I picked up an omega. He has fair skin, a delicate body, and releases extreme pheromones in every word and action. It is not a surprise that I am willing to take him home.
I have picked up five, six, seven or eight such omegas.
Sometimes they quarreled, sometimes fought, and sometimes asked me which one of them was better.
I remained silent, not knowing why they were making things difficult for an honest woman.
But until one day, this omega that I picked up recently was pestering me and accidentally exposed the aggressive Alpha pheromone.
While I collapsed, I pinched his pink chest muscles and couldn't let go.
I accepted it with trepidation and trepidation.
But later I discovered that things were not as simple as they seemed now——
Are you saying that my immediate boss, Admiral Zelay, is taking advantage of my kindness in picking up omegas to try to make me a gay?
Intention: Live for me