3. Personal Assistant Job
It seemed like only minutes had passed when Alyssa opened her eyes, seeing the sunlight flutter through the curtains of her flat.
Alyssa was staying at her uncle's old apartment for a temporary period of time until she earned enough money to get an apartment of her own. At first, the omega was scared to stay alone, but then again, she had no choice.
Her eyes went towards the clock on the bedside table and let out a small whimper as she stretched out under the covers. Alyssa blinked tiredly as she realised that it was the day of her interview.
This was the most significant opportunity of her life.
It all started with a simple suggestion from her uncle, who claimed that he would get her out of misery. He insisted that he could pull some strings to get her a permanent position at the company. She nearly screamed in excitement, asked him to keep his promise while she did her research.
This was one of the biggest record companies in the world. There were multiple branches everywhere, including LA and London, but the main branch, or what you would call headquarters, was right in the heart of New York.
For as long as she could remember, Alyssa had always been the centre of attention. Alphas sent her love notes through her locker, held the door open for her wherever she went, and, if they were rich Alphas that were under the inheritance of prominent business people, they would go over the top and buy small presents for no particular reason. That’s why she loathed their kind who thought they were superior to omegas and can buy their affection.
She hated the attention unlike other omegas did. The omega was tired of the romantic gestures that Alphas showed her. As much as she wanted to throw it back on their faces, her mother held her back.
Omegas were not allowed to talk back or be harsh with the Alphas in her pack. They would be punished for that. She remained unmated for one reason: out of all of the Alphas that showered her with their affections; they only wanted one thing from her...sex. It wasn’t hard to figure that out.
Alyssa was told that her kind was special and that’s why she held the omega status very seriously. She wasn't stupid like unfortunately, many omegas who thought of themselves as nothing but fucktoys of Alphas.
That kind of mentality was damaging, which is why the young Alphas took advantage of omegas. They try to win them over, often even physically fighting just to have a single chance with them. Omegas tended to be hopeless romantics because of their sweet, gentle, submissive nature. Alyssa was aware of this and; therefore, she refused to fall in love with an Alpha just for their physical strength and wealth.
Alyssa wanted to fall in love with someone who loved her for her and not just because she was an omega.
A sigh slipped out of her lips at that. She rolled over onto her left side, letting her warm cheek hit the coolness of the pillow. Thinking about it now, the omega was glad that she was still a virgin, unlike most of her former friends in school. It was difficult to watch her friends give themselves up to Alphas, who only wanted them during their omega heats. Even when not in heat, Alphas craved an omega to fuck then throw them away once they were satisfied. That’s why their pack had many omegas who dealt with unwanted pregnancies in high school.
It’s not like she wasn’t asked out before. Despite that, she tried to avoid going into that and committing to some Alpha who wanted her for her bod. Alyssa knew one day she would find herself a worthy deserving Alpha who would be suitable to mate with and share a claiming bond on the side of her neck.
Before she could even think about mating, she had to look after her mother and her brother. They needed to be well off before she decides to move away and start a family of her own. Her first year of uni she was worried about them to the extent that her most time was spent worrying about them.
Conan, her younger brother, graduated last year and waiting to be accepted in his desired college. Before that, she had to arrange for his money. He did not want to study in their pack community college because it did not meet his standards. She could understand that going through her years of college all by studying on her own.
The omega closed her eyes, listening to the faint sounds of cars and busy city life just outside her flat. Her uncle’s old flat reeked of fungus and alcohol. A combination she didn’t want to think about. If anything she was excited about the possibilities ahead, with her plan to work and study her desired subject in the near future.
The job was a gateway for her to earn enough money. She smiled into her pillow before pulling the covers away and getting out of the bed.
When she got out of the washroom, the omega realised Alyssa needed to hurry up. Without thinking, she picked the nearest outfit that deemed to be professional.
Slipping into her clothes, she hurried out of the apartment. Her uncle told her that he would help her get to the BEFORE building, but he didn’t show up, messaged her he was stuck in the traffic. Having no option, she decided to take a cab instead. Maybe that will make her reach sooner.
She underestimated the New York traffic. It took her twenty minutes more just to reach the inside the building. As if that wasn’t enough, the security guard stopped her and asked for the ID, which additionally took her even more minutes. That frustrated her to no end.
When she slid inside the office, the elevator was on the top floor. She roamed her eyes around before hurriedly rushing towards the private elevator. The omega had no choice, alright.
The moment she stepped inside, she noticed the two Alphas, towering over her. Alyssa breathed through her mouth, trying not to let their collective scents affect her. Her mouth watered at their addictive thick vanilla and musk scent.
Alyssa knew better to indulge them. She stared ahead instead of meeting their eyes. Better to be safe than sorry. When they struck the conversation, she couldn’t resist but reply to them. At first glance, they seemed approachable and decent. Their eyes on her face and not her chest. That was indeed shocking because most of the Alphas stared at her tits first.
As soon as the lift came to a stop, she barely glanced at them and quickly rushed towards the waiting room. Smoothening a hand down her jeans, she peeked inside the room. There were lot of them so the omega took a deep breath before pushing the door and entered in.
She wiggled in her seat, impatiently. Her heart pounded in her chest as the omega waited for the interview in the room filled with other desirable women.
Alyssa guessed the majority of the women wanted to secure the same job as well. Tiny miniskirts and low cut tank tops seemed to be the new fad when going to an interview for BEFORE. No, she wasn’t trying to judge any of them, but it’s something she noticed the minute she walked in. The omega desperately needed a job, and she doubted any company would take her if she got rejected.
Even though her uncle did assure her that he talked to the CEO, it was the boss who made the final decision.
A sharply dressed woman walked out. She had blonde hair and a tight smile the moment she spotted all the young crowd sitting on the bench. Alyssa held her breath as she strode towards them.
“Hello. Good morning. My name is Paris Smith. Welcome to BEFORE. The candidates who are late may leave. We don’t appreciate tardiness.”
The omega tensed at that. She was also one of them who arrived a bit later than others. Thinking about it made her cheeks flush. Her eyes roamed around the room, and they all squirmed in their seats. Obviously, they were all worried about the job.
But how were they going to find out who’s late? Alyssa thought to herself. Maybe she won’t leave after all.
Paris politely smiled. “I’m sure you all must be thinking, how will I find out who’s late and who’s not? Easy. We check the cameras.”
Every one started murmuring, staring at each other while Alyssa stilled in her seat. A loud chorus of complaints and groans was immediately followed. She noticed how the woman rolled her eyes, as though used to this treatment.
How in the world was she going to cut? As far as she knew, the omega was the last one to step inside the waiting room. Dread settled in her stomach, and she clenched her eyes as Paris started to call out names.
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