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 cure for cancer, but think about the people who go through a series of pains and drugs for treatment. Please make this easy.” I sighed as I stared at Azrael, who had another cigarette in his mouth and his legs crossed.
I had to be patient; I had to be calm because all this was amusing to Azrael; if not, he wouldn’t be doing this to get a reaction out of me.
The doorbell rang, and I was grateful to whoever was at the door for giving me a solid reason to break the conversation that would lead to a fight and probably a reason for Azrael to drop me.
I opened the door and stared at the female, who stood at the door with a box in her hand. She was beautiful with medium-length blonde hair, and she covered her eyes with a pair of sunshades. She dressed like a model with a fur coat and high black boots, piercings on her ears, nose, and lip with a candy stick in her mouth.
“Can I help you?” I asked as she shoved the box in my hand and walked in.
“Mitsu.” The blonde said as I closed the door.
Azrael must have a thing for blonde, skinny girls that seemed to be extravagant, but I wasn’t one to judge or question beyond boundaries.
“Hara, I told you not to come here.” Azrael said with an annoyed frown as this girl, Hara, straddled Azrael’s thighs as I stared at her confidence before I removed my eyes.
“I missed you. Plus, sis Daphne has been whining to me about how you treated her in front of an omega; turns out you have a new lover. Say, say… Do you like him?” She asked as she took off the shades to reveal eyes of two different colours, brown and green.
“Please don’t read whatever you want about me and Azrael! Also, I’m a married man!” I informed her as she laid her head on Azrael’s chest who didn’t have any interest in anything happening.
“Infidelity still happens even when married, plus there’s no way someone sleeping with Mitsu would call him Azrael. I’m sure you’ve imagined sleeping with Mitsu.” She said as she climbed off Azrael and sat by his side before my eyes went to Azrael, who smirked at her insinuation.
“I’m leaving.” I said as I ran and picked my bag before I ran out of the house disproving nothing she said.
Azrael was handsome, but my relationship with him was strictly business, plus I loved my husband more than anything. It was irritating, but nothing pissed me more than people claiming my feelings for my husband to be shallow or I was desperate to be Azrael’s editor because I wanted to sleep with him.
I believe people should sleep with the one they love because sex was too intimate for me to treat so casually like Azrael and I refuse to be placed in the loose categories people claim omegas to be.
I stared at my plate as I chewed deep in thought before I felt someone’s arm on my shoulders and I leaned back and smiled when I saw Ben with a concerned look.
“What’s wrong, babe?” Ben asked as I dropped my spoon.
“It’s nothing that important.” I replied as I gathered the plates together.
“You zoned out throughout the conversation; you do that when you’re troubled.” Ben said as I sighed and placed my hand on my head.
“I feel insecure about my job. I feel like I’m not trying my best because since I started working closely with my author two weeks ago, he hasn’t written anything. He feels more unmotivated, and he’s giving me a tough time. I’m scared that the problem is from me.” I explained as Ben knelt at my feet and held my hands before he kissed them.
“If there’s one thing I love about you, Leslie, is your tenaciousness. Many people expect nothing from us, especially you, but you keep on proving them wrong with a humble smile on your face. They had so many editors in that company, but they chose you because you have what it takes. You are young and determined. Also, if you can’t do it… it’s never wrong to quit. Maybe not the job, but the role.” Ben advised, and I smiled at him.
“Bennett Campbell, why do you keep making me fall in love with you over and over again?” I asked as Ben flashed his teeth before he brought his lips to mine.
“Because you are mine.” Ben said as I chuckled before he lifted me off the chair and I wrapped my arms around his neck.
“It’s been a while since we last had fun. I’m craving white buns.” Ben said as I laughed as he carried me to our room.
“You still have to wash the dishes.”
“I’ll take care of that after you.” Ben said, and I moaned when he nibbled on my neck.
The elevator door opened, and I was surprised when I saw Director Pemba looking jovial as always this morning.
“If it isn’t our little Leslie?” Uncle Bob said as I smiled.
“Good morning, sir.” I greeted as I turned to his secretary who had a straight face and waved at him.
“How is Reina’s team treating you? They’re not the nicest lot in the building.” Bob said as he placed his hands in his pockets.
“We’re getting along very much, especially with Ash.”
“Ash? That’s nice to hear. How about with your author? Our star writer?” Bob asked as my smile fell and I tightened my hold on my bag.
