When it comes to his profession, Seth can talk non-stop. It was his gasoline, his engine, his food, his heart, and his soul. The only light in the dark. Fashion design was his baby."Shall we begin, Mr. Salvians?" a soft and sweet smile flashed on his face yet he exudes a bold aura ready to fight whoever was on his way. Seth was unlike any other typical omega, he knew what he wants, he will fight for what he wanted and he will strive to get what he wants even if it means clashing with an alpha.Mr. Salvians looked at him from the bottom to the top, his eyes fixed on the omega’s eyes for a second, "Please, Mr. Lacklored." "I have five minutes, so reserve your question at the end of my presentation." He took the laser pointer and a black pen, "here's a pen if you don't have one."Mr. Salvians slightly raised his brow upon hearing the last line, he took the pen and played with it in between his slender fingers. He sits with his back propped on the back of the chair, his index finger unc
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