This wasn't my choice. I didn't want to be born as an omega and forced to pretend to be an alpha just for my survival. Just so I didn't get my face forced down into a pillow by every alpha that passes me by. I had to use alpha cologne and incense burners due to me being allergic to my suppressors. Each heat I have to pray no alphas stand too close. I would shut myself inside my home forever if my omega took over and mated with the first one I saw. Or worse. I would probably comm- let's not think about that. I'm late for my school exams. I rush off the bus and head to class 3B, taking my seat just as the teacher says begin. "That many was looking for someone. God, he made me so scared just by glancing my way. Said something about the Fumihata family owing him a debt or something. Anyway, he was massive. At least six-five. He had handsome tattoos,too. Looked like a Mafia boss." A girl next to him whispered to her friend. Why does someone want to find my family?, he asks himself, writing down answers. Feeling stuck on one, he skips it, planning to come back to it later. A knock at the door makes their teacher jump, him standing up and out of his leather office chair. He opens the sliding door and steps out, closing it behind him. The class goes eerily silent, each students pencil tapping quietly as they listen in, ever the nosy. I comb my hand through my light black curls as I stare at question after question, not curious as everyone else. I just want to get done and go home. One conversation perks his ear, making him freeze. "I'm taking the Fumihatas son rather you move or not. Your job is on the line." A mans rough voice booms into the room. The class looks over at him as he grabs his backpack and heads for the window. They were on the first floor, so a jump from here would probably only sprain his ankle, at worst break a leg. "Kasumi Fumihata." The man says, his breath hot on his neck. He hadn't even heard him come in. He slowly reaches for the windows latch, but his wrist was snatched roughly, the mans other hand digging into his waist as he lifts him with ease. "You shall come to my estate as payment for your father's debt and live out your life as my wife." He says in an dark tone. Kasumi kicks the man in the knee, missing what he was truly aiming for, earning him a hard bite on the back of his neck. A bond mark. He now truly belonged to this monster. He thrashes the best he can, using his free arm to claw at the mans neck from behind, trying to get a good mark on his assailants face. He grumbles and carrys him into the hall, tossing him onto the hard tile floor. Looking up, he sees the man. Recognizing him as the owner of Trilez Industries, and his father's gambling buddy, his eyes widen. "Uraume, escort him to the limo."he says, walking away. A girl with white and red hair approaches him and sedates him with a needle before he could move away. His vision blurs as he falls the rest of the way onto the floor, a single tear streaking down his face. He would be used as a tool for that cruel person now. He had to escape. But with no fight left, his eyes flutter shut, exhaustion and sedatives taking him onto a deep and uncomfortable sleep.
