29 : Annoyance

Flore watched the alpha with annoyance.

He sighed not knowing what to say.

Arnold was there again. Gisele had allowed the alpha to take the omega to the coffee shop closest to the club.

Two tables away, Arnold's secretary - Raymond - and one of Gisele's bodyguards were drinking their coffee in silence.

Arnold had been admiring the omega for thirty minutes.

His rosy cheeks, peachy skin, small nose, furrowed brows and full lips. Flore was simply resplendent.

" - I thought you wanted to sleep with me." Flore said, breaking the silence.

" - I didn't come for that," Arnold repeated with a sigh for the umpteenth time.

" - Why did you buy me then?" Flore asked casually.

" - To discuss," Arnold said with a sincere smile.

" - I don't want to talk to you," said Flore.

" - And I don't want to sleep with you," Arnold retorted.

Flore arched his eyebrows and Arnold added:

" - Even if I feel like it."

Flore turned his head, already exhausted by their exchange.

" - Look, I just want to show you my sincerity," Arnold said.

" - And I already told you that I didn't care shit about it." Flore hissed, annoyed.

" - I want you to know the truth."

" - I don't want to know."

" - Flore please…"

" - For fuck sake ! Don't you understand that I hate you !"

Arnold swallowed hard his saliva. He knew Flore hated him, he knew it, but it still hurt to hear it.

" - I'm willing to be hated all my life by you if you let me be by your side," Arnold finally said.

" - What are you trying to do ?" Flore fumed. " You're making me the villain of the story by behaving like that ! And I'm not the one at fault !"

" - I know… I know… It's me and…"

" - That's not the point !"

Arnold fell silent, perplexed by Flore's quavering voice.

" - How can you say it's your fault ? You weren't there," Flore said in a small voice.

Arnold moved from his chair to crouch down next to the omega.

" - I'm at lost Flore. I will not ask for forgiveness, but please, let me stay with you."

" - Why ? Feeling guilty? Do you think that everything will be okay if you act pitiful with me ? Do you think I will just cry on your shoulder and ask you to hold me !?"

Arnold couldn't utter a word. He had never thought about all of that. He genuinely wanted to have the omega in his life. But he knew it wouldn't be easy.

" - Fucking alphas," Flore hissed again.

" - Yeah… I'm just as you say," Arnold said with a small smile.

" - Are you a masochist ?!"

Arnold laughed and stood up.

" - I'm not," he answered still smiling. " If it was someone else I would snap back. But it's you. I will do anything to prove you that I don't want to hurt you… not anymore. "

" - If I ask you to kill yourself will you do it ?"

" - Yeah."

Flore frowned. He looked at his cupcake waiting in a plate.

" - Three months…" he repeated as he remembered his conversation with Gisele. " I'm going to make you suffer." He stated then before he took a bite of the cake.

Arnold smiled happily.

" - Alright."

***

Aurore was nervous. She had been texting Arnold for two days, but he still hadn't replied.

"Where are you?", "Call me back", "Baby, we need to talk", "See you at the hotel tonight at the same time", "Fuck! Arnold where are you !?"

" - Something wrong dear?" asked Mrs Taha, Hassan's mother.

Aurore put her phone on her legs and grabbed her glass of champagne.

" - I'm a little worried about the project," she answered then.

Thanks to Hassan's mother, Aurore was finally going to be able to inaugurate her first beauty and cosmetics agency.

She had endured so much to get here. The boring outings with Hassan's mother and even the endless charity galas. Aurore had done everything for Hassan's family to support her in her future projects.

" - Tell me, how are things with my son ?" Mrs Taha asked.

" - Good," Aurore answered with a sweet smile.

Things with Hassan were even going great. Hassan took great care of her. He showered her with gifts and took her everywhere. He succumbed to her every whim and idolized her. But… her heart no longer fluttered at the sight of the alpha.

No, the person who turned her on was Arnold.

