Married To A CEO. Omega

LEO

Life was never very nice to me. It is always getting me fucked up over every shit one can manage to have in their life. And in my case everything in my life is shit itself. Like my second gender, my family and myself.

In a whole family of alphas I am the one and only omega aside from my mother. Well this is not a thing that can bother me anyway but it doesn't mean it doesn't bother anyone else. In fact, being an omega bothers everyone. My father, mother, brothers and uncle.

They are not pissed because I am different but because I am different. I am better than anyone in my family. And this is why they can't stand me. In spite of being an omega herself, even my mother can't stand me.

But among all of them someone was there who saw me in a different way. Someone who never judged me for being myself. Someone who always stood up for me, stayed by my side when I needed her. My grandmother. She loved me when no one did. But she can't love me anymore. Nor can I. She has left me alone like everyone else and left me in a power struggle which is worsening my relationship with my family even more though it was never better with them in the first place..

I sigh in frustration as I put my forehead on my desk and grip the back of my neck.

"Do you need something, Leo?" Kevin asks worriedly from the couch before my desk.

I wave at him dismissively as I keep my head down, "I am fine, do your work. I just…" My voice gives up in the middle of my last phase.

I just need a break.

"You don't seem so." Kevin's voice grows even more tense and anxious.

I like Kevin. He is my personal assistant and my ex-lover. We dated each other when we were in college. We broke up as soon as we graduated. But he kept insisting on staying by my side when I joined the company, so I appointed him as my assistant and ever since then he has stayed by my side.

I don't have any romantic feelings left for him anymore. I have left them in my past and I hope he has too, because if he is still holding onto them, they will only hurt him and it has nothing to do with me. I am not willing to take responsibility for his heart break.

But I hate it when he becomes so nagging and acts like he is worried about me. It irritates me. I am not his girlfriend anymore. And I don't need someone to worry about me twenty four per seven.

I look at the watch. It's eleven. I need to go home but there is so much paper works left to do and I can't just drop them midway.

Kevin notices my thoughts and stands up from his seat, he comes up to my desk and lands a pile of papers on the desk in front of me. "I think it's enough for the day. You should go home now."

"No, I need to work more. There is so much more left to do." I state determinedly.

"We can do it tomorrow too." He tries to negotiate.

"No" I dismiss our meaningless conversation then and there.

***

Sometimes I find myself regretting my decisions, like how I am now. I should have listened to Kevin when he told me to go back last night. If I had done so I wouldn't have sat before my father first thing in the morning, looking at me like if he could he would love to snap my neck now and here. I am not one of those people who will be infuriated from this kind of intense glare, though it still makes me wonder what I did to deserve this kind of glare.

My father slams a bundle of paper before me, "You have only two weeks." He says, his face dark as if he is holding back a heavy wave of anger in there.

Well, I couldn't care less about it.

"I know." I pick up the bundle of paper as I don't even bother to bat an eye to him, that makes him even angrier.

"Marry James, Leo." His voice is even more serious than before.

"And do you think I would do that, just because you say so?" I ask him sarcastically, though it is not a question.

"You will. Or you have to let go of the chairman post for good." He coldly threatens me.

Who does he think he is? Does he think I will do anything he tells me just because he is my father? If so, then he is wrong. I could care less about his threats and much less about him.

"I am required to marry to take over the company but there is no time limit for that." I say pointedly, poking right in my father's chest with my words and cold gaze.

"I know this is written in the will but we can't give you any more time than we already have. In two weeks there will be a board meeting, in that meeting we will decide our new chairperson. If you don't find someone to marry before that, you will have to withdraw your name as the candidate for the chairperson." He states with utmost displeasure as if just talking to me and seeing my face makes his tongue go sour.

"I see." I say indifferently.

"Are you even taking this seriously?!" This time he loses his forced composure at last as he spits, "You son of bitch! What do you think of yourself, huh?" He jumps off his seat, "You filthy omega! Just marry James and let your uncle take over!" He huffs as he just cursed me without even breathing, pointing a figure at me.

I push a glass of water to him unhurriedly.

He glares down at me, kicks at the table furiously and leaves my office.

After he is gone Kevin enters looking worried, "Why did he look so angry? What did you guys talk about?" He asks, looking over his shoulder.

"Nothing. And this is not something you need to worry about." I take the pad from his hand, "What is it about the board meeting? You never said anything about it." I interrogate him, my eyes on the pad's screen as I skim through my today's schedule.

He startles as if he is caught red handed doing something he should not but he quickly pulls himself together, "Yes, the notice just came in. Do you want to see it?"

"I would rather not." I don't look up to him from today's schedule.

"So…," He hesitates, "what are you going to do about the matter?" He asks nervously.

"What mattar?" I look at him this time as I cocks my brow and make him flinch.

"A-about the marriage of course." I am actually impressed that he has the guts to ask me this question.

"Kevin," He shudders as I spell out his name, "I thought I made it clear that this is up to me who I marry and none of your business, didn't I?" I lean forward a little but don't break my eye contact with him.

Kevin shivers as if the temperature in the room has decreased by a few degrees, "N-no! I-i was just curious! I didn't mean anything!" He hastily explains himself in a panicked tone.

"You better not. My life is mine. What I do with it is certainly my decision. You don't have any right to question it. Know your limits." I warn him coldly.

"Yes!" He acknowledges as he hangs his head low.

"Wow, my Leo is so terrifying when he is angry." Someone says, clapping as he steps into my office, without knocking or asking permission.

I swear they have taken an oath to ruin my day.

"Who is yours?" I reply sharply.

"Woah, don't be so aggressive!" James takes the seat before me and crosses his legs.

God, just seeing his face pisses me off.

"Well, well you could at least do something new to disguise your true pheromones , James." I quickly school myself and smirk, "This is the perfume from my company. Did you think I wouldn't be able to recognize it?"

James' face ashens as I hit him where it hurts the most. His face twitches with anger but he gulps it down, knowing that it will only make things even worse between us and he rather not have it that way.

"I am your partner, Leo." He says pointedly with a forced smile on his face.

"I don't remember saying or doing anything with you that will make me your partner, James'' I say in the same manner but without that fakest and ugliest smile of his.

"You can't have what you want without me, Leo Snow." His tone drops to a threatening one.

"And?" I ask with my same laid-back tone.

James gives me a look.

"I mean I didn't know that I was supposed to marry a scum like you to get my company back."

"Leo!" he yells and lunges forward to hit me but before he even can touch me I tackle him and pin him against the glass table with a loud horrible thud.

"Don't. You. Dare." I enunciate my every word with a murderous intent as I press him against the table more roughly making him choke.

"L-Leo! Please, let go of me." James pleads.

I step aside and let him go of my choke hold. He almost dash out of my office without turning back as if he is running for his life.

The entire time Kevin was just standing next to me without saying or doing anything. I turn to him and grab my jacket from the couch, "Cancel everything. I am going home."

"B-but…" He starts but stops when I give him a look. He follows me out of my office to my car.

I wouldn't have canceled anything but today I have a feeling that if I stay here any longer someone will come and eventually throw shits in my already shitty life. But I never considered my new headache a home before canceling my schedule.

TO BE CONTINUED...