Chapter 219: Fuck them all
Taesan’s POV
I take the lead and Seoha walks behind me as we go towards the meeting room.
From the hallways I can hear the noise coming from the room. They seem happy to meet again...have they forgotten who they work for?
"Welcome sir" an employee greets and holds the door open for me.
The conversations and exchange of pleasantries die down as soon as I step in. The atmosphere suddenly grows heavy and it’s just the way I like it.
Tension. Reverence. Respect.
The smell of fear leaks through someone’s patch and my alpha feeds off it.
How have we gone this long without showing someone the gate of hell? When did I last smell fear in its ugly form?
’Our omega keeps us sane; we don’t need it’ my alpha responds.
The fearful silence grows into something colder as Seoha walks in behind me.
The small omega is doing his best to look composed on the outside, but my mate is a bad liar and an even worse pretender.
His fingers are clenching and unclenching around the end of his shirt.
I hold my hand out and guide him to a seat; not just any seat. My seat.
"What?" he whispers when he realizes that I’m putting him on my throne, but I give him a small and private smile to reassure him.
When I briefly take my eyes off him, I notice how a few of them have changed their facial expressions
They’ve gone from respectful to disgusted.
Oh I’ll fucking give them what to be disgusted with when I pay a visit to their homes later...
With my omega in my seat, I take the one next to him, leaning back and staring everyone down.
"We start the meeting now" I say and most of them people in the room pull out their laptops or documents.
The first person gets up and starts to talk about the survey they carried out.
"Many brands are trying to dabble into the omega fashion line; with smaller companies doing it, I’m sure it would be profitable once we start" someone says and another person takes note.
The main goal of the brand for me is not just the profit, it’s the effect.
It’s giving omega a form of protection.
"We will provide for every class of omegas, so the line is accessible to everyone. There will be different tiers for different class" the next person says and my eyes scan the room.
The last time we sat at this table, there were many people who were opposing my plans. Today, they’re all giving me reasons carry on.
Good.
"Is that all?" I ask and no one responds, so I continue. "So far we are all in agreement" I say calmly, I’m already eager to end this meeting.
The need to make Seoha sit in my lap and scent him till he’s scent-drunk is eating me up.
The longer we stay here, the more likely I am to murder everyone. I don’t like the way they’re fucking looking at my omega.
Would the world understand if I massacre the people who receive their salary from me?
"Meeting dismissed" I say and someone raises her hand.
It’s a female alpha. My biggest investor and the second largest shareholder of Mountain Atelier.
"I have something to say" she starts calmly, and I nod, giving her a go ahead.
"I respect the vision of this company, I respect the plans of Kang Taesan as the head and owner, you haven’t failed us in any aspect" she says.
Min Wonyoung is a refined middle aged female alpha. I’ve known her for a long time now, I’ve known her long enough to know what she looks like without the silver in her hair.
"Yes?" I urge her to continue.
"Yes. My point is, we are entering a very important time in the business. I trust your judgement, but...him" she points to Seoha.
And seeing it coming, Seoha drops his head.
"Him? My mate?" I ask with false calmness, and Wonyoung places both hands on the table.
I see how she softens as she realizes that Seoha is not just any omega.
"Yes. He is your mate, but pleasure stays far from business, I don’t support this" she says and murmurs starts to rise in the room.
"Then don’t support it" I say flatly.
"You don’t understand me. This is a business, I approve of the new fashion line, it’s a brilliant idea. The problem is that this omega is going viral for his...nudes" she waves her hands around in the air as she says ’viral’.
"The account has been taken down" I inform her.
"Yeah, but his ass still pops up" someone snickers and I grip my pen in the same way I’d grip my sword.
But before I can move or stab him, Seoha grabs my hand under the table, squeezing it gently like he’s asking me to calm down.
"This is pushing the loyalty of your customers. If this isn’t fixed, I have no choice but to pull out" she says and I growl.
"Pull out?"
"This is risking a career suicide, I understand the love for one’s mate, but business is...cruel" she says and I tip my head back.
I will not turn the white documents red. I will not turn the white documents red.
"And you suggest?" I ask, keeping my eyes on the ceiling and breathing through my nose.
I don’t feel like stabbing the ceiling. The ceiling is not threatening to pull out of my company.
"Get another omega to model. there are hundreds of omega" she says and Seoha holds me tighter.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Why did I let him come in here?
Now I have to fight against the lust to drive a pen through the eye of the man who spoke about his ass.
"I hope my message has been sent across, Mr. Kang" she says and takes her seat.
The room stays quiet, Seoha stays quiet, the air stays quiet and then I slowly breathe out.
"Design team, present your plans by the Monday. Marketing team, send in the budget. Min Wonyoung, it was lovely doing business with you" I say, getting up and holding out my hand for Seoha.
Seoha looks around before taking my hand. The omega looks shocked as I hold his small hand in front of everyone.
My declaration. Biting him and putting my collar on him isn’t enough.
"You" I point at the one who dared to talk about his ass.
"Send your name to Junho, he should pay you a visit" I say and take my omega out.
Fuck them all.
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