“I’ve decided to get a job.” Leslie said as the plates in his husband’s hands dropped and broke into chunky pieces.
“What, what do you mean, getting a job? Who is going to take care of the house?” Ben asked as Leslie glared at his husband for an offensive statement against his secondary gender.
“Right, sorry. I’m used to having you home before I get home and when I married you, I promised to give you a comfortable life.” Ben said as he approached his husband before holding his slender hands.
Leslie’s eyes softened, but he knew they had to face the situation at hand. He needed to be useful to his partner and society.
“I know, but with the situation…” Leslie paused as his eyes met his husband’s eyes. “I know it’s tough for you, but if we keep waiting for you to get another job, we’ll be in more debt than we already are.”
“You know I’m trying my best.”
“Yes, and I love that about you, but it just isn’t enough, and now isn’t the time to satisfy our ego; it’s time to work together to achieve something.” Leslie explained as Ben exhaled.
“I don’t want you to get a job. What about if we ask…” Ben said, but Leslie interrupted him with a stern look.
“I refuse to receive help from him.” Leslie stated before he hugged himself.
“Okay. Give me one more month, I promise…”
“You have all the time, Ben, but I won’t wait. I applied for a job as an editor for a publishing house and I got the job. I didn’t tell you about it because I thought I wouldn’t get accepted since I don’t have any real-time experience, but graduating from my college as an honour student gives you some privileges.” Leslie said, and Ben frowned.
Ben withdrew his hand from Leslie’s hands as Leslie stood up and hugged Ben.
“Honey, me getting a job will not change the way I see you. I love you and I respect you, but I want to be someone you rely on in all aspects, including financially. I may be an omega, but before that, I’m a man and I’m also your lovely little husband.” Leslie charmed as Ben flustered before he placed his arms on Leslie’s shoulders and lowered his face.
“Do you think so?” Ben asked as he buried his hand inside the omega’s straight hair.
Leslie hummed before Ben kissed him gently before the kiss turned passionate.
Leslie slapped his cheeks in disbelief before he stared at the ceiling. He was finally here; Passion publishing house was one of the few publishing houses in the state that had highly recognised writers and artists that any reader was grateful for in their existence.
The book that gave the company its popularity was the book the author he adored… Azrael Mitsuki Bethan wrote ‘Time loop’ which was adapted into a movie, comic, and any form of media.
Maybe I’ll get to see Azrael since I’m working here. Leslie thought as he blushed, trying to imagine the face of his favourite author.
“You must be Leslie Campbell.” An elderly voice dragged Leslie out of his colourful imagination as he stood up with a respectful bow and nodded.
“Yes. You must be Mr. Pemba, the editor-in-chief?” Leslie asked as the elder man laughed with his stomach round, breathing with each noise.
“Yes. I didn’t expect you to be so young and so beautiful.” Mr. Pemba said as Leslie flustered with embarrassment.
The compliment was something anyone who met him constantly told him. After all, he was a rare breed of a secondary gender… an albino.
Everything about the human species was always a fascinating topic, but nothing fascinated people more than the people born with albinism in their genes.
Alphas, betas, omegas, male, female, and animals - all had something in common. They were pale; it affected even the colour of their lashes and any hidden hair on their body if they had body hair.
The percentage of betas is eighty, with the alpha and omega ratio being equal if albinism was taken out from all the gender; It added up to one percentage, with omegas being the least of the gene.
Leslie was a beautiful omega, white and beautiful, with long straight lashes and pink lips. His eyes were a bold blue, cobalt, and gentle that it drew anyone to him. He had a boyish face, unlike most omegas that were androgynous, and approached three inches away from a six-footer.
“Thank you so much for the compliment, Mr. Pemba.” Leslie said as the old man laughed and tapped his shoulders lightly.
“You don’t need to thank me. Also, call me uncle Bob like everyone else. We only use that name with the clients.” Bob said cheerfully before Leslie nervously laughed.
“Okay sir, uncle Bob.” Leslie said with less conviction before someone came out from the office Bob came out from.
“Uncle Bob, I need…” A young lady paused the moment she saw me. “You must be the new employee… Leslie?”
“Yes.” Leslie responded as the blonde lady nodded.
“A pleasure to meet you. I’m Reina Perry but call me Reina; I’m the team leader of group C, which we have assigned you to. You’re already friendly with uncle Bob.” She said as she looked at Bob, who wrapped his arm around Leslie’s shoulders.