“Sir, I wanted to…”
“You want to quit?” Bob asked as I stared at him in surprise before I shook my head.
“Mr. Bethan gives me a tough time, but I’m sure he’ll come around. I wanted to ask this question that has been bothering me.”
“Okay.”
“Why me? I’m sure the management knows that Azrael dislikes omegas, plus the fact he hasn’t completed the series of his last work and getting him with someone who has dealt with authors with such a personality is possible since we have qualified people. So why me? Why was I; a beginner in a professional organization chosen for such an immense honour? I know I should be thankful, but I feel that if I don’t get the answer, I’ll never look beyond my nose.”
Uncle Bob was quiet before he hummed in thought and tapped his foot. He looked at Sawyer, his secretary, who nodded and left the both of us alone without interference.
“To be honest, I asked myself the same thing about you when I saw your profile. There was nothing special about you I haven’t seen in someone except that you were an omega that married a beta, and that’s unbelievable these days.” Uncle Bob said, and I felt slightly offended at what he said.
“However, Azrael didn’t think so when we brought potential candidates. He basically said he wanted someone who had nothing to do with the company as his editor and your profile was the only one. He commented a positive statement.”
“Are you saying that…”
“We didn’t choose you Leslie, Azrael did. I’ve known that kiddo ever since he was young, can’t say much about his childhood or his family, but he didn’t have the best childhood, so his behaviour is quite acceptable. I don’t know what he saw in you, especially since he doesn’t mix with your gender, but what I’m sure of is, Azrael didn’t want an editor.”
I watched as Bob smiled and pulled out one of his hands before he patted my shoulders.
“I’ve said too much, but I have a lot of expectations from you, Leslie. I’ve come to like you ever since I met you.” Bob said before he walked away and I watched him leave.
Azrael didn’t want an editor, yet he chose me. So why? Why did he choose me?
I pondered as I walked to my table before I sat down and my eyes fell on the children’s storybook. ‘All Alien needs is a friend.’
I picked up the book and slowly flipped through, smiling at the childhood memories that were attached to this book. I stared at the title and I quickly raised my head.
All Azrael needs is a friend.
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
AzraelI was mad, and I was mad for a good reason.“Hoy kid.” I said, as Leslie smiled awkwardly.“I just remembered that I have this thing to do for Reina at the office. I’ll see you tomorrow.” Leslie said, while avoiding my gaze before he left.Strange.“Omega, I need…” He replied by shutting the door with a text message a few minutes later.Another excuse.This went on many times. When we meet, he had something to do; if we had to be around each other, he avoided my gaze and maintained space with his eyes stealing gazes occasionally when he assumes, I’m unaware.I grabbed the cup and chugged the drink before placing it on the table and pouring myself another one.“It’s one of those days.” Mike said as he exhaled smoke. “What crawled out of your pants?”“What’s that supposed to mean? Mitsuki isn’t someone to be in a
LeslieI focused on editing an author under my team’s management work when I heard a loud ruckus. I was startled at the noise and peeked to understand what was happening.“I have great news, everyone. To celebrate our new employee and making another successful book by author R. K Rowling under our editor Jade Lee; the management has rewarded us with a team picnic with all the authors we handle.” Reina said like she had just won the lottery and it shocked me how everyone banged their table in excitement.“Hey Sven, what’s so special about a picnic?” I whispered, as Sven moved closer.“Any picnic hosted by the company always has prize money. Depending on the game, the prize varies. Team B won one grand for category editor-author leg race. Reina won a new car from an eating contest.” He replied as I stared at him in shock.“Is the management really okay?” I asked, and he nodded.“You
They said it was going to be our team, authors and one invite; an approximate of thirty people, but here we were in a perfect and large private outdoor space with a few board members and their dates.The editors I've assisted introduced me to the other authors. They were super friendly, shocked that an omega like me was the one who improved their work, but friendly in summary as we exchanged names and business cards.I haven’t spoken to Ben since he left and I was going to block him if he tried to call to make any excuse other than where and how he’d get to me. Azrael also wasn’t here, but everybody expected the same from him.“Are you enjoying yourself our little Leslie?” Uncle Bob asked as I stared at the jovial mood at the party. It was colourful and everyone you could never imagine in anything casual was very casual.“Yes, I am. Thank you for honouring our team with this reward.”“Thank you for making us number one. I was hoping you’d be here with your partner. I wanted to see the