Jes, the Alpha CEO of a major company in Bangkok, makes his assistant Bible's life a nightmare. On top of the pressure, Bible must hide his true identity as an Omega, as Omegas are looked down upon and not allowed in such positions.
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Attending such an important meeting and finally showing his face for something he had created—it was a dream come true for Bible.
He was thrilled, yes, but also scared. The company he was meeting with was well-known in the gaming industry, a giant with the power to take his game worldwide under their brand. It was an incredible opportunity, one he'd never dared to imagine when he first started working on his project.
But doubt lingered. What would they think when they saw he was an Omega?
That old, familiar feeling of insecurity crept in, the echoes of past experiences where he'd been judged and underestimated. But this time was different. Bible wasn't going to let those fears control him anymore.
He took a deep breath, squaring his shoulders. He was determined to stand firm.
They either respect me, or I'll find someone who will.
As he entered the meeting room, Bible was led to a grand table, its sleek surface polished to perfection. The air was filled with a quiet hum of importance, the kind of atmosphere that made his heart race with both excitement and nerves.
He took his seat and carefully pulled out his laptop, ready to jot down notes. A small, wistful smile crossed his face as memories surfaced—those days as an assistant, where his sole job had been to take notes for others.
But this time was different.
Now, he wasn't here for anyone else. He wasn't the one sitting silently on the sidelines. He was here for himself, to take notes for his own success and to present something he had poured his heart and soul into.
It was a surreal moment, but one that filled him with quiet pride.
"Bible?"
A familiar voice echoed through the room, instantly recognizable. Bible turned quickly, his eyes widening in surprise. "Jeff?"
There he was—Jeff, standing right in front of him, looking just as composed and confident as Bible remembered.
"What are you doing here?" Jeff asked, striding toward him with a grin and pulling him into a tight hug.
Bible was startled for a moment, but the warmth of the gesture made him smile. He was genuinely happy to see Jeff again after so long. "I... I have a meeting here," Bible replied, still processing the moment. "And what about you? What are you doing here?"
Jeff's grin widened, his eyes lighting up with realization. "Wait, are you the one who created this game?"
Bible hesitated for a moment before nodding, pride glimmering in his expression. "Yes, it was me."
Jeff stepped back, looking at Bible with awe. "Wow," he said, shaking his head in amazement. "I'm surprised, but honestly, not really. It's amazing—and I always knew, back when we were working together at Jes Enterprise, that you were destined for great things."
Bible blinked at the mention of Jes's company, memories rushing back. "You're not working there anymore?" he asked.
"No," Jeff replied with a shrug. "I left after we presented the project successfully. I wanted a change, and now I'm here." He gestured toward a nearby chair. "Sit down. The others will be here soon."
Bible took a seat, feeling an unexpected wave of relief. Knowing that Jeff was working at this company felt like a blessing. Jeff had always been kind to him, and having a familiar face in the room calmed his nerves.
Jeff smiled warmly, leaning back in his chair. "So, you left without saying goodbye, vanished completely, and now you show up here—still as beautiful as ever—and with this masterpiece under your belt? Wow, I'm really happy for you, Bible. Truly."
Bible's cheeks flushed slightly, and he glanced down, feeling a mix of emotions. "I know... I wanted to say goodbye to you guys, but... well, things happened, and I couldn't," he said vaguely, avoiding the details.
Jeff nodded, sensing there was more to the story but not pushing further. "Well, no matter what happened, you've clearly been thriving. I'm glad to see you again."
The room gradually filled as the rest of the team arrived, and Bible took a deep breath, steadying himself. It was time to present his game.
As he walked the group through his creation, explaining the features and the journey of developing it, he couldn't help but notice the stunned expressions on their faces. The murmurs of awe and excitement filled him with a deep sense of pride.
By the end of the meeting, not only was the presentation a success, but they were also discussing the possibility of hiring him to work with their team full-time.
Bible left the building practically floating on air, his heart swelling with joy. Finally, finally, he thought, halfway wiggling his body in a small celebratory dance as he walked. All the hard work, the sleepless nights, the doubts—this moment made it all worth it.
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He couldn't wait to get home to Jem. Jem, his little cheerleader, would love to hear how well it had gone.
Jem was always so proud of his mommy, often telling the other children at kindergarten that his mom was creating a game. And for Bible, nothing in the world meant more than hearing that. Jem's compliments, his bright smiles, his joy—it was everything.
When Jem was happy, Bible was too.
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"Mommy!!!" Tiny footsteps echoed through the apartment as Bible stepped inside.
"Jem, slowly!" Bible said with a wide smile, catching the little boy as he ran straight into his arms. He hugged him tightly, feeling the warmth of Jem's tiny body.
"Uh, I missed you! How was your day?" Bible asked, stroking Jem's soft hair.
"No, how was your presentation?" Jem countered, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
"It went really well. Mommy was successful!" Bible said, laughing softly.
"I'm proud of Mommy. You're the best!" Jem said, his voice filled with adorable conviction.
"Thank you!" Bible replied, showering him with kisses, making Jem giggle uncontrollably.
"Let Mommy breathe, my sweetie," came Fuaiz's tired voice from the living room doorway. The other Omega looked completely worn out.