“I see potential in this one and a lot of luck. I get the feeling your author will be so lucky to have you.” Bob babbled proudly as Leslie laughed nervously before Reina smirked.
“Potential huh? He’ll need more luck than potential with the author management assigned to him.” Reina said as she handed me a brown envelope.
“What is this?” Leslie asked as Bob stood upright and placed his hands in the pockets of his slacks.
“I know today is your first day and usually I was supposed to get you acquainted with my team since we’ve been expecting you but the reason, we even asked for an editor is because the last one caused a lot of problems for our author.” Reina replied.
“What kind of problem?” Leslie asked with interest.
“Well, Rachel was always strange; we didn’t expect her to go that far. It’s not something I enjoy telling a new employee, but the best advice to you is not to dedicate your whole heart to your author and make things too easy.” Reina said as she placed her hand on her hip. “Creating a book isn’t easy but being the support to the book and its master isn’t easy either. This job is not a job for the purely soft-hearted.”
Reina walked towards the exit before she paused and turned back.
“Let’s meet your only author.” Reina said before Leslie nodded at Bob and followed Reina.
The ride to Leslie’s author made him nervous as he pondered what kind of person his author was. He stared at the envelope before he opened it and pulled the documents out.
No way. Leslie thought as he stared at Reina.
“Reina is my author by any chance… Azrael?” Leslie asked as his heart tripped, the thought of the possibility made him excited.
“Yeah. Don’t tell me you’re a hater?”
“No!” Leslie shouted, scaring Reina before he covered his face. “I mean, I love his works.”
Reina stared at him before she laughed and leaned back with a relaxed expression.
“That reminds me; what’s your secondary gender?” Reina asked. “I’m a beta.”
“Omega.” Leslie replied as Reina smirked.
“Interesting.” Reina said. “Yet management still selected you to be his editor.”
There was no sign of hostility with her statement but Leslie couldn’t help feeling anxious by the excited expression on her face after making that statement.
Reina pulled her car over before Reina and Leslie stepped out.
The building was a large complex building with several private apartments. It didn’t look cheap, but it seemed comfortable and the environment was clean and serene.
“I didn’t think Azrael would stay with people. People barely know his private life and he has never made a public appearance even though he is so famous.” Leslie said as he stared at the building.
“Prepare to be amazed.” Reina said before they entered the elevator.
They stopped in front of Azrael’s apartment before Reina pressed the doorbell… No response. She sighed before she pressed it a couple times quickly before Leslie and she heard a voice behind them.
“You really should respect privacy, you hag.” Azrael’s deep voice warned Reina, who smirked and kept pressing the doorbell.
“If you didn’t keep me waiting, we would be inside already.” Reina responded as Azrael scoffed.
His eyes went to Leslie, who stared at him dumbfounded and confused.
I thought he never made an appearance because he lacked confidence in his looks, but I was wrong; his so handsome. Leslie thought as Reina studied his expression and smiled.
“By the way, I came here because the company found you a new editor. Isn’t he cute? Introduce yourself.” Reina said and pushed Leslie gently.
“I-It’s a p-pleasure to finally meet you. My name is…”
“An omega? How disgusting.” Azrael said with an unpleasant glare that drowned Leslie and his excitement.
Azrael walked past Leslie, shoving him gently before he unlocked his apartment with a card key and Reina approached Leslie.
“Why did he…”
“Azrael can be difficult. The reason he has not gone public is for this very reason. Azrael hates omegas, and he’s not afraid to voice it, especially to male omegas.” Reina said as Leslie’s shoulders slumped.
This wasn’t in the job description.
LeslieI fell on the bed before I hugged the pillow and buried my face in it. My first day of work and the report were bad before we could build any relationship. Goodbye to all my illusions of how my perfect author was in my head.I laid on my back as I thought about what Reina had said earlier today.“The management knows Azrael’s hatred towards omegas, especially since pairing within same-sex has gained recognition even among betas. Azrael can be a bit conservative, so try not to take anything he says to heart.” Reina said with a foxy smile.“Wouldn’t the right thing be to pair with an easier person?” I asked.“Yes, but if Bob and the board decided it was you, you must have what they need. After all, Bob’s intuition is never wrong, plus I find this an interesting source of enterta
I edited some parts of a novel for one of my team members before my alarm rang. I had to face Azrael today and the thought that someone hated me before they even knew me had me feeling uneasy, especially since I liked him, but I was taking my chance because I was determined to make Azrael accept me as his editor.“I have to leave Sven.” I said as I gathered the manuscript and handed it to Sven Walker, who smiled when he saw I was done.“Wow, you really do a thorough job.” Sven said as another of the team member. Jade peeped at the paper and nodded.“I’m almost jealous. How can your work be that neat?” Jade said as I smiled at the compliment.“I really enjoy books and I love it more when someone else can enjoy it as well.” I replied before I grabbed my things.“I’ll probably see you later or tomorrow.
