Rich, pretty ones like him always thought they could waltz through doors with money, and by spreading their legs. Disgusting little shits, batting their lashes and expecting the world to bend over.
His lips curled backwards. And that said omega walked past him and towards the executive elevator like he belonged there. With that stiff face.
He had already suffered enough humiliation for the day and would not tolerate another, especially when it was coming from someone as insignificant as this omega.
Not this time.
"Wait."
But the omega kept on going to the door. "You can't just…"
The panel lit green as the access card was swiped on the card reader. "...use that elevator…"
Then the omega turned, looking him dead in the eye. He slowly lifted his finger to press the top floor button, the movement lingering under the glowing light, as if inviting the other man to try and stop him.
