Chapter 6.

Unhappy.

It seemed like a gray cloud had settled over his head and Dustin couldn't relax even for a second. ¿What calamities had he wished upon another person so that now his karma would come at the hands of that idiot? ¿Was he doing wrong in ignoring his mother and going against the principles of his family? If so, the punishment was too great... and having to endure someone completely unstable and apparently bipolar like that damn Alpha, was the limit in which his life could be left, but encouraging himself he told himself that he wouldn't let him manipulate him through his vulnerable points...

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As a dose he had no experience being an Assistant; he didn't know if he should ask Blake's heartless dog if he needed something or perhaps he should wait for him to call, because after all he had written his phone number by force before being fired from the Spa. 

With his mind on that useless Alpha, he received a message from the unwanted guy he had been thinking about a few moments ago, asking him to buy him a coffee from Rosta Bakery, but Dustin didn't answer the message, because it was obvious that it had been written in a rude way... he hadn't even had the education to put a please and a thank you, he had simply ordered him to do it. Furious as ever, Dustin called a taxi and went to the blessed Rosta Bakery, ordered the coffee to go and asked for an invoice to prove that he had indeed bought it there, however, as he didn't know where he had to go and take the blessed coffee, he decided to answer that message by asking Blake the address where he should make the delivery, and he immediately answered that it was on the 5th floor where I said goodbye to you, that seemed like an irony... or maybe that guy was just hopelessly shameless, but to avoid thinking about it too much he called a taxi again to take him to the Parker family properties. Before getting out of the taxi, Dustin uncovered the coffee and spat it out, then put the lid back on to prevent it from dripping, and with a satisfied smile he got out and entered the large mansion where he had previously worked teaching the children who were nowhere to be seen; it seems that it was true that he had sent them practically forced to a public educational institution.

The butler Luke had been informed that Dustin would be Mr. Parker's Assistant, and that's why he showed him some stairs that were on one side of the mansion and led directly to the 5th floor, so he wouldn't meet anyone on the way, so Dustin went ahead and climbed the stairs cursing that there were so many... 10 minutes later he had reached the last step completely exhausted; and heading to the office he didn't knock on the door, but simply opened it and the first thing he heard was that he should wait 3 minutes... with his mouth open in disbelief, Dustin remained silent, and after 3 minutes he handed him the blessed coffee until he heard the complaint that the coffee seemed to have dripped a little and there was a layer of bubbles on the surface, which caused Dustin to defend himself saying that from the Rosta Bakery to this Office, it was a 30 minute taxi ride, that if he wanted a 3 minute coffee it would have to be one from a traditional coffee maker and prepared in the same Office... Blake stood scrutinizing the boy in front of him who in effect did not look like an Assistant, because he was wearing casual clothes, military boots and his hair was messy and uncombed, then, looking at him harshly with an icy gaze he said: every mistake you make will be deducted from your salary; and every time you contradict me you'll also be charged, that was a bucket of cold water for the boy who while looking at his boss challengingly, he added: this is disgusting, it doesn't look like it was from Rosta Bakery, I'm sure you bought it somewhere else, then the boy took out the invoice and showed it to him, and you could read in large letters: Rosta Bakery, and then Blake said to him: admit to me that you put something in my coffee, because I know the taste of that bakery very well, so the boy said: of course not I ordered it in your name and taste Mr. Parker, then Blake said to him: try it first and tell me how it tastes, Dustin, remembering that he had spit it out, he laughed a little and with a sarcastic mockery he half tasted it without swallowing it, just wetting his lips and pretending that he had taken a sip of the coffee, and then he answered: To me it tastes like a coffee like any other, I don't see the difference from a coffee of a common coffee pot with this, then the man fell silent and drank it practically in two gulps, and threw the disposable cup to the boy so that he could catch it in the air, however, he was somewhat distracted and the cup fell on his head, so violently grabbing the cup, Dustin pointed at him with a finger as if wanting to say something, and Blake dedicated or a mocking smile, so the boy remained silent and went to throw the disposable cup out of the office, without realizing that his pants had caught on an edge of the metal trash can and wanting to get away he heard the fabric tear... inhaling deeply to calm himself, he couldn't believe that this was happening at this moment, and just then, the door opened and the tyrant in front of him glimpsed part of his underwear and a small piece of his skin, so approaching with hurried steps, Blake took off the jacket he was wearing and put it around his waist while he was on his back and pressing his chest to his back the sudden stop left Dustin motionless, who feeling completely helpless and at the mercy of this unstable man, felt how they briefly inhaled his red hair that fell with some waves near his chin, when a whisper in his ear made his skin crawl (Do not carelessly show your underwear in front of a man like me)... These words practically came to life, when slowly and forcefully his hands squeezed his waist to comment in a tortuous and evidently excited tone, (so you hide your silhouette in large and loose shirts), Dustin returned to reality, because he had practically been left as an antenna without a signal, and releasing the hands that the man had on his waist he turned around and said: be considerate, I am your Assistant and I am a man, I like women, so have respect for the tastes of others, you may like men, but I am an Omega who likes female Alphas, I don't see the point of that thing you have between your legs... and then, he ran down the stairs breathing relieved, because the tension had made his cheeks practically burn with heat; so he immediately took a suppressant and put it in his mouth swallowing it desperately, because he would not fall into the clutches of that damned wretch.