This partnership could work? I spoke too soon because the days after Azrael went back to being a jerk. “I don’t mind you making a mess, Azrael, but you should learn to trash used condoms properly and I would appreciate it if you disposed of your alcohol bottles… It’s disgusting!” I shouted as Azrael laid on the couch, rubbing his stomach as he read through what he had handwritten. “You can always quit.” Azrael said, as he dropped the manuscript and took off his glasses. Azrael had a bad habit of smoking after writing a good manuscript, but I couldn’t give him that luxury anymore… I was through with being overly friendly. I grabbed the cigarette butt from his lips and extinguished it before I grabbed the lighter and the box and threw it at a trashcan. “Smoking isn’t good for your health. I get that science has improved and there’s a
I pressed on the doorbell and waited patiently before the door opened and I stared at Azrael with an innocent look. He had a cigarette in his mouth and had his reading glasses; he looked back into the house then stared at me.“What do you want, brat?” Azrael asked as he exhaled smoke from his mouth. “We weren’t to meet today.”“I know, I know, but I didn’t come here as your editor. I came here as just Leslie and I brought drinks.” I said as I raised the bag in my hands. “I can’t take alcohol because of low tolerance, but everyone loves soda, and I also picked up some yogurts if you didn’t like it and bought two cans of beer with a minimum percentage.”“Why are you doing this?” Azrael asked.“I want to be your friend.” I whispered as I took a bold step towards him. “I sincerely want to get closer to you, Azrael.”Azrael stared at me as I waited patiently in silence before he walked in with the
Azrael The vibrations from my phone woke me from the long-awaited sleep. I frowned as I picked up my phone before I saw Reina as the caller ID. I knew exactly why she was calling, so I dropped my phone before something fell from my body; a blanket. I stared at it and picked it up as I tried hard to remember when I took the time to pick it up before the scent of hot food from the kitchen wafted in. It couldn’t be. I thought as I rushed out of my chair to the kitchen. I barged in and stared at Leslie, who was tasting the stew in the cooking spoon before he turned back and smiled at me. “Oh, you’re awake and right on time. Dinner is ready.” Leslie said as he dropped the spoon aside and picked up a few plates. “I told Ben I wouldn’t be heading home late since I’m having dinn
LeslieI was returning home from the office. I was happy heading home early since today was one of those days I refrained from Azrael’s place and prepare breakfast, lunch, and dinner.I suggested to him a few times to buy an AI with culinary skills, but Azrael remains the traditional person he is. I suggested a housekeeper, but most of them were elderly people and he would be stuck doing the keeping than kept.I praised the excuses he gave because he enjoyed teasing me, after all, we are now on good terms. Also, he is unaware I am his fated pair, and I’d like to keep it that way.The chances of finding a fated pair were less than a percent and for the few who did, it was difficult for them to be together due to age or marital status, but when they did; it was a love that lasted till death, and their children were usually born of far more excellent genes.I was about to open th
“I’m sorry for how I acted yesterday. It was rude and inappropriate.” I apologized with my head lowered to my team members.“It’s alright. Once in a while, we need you to put us in our place.” Sven said as my brows softened.“I was damn tired of you being too nice or the management and authors would eat you alive.” Jade said as everyone laughed.Reina placed her hand on my shoulder and I stood upright before she smiled at me and raised a chart in her hand.“It’s great to have you back Leslie.” Reina said before I smiled brightly.“Likewise.”The mood in the office was far lighter than the normal that I was familiar with, but I was glad. There was no hard feeling or resentment against me, especially since my team was used to getting complaints from the other staff.“I’m heading out.” I said after I helped Ash process a request for his author since I only had one author t
