After Little Sweet Omega Runs with the Ball - Chapter 8

The little omega didn’t know why she was so drowsy perhaps she really was exhausted from work.

Song Shuangtian’s eyes were hazy with sleep. All she could sense was the intoxicating fragrance of magnolia blossoms swirling around her, carrying an irresistible allure.

“Don’t go…”

As she murmured, Song Shuangtian nipped at Ji Mingxue’s nape.

Right there, in broad daylight, under the gaze of everyone present, Ji Mingxue’s face instantly turned ashen.

The alpha pressed firmly on the omega’s shoulders, trying to calm down this overly audacious little employee.

What was she doing?

Ji Mingxue’s eyes narrowed into slits. Rationally, she knew she should reprimand Song Shuangtian loudly, but emotionally… she had to admit, Song Shuangtian’s pheromones smelled incredibly good.

“You!”

Ji Mingxue instinctively glanced toward the door, where Eleanor and Lu Xing were touring the company. The latter, quick on the uptake, immediately pulled Eleanor aside.

“Let me show you around elsewhere. There’s nothing interesting here.”

With a sharp click, Lu Xing shut the door behind them, leaving the private office space entirely to Ji Mingxue and Song Shuangtian.

Ji Mingxue: “…”

The alpha’s neck was red and burning from the little omega’s sharp teeth. As an alpha, she naturally had no scent glands on her nape, but under the pressure of those small fangs, the omega’s soft tongue pressed insistently against her skin.

Ji Mingxue’s breathing gradually grew heavier, her fingers gripping the edge of the desk with force.

“Song Shuangtian, stop.”

Half-asleep, Song Shuangtian had no idea what was happening. In her daze, she vaguely remembered counterattacking her detestable boss.

Hmm…

Couldn’t this be considered a major success in her undercover mission?

Tears welled in the little employee’s eyes as she clutched at her boss’s sleeve with surprising strength, like a little red panda clinging to a tree, pulling the other woman closer.

“Boss, I’m so tired…”

Her entire body felt weak and limp, yet the grip of her fingers was astonishingly strong her intent to counterattack was glaringly obvious.

The scent of orange blossoms intertwined with the crisp, cold fragrance of magnolia, merging together until the little omega’s face and neck flushed a delicate shade of pink.

“Sorry… I fell asleep.”

Song Shuangtian’s voice was hoarse as she spoke, her eyes fluttering open in confusion only to see that she had bitten through Ji Mingxue’s skin.

Song Shuangtian: “…”

She was wide awake now.

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t rein in her omega pheromones, which continued to radiate endlessly, driving the alpha wild.

Ji Mingxue dragged her fingers roughly over the gland patch on Song Shuangtian’s nape, her eyes narrowing dangerously, like a venomous snake locking onto its prey.

Lately, she had been suffering from unbearable headaches due to her pheromone imbalance.

Ji Mingxue’s pheromones were unique she was allergic to most suppressants on the market.

Her phone lit up with a message from her doctor about the progress of the experimental pheromone medication, but Ji Mingxue didn’t spare it a glance. She tossed the phone carelessly onto the nearby sofa.

“Song Shuangtian, you’d better give me an explanation.”

Flirting so brazenly in public was deeply humiliating for the CEO of a prestigious jewelry company known for her rationality.

What was even more embarrassing was that she had a physical reaction to Song Shuangtian’s biting.

An alpha, getting turned on from having her neck bitten??

Was this fate, or what?

The moment Song Shuangtian came into view, the alpha lost all interest in that blasted pheromone serum research.

…

After Eleanor left M Group, an uproar erupted within the company.

Countless small employee group chats were flooded with exclamation marks and question marks.

“???? Holy shit, for real? Song Shuangtian from the design department is actually with the big boss??”

“Wow, are we just pawns in their little game?”

“Never saw that coming. I always thought Song Shuangtian just got promoted fast didn’t realize she had that kind of relationship with CEO Ji.”

“…If it were anyone else, I’d say they slept their way up. But Song Shuangtian… her skills are legit.”

“Okay but, being skilled and sleeping with the boss aren’t mutually exclusive, right?”

“Hey, wake up this isn’t ‘sleeping with the boss,’ it’s a power couple situation, okay?”

“Wait, y’all are actually shipping this? Isn’t this just workplace sexual harassment in disguise??”

“You just don’t get it. CEO Ji has never dated any omega before. You call first love ‘workplace harassment’? This is pure romance, goddammit.”

The moment this “first love” theory dropped, the group chats fell silent.

Lu Xing, sipping freshly brewed coffee in her office, nearly choked.