Arnold was different. Dark and untameable. Aurore loved riding him. Arnold made her feel things she never thought she would know.

They weren't dating. She was just another hookup, but Arnold treated her well. Aurore had the feeling she was important for the man.

Otherwise, why would he agree to see her again?

Aurore was sure that Arnold shared her feelings, but her relationship with Hassan prevented the alpha from getting even closer.

Her friends told her she was wrong. That Arnold only saw her as another hole, but Aurore wasn't convinced.

For the time being, Aurore couldn't break up with Hassan. She would drop the alpha after her agency opened and ask Arnold to formalize their relationship.

Come to think of it, she should have gone with Arnold all along. Arnold was far more capable than Hassan and his family was far more powerful than the Taha.

After her lunch with Mrs Taha, Aurore climbed into her car and drove to the hotel where Arnold lived. For some reason she didn't know about, Arnold preferred to sleep in one of his hotels.

While driving, she received a call from Hassan.

" - Hey Baby Girl!" Hassan cooed when Aurore answered. " Where are you? Mum just called to tell me dinner went well."

" - Yeah...Mother was just lovely with me." Aurore said.

" - Are you coming today ?"

" - I must first go to the workshop to collect documents for the inauguration. I might working until very late. Don't wait for me." Aurore explained.

"- Okay! Call me when you get home." Hassan said before he hung up.

Of course it was a lie. She had already gone to the workshop this morning. In truth, she wanted to spend her evening with Arnold. She hadn't seen the alpha since their escapade at the SS Club. She missed him.

Her pussy was throbbing just at the thought of having him inside her.

Once at the hotel, she was greeted by the same receptionists, three betas she thought were stupid and who also hated her - but Aurore didn't know that.

" - Miss," greeted the eldest of the three, who was also the head receptionist.

" - The same room," Aurore said without even returning her courtesy.

" - I'm sorry to inform you that President Williams isn't here," the head receptionist told him.

Aurore frowned. It had been hours since she had warned Arnold of her visit.

" - When will he arrive?" Aurore asked irked.

" - President Williams won't be coming tonight either." informed the head receptionist.

" - Either ?!" Aurore asked impatiently. " Where could he be ?!"

" - At his place," replied one of the other two receptionists.

"- You mean at his parents'?" Aurore asked confused.

" - No, at his place. His own house." the last receptionist interjected, mockingly.

" - But... he doesn't live here? He told me he lived here." Aurore insisted.

"- He doesn't live here. He only stayed for his informal meetings or if he worked late." explained the head receptionist.

" - So where does he live? " Aurore hastened to ask.

" - We are sorry, but we cannot provide you with this information."

Aurore got angry :

" - He knows I'm here to see him, so tell me where he lives!

" - We are strictly prohibited from distributing this information to anyone."

" - I am his girlfriend !" Aurore got carried away. "And I will soon be the future Mrs. Williams! Give me his address. "

The head receptionist sighed. She dialed a number under Aurore's victorious gaze.

Aurore heard the beta say something and comply. Two minutes later, she hung up and waved to the security guard.

" - Will they come with me to his house?" Aurore asked, however suspicious.

" - No. President Williams has authorized us to take the necessary measures in the event of turbulence." the receptionist told her.

" - What do you mean ?" Aurore asked, lost.

" - What is going on ?" the security guard intervened.

"- Take this woman outside please." replied the head receptionist.

The security guard complied.

"- What are you doing!? Let me go!" Aurore yelled, drawing attention to herself. "You're going to pay me! I'm going to get you fired!"

The security guard walked her to her car.

Aurore slammed the door and drove off. That damn receptionist had dared to disrespect her.

Aurore tried to call Arnold again, but she got voicemail.

What was happening ? The alpha had never been quick to reply but after four or five messages he always ended up replying to her.

Aurore has decided to return to Hassan. He was the only one who could provide her with answers.