I held two tickets to an event to an amusement event and sighed when I remembered the words of Uncle Bob.“Leslie!” Bob shouted from the door of our office loudly.“Am I in trouble?” I whispered to Jace, who looked at Bob and shrugged.“He seems excited.” Jace whispered before I heard my name over a megaphone this time.“Leslie Campbell!” Uncle Bob shouted as I stood up. “Outside! Now!” He screamed as everyone covered their ears before his secretary snatched the megaphone and glared at Bob.“Sir, I would appreciate it if you acted appropriately.” Sawyer, his calm and cold secretary, said as Bob smiled and tapped his shoulders.“Sorry love. Leslie now.” Uncle Bob said as I followed suit immediately with Sawyer maintaining a distance that gave us enough privacy.“Is there anything I can do for you, sir?” Before Uncle Bob placed his hand inside his suit, I asked, and he ha
A year has passed, and we’ve experienced wonderful and painful things together, but we’re fine and strong.Valentin proposed to Lucas, and they had a fast court wedding in April. No one knew but Ancel, and you can’t blame him. He found out the day they wedded.We knew because I didn’t hear from Lucas for two weeks, but his social media flooded with honeymoon and his past lovers called me to confirm if it was true.We’re happy for them but everyone in the family except Konrad hopes they don’t have a child as Lucas’ fertility period ends.There would be so much awkwardness every time Leslie and I saw that child and the age gap. Dominant omegas fertilities are just too long.There were bad times. Isaac and Sarah separated for a few months because of their careers and a client of Isaac that was Sarah’s childhood friend.It wouldn’t be my concern, but Isaac was my brother, and Lucas cried. They were a power-couple so watching them almost throw everything because of another woman; it was pa
AzraelLeslie’s second pregnancy journey was fierce. Tougher than the duration he was pregnant with Nikolaus.Week ten.Leslie eats mostly fruits because his nausea is heavy. He gets fatigued over minimum effort and sleeps for long durations. He cries a lot, but he bounces back after the mood swings.He craves churros with weird dips and ketchup a lot.Week seventeen.Leslie’s a little underweight but his bump is growing now. The doctor gave us a supplementary diet we’re strictly following. Leslie hates the taste, but Carson Campbell, Isaac and Lucas are great helps with improving the diet.Leslie’s nausea is getting better but his mood swings aren’t better.Week twenty-four.We’re going to go for a gender test but mother insists on a gender reveal party so the results will be mailed to her. Since we don’t know the baby’s gender, we decided to start decorating with neutral colours like orange and yellow, but Leslie wants purple.We haven’t started picking names, but we know bobby is g
LeslieThe daily life of a marrying a spoilt rich international treasure.I wake up by five every morning for devotion and head to the kitchen. I enter the kitchen and start preparing school lunch for my kid.Ida joins me in the kitchen around six to make breakfast for everyone except I package Azrael’s breakfast because he wakes up when the driver takes Niko to school.Azrael wakes up around ten and eats breakfast late if he eats at all. On days Azrael wakes up early, I don’t work at home.I continue to unwrap wedding gifts from family, friends and fans, sorting things to give out and donate with the servants until I get exhausted.Our habits didn’t change after marriage, and we’ve been married for five months, but things were different in a good way. Pleasant.At least until now.I bolted to the bathroom and crouched in front of the toilet, gripped the toilet seat and hurled in the bowl. My stomach twisted in pain, but gentle pats soothed my churning stomach.“Is that better?” Azrae
LeslieThe soft strands of the brush glided carefully around my cheeks and stopped. I opened my eyes and stared at the mirror.The makeup artist did a terrific job making the makeup subtle. My hair was ready, cut shorter than the original length and gelled.Ancel opened the door, surveying seriously with a small note in his hand. He stayed at me and pulled out a white rose from the vase in the room.He placed the rose in my pocket and patted it.“Perfect but I liked the white suit better.”“You were going to make me wear a long veil if I wore that and this is my second marriage.”“You and Azrael would match but the blue isn’t bad. Soft and stable and I get to see you marry.” Ancel said and the door opened.Dad entered with a bouquet of hydrangeas and minor flowers. I recognised the flowers from mom’s garden and dad handed it to me.“Ancel, could you give us a minute?” Dad asked and Ancel winked.“Sure thing pops, have to make sure the set’s perfect.” Ancel said and left the room with
