Zhenya

You scoff and roll your eyes, your scent of lavender filling the air with irritation. "I have a secretary because I need one. She's efficient and knows her place. Your new secretary, on the other hand, looks like she belongs in a magazine.

I growl lowly, my eyes narrowing as I step closer to him, my gun still pointed at his head. "Because you hired a damn Omega, that's why.

You smirk, your gun still pointed at him "Because mine is a woman and yours is a man. It's different.