She lurked in various company group chats under pseudonyms, usually to monitor gossip. But this “first love” take struck her as annoyingly plausible.

Out of the corner of her eye, Lu Xing glanced at the tightly shut office door across from her.

In the quiet VP office, a strategic forecast report on ST Group’s recent moves sat beside her hand.

Lu Xing pinched the bridge of her nose, repeatedly considering delivering the report to Ji Mingxue’s office only to leave frustrated each time.

Normally she worried Ji Mingxue worked too hard. Now that the bastard actually had free time to romance someone, it felt off.

The employees weren’t wrong.

This was workplace coercion, plain and simple. Ji Mingxue leveraging her power.

Lu Xing sighed, unsure whether she pitied Song Shuangtian’s derailed career or ST Group’s still-unidentified heir more.

CEO’s office.

Song Shuangtian brought over a cup of freshly ground coffee beans so rare they were only produced overseas in limited quantities.

The omega’s face was stormy. Anyone noticing would’ve seen she’d changed the gland patch on her neck.

With a sharp clink, Song Shuangtian slammed the cup before Ji Mingxue.

“Drink it while it’s hot.”

Ji Mingxue looked up leisurely. “This isn’t how you address a superior.”

Song Shuangtian thought, Stop pretending to be some noble wolf, you fraud, forcing a faint smile. “CEO Ji, your coffee.”

Soft music played from a record player in the corner.

Even this ordinary-looking device was encrusted with precious gems, a testament to M Group’s obscene wealth, evoking visions of opulent yet rigidly hierarchical European courts.

The coffee cooled untouched as Ji Mingxue reviewed transfer documents.

“The western mines need headquarters representatives. You and Cui Yu would be ideal.”

Song Shuangtian frowned. “The western mines are in the middle of the Gobi Desert.”

The idea that working deep in the mountains sounds pleasant is laughable, it’s no surprise that everyone there carries a satellite phone.

Endless stretches of the Gobi Desert stretch before the eyes, nothing but yellow sand as far as one can see. Any vehicle with low clearance would be battered by flying gravel until it broke down, leaving the driver to perish in the uninhabited wasteland.

Of course, the mining area isn’t quite that treacherous.

It’s just devoid of any entertainment or modern comforts.

Ji Mingxue leaned back gracefully in her chair, her long hair slipping over her shoulders, the diamond studs in her earlobes glinting amidst the dark strands.

As the company’s ruler, she wasn’t supposed to concern herself with employees’ feelingsonly to set the unerringly correct course.

And that was indeed the case.

Ji Mingxue was addicted to Song Shuangtian’s pheromones. As an alpha of absolute rationality, she needed to rid herself of the negative influence of an omega’s scent.

Like now, for instance. Ji Mingxue’s expression was icy, nothing like an alpha who had marked an omega.

She was the epitome of a scumbag alpha, the kind who’d be dragged on forums.

Western Mine No. 3 was the latest acquisition by M Group, primarily producing emeralds and diamonds.

The emerald Ji Mingxue had given Song Shuangtian came from there.

Song Shuangtian’s lashes fluttered slightly. Just when Ji Mingxue thought she would refuse, beg for mercy, or even press herself closer in submission.

The omega nodded. “Alright.”

Ji Mingxue paused. “Nothing else to say?”

Employees sent on business trips to Western Mine No. 3 were either the boss’s most trusted confidants or top executives. Gemstone resources and mining conditions were classified secrets in any company.

Under her father’s strict control, even Song Shuangtian knew little about ST Group’s specifics.

Song Shuangtian blinked. “When do I leave?”

Ji Mingxue: “…”

Ji Mingxue cleared her throat, changing the subject. “Coffee? Fresh beans arrived today.”

The usually rich aroma of coffee now smelled like poison to Song Shuangtian. Just the scent made her stomach churn.

Mixed with the coffee was the faint, lingering scent of magnolia pheromones, making Song Shuangtian’s frail body even more uncomfortable.

She wanted to get closer, yet she was afraid.

The alpha’s last shred of conscience made her hand the coffee to Song Shuangtian. As the omega took it, Ji Mingxue’s thumb brushed against the delicate skin of her wrist.

“Ghk—”

Song Shuangtian couldn’t help but turn her head away, retching.

The coffee cup shattered on the floor, its aroma filling the room.

Ji Mingxue’s hand still hung in the air, her fingertips tingling with the memory of the omega’s soft skin.

The alpha’s expression instantly darkened.

What was wrong with this little employee? Did she find her touch repulsive?

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