have been a possibly lovely dinner date between the two turned into a chaotic and loud company dinner at the Samgyupsal House.

Zen is seated at the last seat at the edge of the table. He grumbled and gulped down the glass of beer in his hand. Emma changed her mind in the last minute call after the CEO invited their team for dinner.

He looked at her who was busy chatting happily with the CEO who was seated at the front center. 'Great. The man who I found sexy is talking with my crush.' That could've been his chance to date an omega but his boss just had to ruin his opportunity.

Zen sneakily glares at Mr. Claude as he chomps on the lettuce wrapped meat but the CEO must have noticed his laser like stares because he looked back at him. That's when Zen stopped glaring because his stare was just as captivating as his looks.

They shared a mere 3-second stare that felt too long as if hours have gone by or simply the time has paused because of the tension between them when the CEO smirks as if thinking of something naughty then whispers something to Emma's ear making Zen sweat in panic.

"Don't tell me..." Zen was almost ready to stand up from his seat when.

Emma, understanding what the boss said, looks at Zen and smiles as wide as a canyon. She then gestured a call me sign to him. A huge prick left as quickly as she smiled in Zen's heart as he realized that the boss hadn't told her about his glare at all which Zen found a bit odd. Maybe his boss was just messing around with him? He couldn't put a finger on what exactly is the type of person the CEO is.

He had only met him a few times in short period each. The only time was when he came directly to his office to deliver paperworks. Usually, the secretary is the one in charge of doing that. But as odd as the boss is, he has no secretary as of now because rumors says, that one who used to be one recently quit because of his nasty attitude.

Nothing special happened next because Emma didn't talk to him afterwards but was just busy chatting with the boss. Maybe Zen was wrong about Emma having a crush on him.

Her kindness made him delusional. Although, he may turn out to be wrong, he can't help but be irked by the fact at how fast the boss has charmed her.

With those negative thoughts, Zen continues to drink shots repetitively. It didn't take long enough, when he became as drunk as a horse.

The company dinner has already ended but Zen remained in his seat half-awake, barely conscious of what's happening around him.

"Mr. Alfonso?"

Zen looks at where the voice came from with his eyes barely opening. His vision was blurry due to his drunkness so he could barely come up with who the person was.

But what's true, is that this person is very good-looking. As if an angel falling from the sky.

Zen smiles sheepishly and squeezes the person's cheeks with both of his hands. "*Hic* Wowww! Am I dead already?? Cuz you're an angel hehe."

He then kisses that person's cheek and sleeps on his/her shoulder.