Commitment?

Falcon fell on his bed and reflected on the events of the day that still haunted his mind. The clock read 12:00 at night and he was sure he would not sleep. His body vibrated preventing him from doing so. Every fiber was active in the encounter with that mysterious woman who was hiding more than she appeared. Or maybe he was the one who was wrong. Tomorrow he would call his doctor and friend, everything would have to have an answer and he needed it fast.

She heard the door open to the adjacent bathroom and she withdrew her hand from her eyes to see her lover walk out in a low-cut, short dress that left nothing to the imagination. Another man would have been drooling at that moment, his shapely white legs and his skin glistening and still damp from the bathroom. Dulse knew well how to keep her partner pleased, a pity that at that moment Falcon had his mind beyond what he could imagine.

For a moment the alpha saw the face of his employee instead of his girlfriend and his body hardened so much that it hurt and the excitement increased that he gasped. He got up with his eyes shining and grabbing her wrist he threw her on the bed and swallowed her whole. 

Going through her worked body, her small and hard breasts, the feminine humidity where she was immersing herself stronger and stronger, but without removing in front of her eyes the mental image of that girl, of whom he was sure was his destined partner.

Silver felt an uncomfortable noise, after another, around him and covered his head with the pillow.

Who dared wake her up before the alarm went off?

A hand ran down her back after sinking the mattress to her right.

The beta sighed between dreams. The least she wanted at almost five in the morning, with a terrible night's sleep, was to face her boyfriend who was surely upset by her indifference. He did not quite understand that she was an adult and independent woman and needed her space, not a man who wanted to control her life, for that she already had her job.

-What do you want?- He said thickly, without opening his eyes under the pillow.

"We have things to talk about dear- he cursed the moment his mother had given Hans the key.

-You can't wait unless it's my time to wake up- she pretended that her voice trailed off- I'm working overtime-

Apparently he didn't like her answer, as he yanked the pillow off her.

-Silver, I told you I want to talk now- but she did not respond and continued without moving.

Hans clicked his tongue and squeezed the pillow. He got up and took off most of his clothes to lie down next to his girlfriend, putting his arm around her waist.

Silver waited until his breathing was steady to open his eyes. Only she knew that she had pretended to be asleep. Hans could be uncompromising when unresponsive and his head had too much to deal with at the moment.

A ray of sunlight struck his face accompanied by the piercing sound of his alarm. She stretched out her arm and turned it off lazily, at the end she had fallen slightly into Morpheus's arms, which did not mean that she had rested, the damned of her boss had appeared in her dreams to have sex with her, the last thing she lacked.

He barely stirred with that arm on his body that limited his movements and prevented him from getting up to shower.

-A quick one in the morning?- She felt her partner's husky voice behind her and brushing against her buttocks.

-I'll be late- She hated morning sex, her body was still numb from sleeping and the invasion was always painful, even if she hid it.

-It'll just be a quick one, come on- The hand on her waist moved to her crotch and caressed her, though it was never enough to arouse the excitement a woman needed.

In the end she gave in, she knew that if she did he would forget everything from the night before and would not have to listen to him, her future husband was that simple, because unlike other people of the same class, in the middle of the 21st century she had a marriage fixed, one from which he could not escape.

***

Falcon's secretary entered the design department in search of his director who was standing behind the 27-inch monitor, fingers wobbling and a cup of steaming tea at her side. The other companions copied her action and were unable to do less than her, that could cost them.

Leo walked there and despite standing next to him she paid him no attention.

-Director Miller- 

-I'm busy- said the mechanic as his eyes moved from corner to corner of the screen and he typed faster.

Leo was impressed with how much progress had been made in just a few hours. It would be a shame if that woman was an omega, not having her in the company would be a waste. I would see what he would do when the papers he had requested arrived.

-The President wishes to see it-

-I am busy-

-Want to see it now-

-Silver hit the table with the open plants causing a high and dull sound that startled everyone present.

Do I have to repeat it? Tell him that as soon as I finish I'll see what he wants, now I'm against time," he said through his teeth to turn and go back to his business.

By not sleeping her mood was bad, and being interrupted made her worse. He took a sip from the teacup, not caring about the temperature, and went about his business as Leo made his way back to his boss's office. There would be a fight and he didn't want to be around.

***

-Won't you come?- Falcon didn't seem surprised.

He tapped the ground with the toe of his shoe before getting up and walking past his secretary.

-President where are you going? - Leo was excited

-To show who's boss in this company-