The doorbell rang, and I opened it. Kaiyo stood there with a pout on his face and glared at me. I spread my arms across the door and leaned back a little.“You’re not here to dump tomato juice on me again, are you?” I asked, and he blushed.I smiled and lowered my arms.“I came to apologise, so listen closely, because I won’t say it again.” He puffed his chest and placed his hand on his hip. “I’m sorry for splashing juice on you and saying embarrassing things.”“Stay away from Mitsuki. You don’t deserve him. He’s mine.” I teased, and he turned red.“S-stop teasing me. Y-you be kissing my feet. I came here today.”I patted his head and smiled. “Do you want ice-cream? Sundae?”“What flavour?” He shook his head and wiped his mouth. “I’m not a dog.”He acted like Becca’s, one of Isaac’s twins in her teenage stage that doesn’t want to be smouldered by adults. It’s difficult to find innocence and pure naivety at his age these days.Everything I wouldn’t describe Lucas, me or Oliver as.“Com
105LeslieI joined my friends at the table. They were all waiting, so I raised my hand to reveal the wedding ring.“Yes!!!” Everyone cheered.Some high-fives and hugged me.“Congratulations!” Isaac said and grinned. “You’re marrying my brother again. Welcome to the family.”We laughed at the joke, and I nudged Isaac.“I can’t wait to tell everyone, and it was all thanks to me.” Ancel gloated and pulled out his phone.“Hold on there cowboy, Lucas might have already beat you to it. He was the first person Azrael called to while we were in Japan.”“I’m still going to spice it up more. I still have a picture of the ring.” Ancel said and started typing.“Thank you.” I whispered to Ancel. “For helping me with the ring.”Ancel nudged me and smiled. “Anytime. Patronise my company to decorate your wedding. I’ll give a discount even though your fiancée is one of the wealthiest living things in the world.”“Of course. Just set an appointment for next week.”Ancel was genuinely happy, but his ey
AzraelI took pictures as Leslie excitedly stuck out his head from the train; the breeze blowing against his hair and his eyes excited with the nature scenery around Japan.Leslie was my kid, but travelling brought out that soul in him more. No sleep for me if he was awake, talking my ears out on all the places he wanted to go.I never want him to cry or feel lonely when I’m around.“I can’t wait to take a lot of pictures.” Leslie said, and I sighed.“I’ve missed hot spring baths.”The train stopped, and we headed for one of the popular temples in Kyoto – Fushimi Inari Taisha Shrine.We took a lot of pictures with a temple guide giving the history of the temple. I didn’t believe in any gods, unlike my parents and Leslie is Christian, so I couldn’t understand his fascination with temples.“Should we buy a charm or two? Maybe a souvenir?” Leslie asked.“Kid, these god statures aren’t for decorations and children touch things they shouldn’t. Let’s stick with the papers that won’t leave t
103Ben and I watched the examination Dr. Steve had with Niko. They were talking as Niko coloured and laughed.Dr. Steve touched a colour of the Rubik's cube and Niko would match the colours he picked as they talked about random topics unrelated to colours.Dr. Steve came out as a nurse took supervision, and we followed him to his office. We sat down and stared at Dr. Steve.My chest was heavy and my hands sweaty. I exhaled to ease the discomfort in my gut.“I have a few questions.” Dr. Steve said, and we nodded. “When was the first time you noticed your ward’s condition?”I stared at Ben, and he nodded in understanding.“When he was three. Nikolaus has always responded to the colour red as a baby, so I thought he liked the colour and yesterday, I confirmed he sees everything as red, with few exceptions.” I narrated, and Dr. Steve nodded.“What exceptions?” Dr. Steve asked.“Himself, me and objects that are actually the colour red.”Dr. Steve stared intensely at the both of us and exh
102LeslieKeystone Kindergarten was a beautiful building with welcoming graffiti and bright scenery. It was the beginning of a session. The school was full of parents, kids, and teachers.Azrael and I held Niko as we stared at the building before we saw a familiar toddler run towards us.“Remy!” Lennon screamed, and Niko broke loose from our hold.They hugged each other, laughing and giggling, then held hands. Lennon was a beautiful boy with a messy mop of brown hair, green eyes, and the brightest smile on his lovely face.“Leslie! Bethan!” Ben jogged towards us and stopped.“He’s so fast.” Ben said and hugged me. “It’s been a while.”Azrael frowned, and I wrapped Azrael’s arm around my shoulder. “You should keep a closer eye on him.”“Or a leash.” Azrael added, and we laughed.Ben checked his wristwatch and stared in shock. “I need to head for the office soon. I have a meeting in less than two hours.” Ben said.“It’s your second son’s first day of school. Be supportive.” I said and