10 rules of a Secretary chapter 38

Han Doha, recalling his dinner with Jeong Gayun from a few days ago, bit his lip in frustration.

If he didn’t, the feral alpha instinct inside him might drive him to devour the person lying beside him.

He had thought he was free from alpha instincts, but now that he had the chance, he felt like a racehorse with blinders, focused only on the finish line. He realized he was, indeed, an alpha.

An alpha with a sticky, repulsive possessiveness over what was his.

Now he understood why the chairman had been so anxious about getting him married.

How torturous it must be, knowing that your mate was secluded somewhere far away.

He was dying with longing even with the person right beside him.

After trying to calm himself down by thinking about something else, Han Doha took a deep breath.

“Haa…”

The faint scent of the sea lingered in the air. It was similar to the scent of the cologne the man used every day.

Pheromones were hard to describe with existing fragrances, yet he insisted on using a similar scent of cologne.

Those with traits usually avoided cologne. No one in the world liked having their natural pheromones mixed with an artificial scent. So what Han Doha did was strange, even to outsiders.

But the one person closest to him didn’t seem to find it odd. That was fine by him. He hadn’t expected them to understand anyway, so there was no room for disappointment.

Han Doha pressed his lips repeatedly against the rounded shoulder, then slowly moved his lips along the shoulder line.

He moved past the nape of the neck and reached the earlobe, lightly biting and sucking it before moving further up to nibble on the ear cartilage.

His hand continued to gently pat the flushed back, as if to reassure, but there was a hint of impatience in the way he nibbled and sucked.

What on earth should he do? If he were to flip him over right now, slap him on the butt, and demand an explanation for what he’s doing, would he spill everything in tears? Or would he lash out in anger?

Whatever it might be, it wouldn’t be pleasant.

Should he pretend not to know? His mind was in turmoil, endlessly stirring up thoughts.

Han Doha inhaled the faint scent that lingered sporadically, savoring it. If he were to find out the truth…

“It wouldn’t work out, would it?”

He whispered faintly, almost inaudibly, to the one who had fallen asleep exhausted after leaving a deep mark on the spot where his lips had touched for so long.

“Tell me what you’ve been up to.”

‘I will wait until you tell me, Seonyul.’

At the sound of my name, I jerked awake. But all I could see was an empty bed.

The sun was already high in the sky, and the sunlight was streaming in brightly through the window.

Staring blankly at the light, I raised my hand to feel the mask and wig on my face.

It felt like someone had called my name, but it must have been a dream. Thank goodness I wasn’t caught.

“Sigh…”

A sigh of relief escaped me. The wig was slightly disheveled but still in place, and the mask was no different.

As I rubbed my face with my hands and sighed again, I was suddenly amazed that this clumsy plan had worked.

We didn’t talk much, but he didn’t recognize my voice.

Even after spending eight years together, the man didn’t recognize me just because I wore a mask and a wig.

Just those little things.

Of course, I hardly spoke, but even without considering those trivial details, I was foolish to think this plan would succeed.

Am I insane?

As I murmured quietly and tried to get up, I felt a sting in my arm and looked down.

At the same time, something gripped my waist and pulled me backward.

I let out a sound of surprise.

Then, feeling the fabric against my back and the warmth seeping in, I opened my eyes wide.

“You’re awake?”

It was Han Doha.

I nervously glanced around, not knowing how to respond, and kept my mouth shut.

He kissed the back of my neck, straightened the messy wig to one side, and then lightly kissed my shoulder.

“Why aren’t you saying anything? You were so talkative yesterday. I even enjoyed listening to your moans. Did I dream it?”

I wish you’d just think of it as a dream… or maybe as stepping in something unpleasant and go away.

Instead of saying what I really felt, I slowly lifted my hand and wrote on his arm that was wrapped around my waist.

[I’m leaving.]

“…So after using me, you’re discarding me?”

What kind of nonsense is this?

Using and discarding?

Isn’t that what CEO Han does best?

I was about to turn my head in bewilderment when he lightly bit my shoulder, causing me to freeze.

“Use and discard? After I served you so well. I even put it in my mouth.”

I hurriedly turned around and covered his mouth with both hands.

That filthy mouth of his.

As I shook my head, signaling him to stop, the corners of CEO Han’s eyes softened. I could feel the sensation of his lips against my palm.

He kissed my hand with a soft peck, then wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close to his chest.

When I hesitantly lowered my hand, he grasped my trembling wrist.

Then, he started kissing each of my fingers one by one.

Every spot where his lips touched and released tingled. My heart pounded as his affectionate kisses continued.

“Do you know something?”

“…”

“We haven’t signed the contract yet.”

“…”

“So, I’d like to add a clause.”

His breath seemed to flow into my hand as he repeatedly kissed my palm and then slowly moved down.

The sound of his lips kissing the tender inside of my wrist was almost overwhelming, making my face flush.

What would happen if anyone found out I was doing this with my boss?

The thought of what might happen in the future sent a chill down my spine.

I opened my mouth slightly but quickly closed it again.

Then, I felt the hard edge of his teeth graze the inside of my wrist. CEO Han lightly bit and released it, then smiled mischievously and pecked the spot once more before continuing.

“Do you have an alpha you’re seeing?”

The word “alpha” made me instinctively look at the man before me. I hesitated, then slowly shook my head.

“Then how about we meet once a week? Saturday would be good, or maybe Friday night.”

“…”

“When I saw you yesterday, it seemed like your pheromones were building up too much. If you keep it that way, one day you’ll explode on the street. And when that happens, all the alphas nearby will be in heat and will want to claim you. I doubt getting raped is your hobby.”

“…”

“And if you get knotted and end up pregnant, how do you plan to handle that?”

The more he talked, the more I felt the blood drain from my body. Words like “rape,” “knotting,” and “pregnancy” pierced my ears mercilessly.

It was only then that I realized I was an omega, unable to escape the influence of pheromones.

Just because it had been quiet until now didn’t mean it would continue that way.

CEO Han, noticing that I had gone stiff and silent, planted a kiss on my lips and whispered softly.

“How about we sleep together once a week?”

I had known him for too long to seek any emotional connection. It was awkward to be involved emotionally or physically.

Without a second thought, I started to shake my head, but CEO Han tightened his hold on me.

“I’m suggesting we be sex partners, not lovers. You can release your pheromones regularly, and I get to be with someone I like.”

“…”

“If you want, we can add detailed clauses to the contract. How about it?”

Pheromones… What a ridiculous thing to make such a mess over. I bit my lip as I pondered.

Does this man really not know that I am his Secretary Seonyul?

Or does he know and is just pretending not to?

Is it really possible to deceive him with just this flimsy mask?

My thoughts spiraled out of control.

Before that, if he discovers I’m an omega, could I continue working as his secretary?

The fundamental question arose, and I quickly shook my head.

“You won’t?”

As I shook my head, CEO Han sighed softly and rubbed his cheek against the back of my neck.

“Really, no?”

This is driving me crazy.

Why is he doing this?

Feeling burdened by being in his embrace, I squirmed, and he lightly bit my shoulder before starting to lick it.

He repeated the action several times, then slowly ran his fingers down my back.

After lightly tapping the spot where my waist met my hips, he lingered there as if reluctant to let go.

“Huh…”

A warmth spread through me as I grabbed his arm and shook my head vigorously.

I’m so close to just wanting to die right now, so could you please leave me alone, CEO?

Instead of voicing the words stuck under my tongue, I lifted my hand.

[Trash.]

He stiffened at that.

[Garbage.]

A glance at his face showed that it had turned pale. This bastard probably didn’t even realize what he had said.

[No.]

Evaluating someone as trash and garbage, only to act so differently now, left me speechless.

I sighed and wrote the next word on his arm.

[Apologize.]

“I’m sorry. I was wrong. I won’t do it again.”

Wow, that apology was really fast.

He apologized at least five more times, fervently nodding his head in apology.

He then took both of my hands and brought them under his chin, creating a flower-like gesture.

“Please accept my apology.”

Isn’t this guy really crazy?

My face naturally twisted in disbelief. As the absurdity of it all made my lips tremble, CEO Han took my hand and gave a light peck on it.