Daddy's Naughty Secret

LYRON

I took a deep breath as I walked into E&E entertainment industry. It building was tall and massive and the interior was luxuriously furnished making me gasp. This wasn't my first time entering the company building since I used to work here as a part-time janitor but I only got to enter at night during my shift. To think that one day I'd be able to work regularly here was definitely a dream come true.

" You must be Lyron," an older man on black sweat pants and matching sweat shirt approached me. He had bodyguards with him.

" Yes, I am," I answered nervously. I had barely made it to the receptionist desk before he walked up to me. Could he be a celebrity? He didn't look the part though and wasn't he too old to be one? I can't really wrap my head around this.

" Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Steve, the manager of the star you're going to be working for," he stretched out his hand and I shook it nearly too quickly.

" Nice working with you, Manager Steve," I bowed my head as I shook his hand.

" Just call me Steve, everyone does. You're a tad too respectful, ain't bad though," he wore an amused smile. Ryan had told me before that I needed to work on how unnaturally polite I was since it could be inconveniencing to others.

My dad is Japanese and my mom is Arab so I tend to act unnecessarily respectful even though I was living in the US and have been living here all my life.

" I'm sorry," I apologized.

" No need to apologize. Come with me, I'll show you your boss," he led the way and I simply followed. As we walked through the lobby towards the elevator, strong pheromones hung in the air. It was no surprise that a lot of celebrities here were Alphas.

" They should learn to control it more. It's disgusting throwing ones pheromones at others," I muttered underneath my breath.

" Did you say something?" Steve turned back.

" No, not a word," I smiled. We stepped into the elevator and headed for the top floor. It was rather quiet.

" You're the one Arnold referred for the interview right? He wouldn't stop putting in good words for you," Steve broke the silence.

" Is that so?" I asked awkwardly.

" It seems he dotes on you a lot. He also mentioned how pretty you were, I just thought he was hyping you but after meeting you, I don't think he accurately described how gorgeous you look...Ahem, excuse me," he cleared his throat after realizing how awkward that was.

" It's alright. I don't find what you said weird at all, I get that a lot," I assured him.

I was used to being called gorgeous or pretty even though I was a boy. Due to being mixed raced, I had a unique and feminine look. My mom was half Arab and half Norwegian while my dad was Japanese. I took on both features but my mom's genes were dominant.

I had turquoise eyes like my mom and double eyelid and even light brown wavy hair but I took my dad's skin tone. I guess it's the only thing worth remembering them for.

" You'd do pretty well as a model or even a celebrity. Have you ever considered that?" He asked.

" A singer, yes but I don't think that's important now. Some dreams best remain dreams," I replied hoping we wouldn't delve deeper.

" I understand," he simply nodded and didn't talk about it again. I was grateful for his understanding honestly.

" Do you know who you're going to be working with?" He changed the topic.

" I'm not exactly sure but Arnold did tell me that he was a top singer," I added the little I knew. I didn't want to sound ignorant.

" Have you heard of Amil Cougar?" He asked.

" I think so," I lied, even my voice couldn't hide it.

" Haaa, this is going to be difficult. I expected you to have some background knowledge so you would know what to expect," he groaned, rubbing his temple. Was it that bad that I didn't know who he was? I should start listening more to entertainment news.

The elevator chimed the moment we arrived at our destination. We got off and I could feel my heart beating hard against my chest.

Steve knocked on a set of large doors, " I'm coming in," he said pushing the doors open and letting us in. A gasp escaped my lips as I stepped inside. It's interior was designed more like a room than an office. Is this what it feels like to be on top of the entertainment ladder?

" I thought you said you had something doing, why are you suddenly here?" A striking blonde man my age walked towards us. His piercing green hunter eyes were definitely something to behold. He was simply a work of art.

He was fit and muscular but also had a slender body. He was definitely taller than me. His neutral eyes turned into an obvious frown as his eyes rested on me.

" Who the hell is that?" He questioned Steve. The atmosphere was heavy with an oppressive and overbearing level of pheromones. I had met Alphas a few times but none had ever had such an overpowering level of pheromone before. Was he a dominant alpha?

" He's going to be your new agent starting from today. I don't want any objections," Steve briefed him.

" Why do we need to hire him? Can't you work as both my manager and my agent?" He wasn't pleased at all.

" I'm not about to die from work stress, kiddo," Steve stood his ground.

" Why do you bother going through the stress of getting me an agent when none last?" He argued.

" Well, I wouldn't need to go through all these stress if you kept your attitude in check. You're the reason they keep leaving," he poked his chest. I could feel the heat of the argument, I think the bodyguards felt the same way I did.

" It's not my fault they keep making mistakes," he scoffed. I didn't like him one bit already.

" Stop whining like a child and accept it," Steve snapped. " The kid's smart, he's a beta and he's pretty hard-working and diligent. I don't think you'll regret having him on the team," Steve assured. His eyes left Steve and rested on me. He scanned me and bored through my soul with his eyes, I could feel sweat beads forming on forehead.

" Fine, leave us alone then. I need to talk to him privately," he ordered them.

" Don't you think of threatening him," Steve said as he got up.

" I'm not some kinda thug, you know," he looked away. Everyone vacated the office leaving the both of us behind. I thought I will better since he suppressed his pheromones but having him stand before me was more than enough reason to have trouble breathing. Everything about him was intimidating.

" I-Is there something I can help you with?" I chose to break the silence. I shook and stuttered as I spoke. He approached me quietly without replying, I wish he would at least say something.

" You're an Omega, aren't you?" He grabbed me by the shirt and lifted my feet off the floor.

" You can't just make such bold assumptions," I struggled to get away from his grip.

" Bold assumptions? Tsk. You're an amusing one," he snickered before releasing his pheromones everywhere. I started having troubles breathing, coupled with dizziness and nausea. I think I'm going to pass out. He let go of me just in the nick of time and suppressed his pheromones while I remained on the floor trying to catch my breath and calm my heart down.

" I-I'm not an Omega," I brought myself to say whilst in pain.

" Did you think I wouldn't be able to tell just because your scent is faint? You put too much trust in your cologne camouflage honestly," my eyes widened at his words. How could he have accurately known?

" For you to have been able to fool everyone around that you're a Beta, you must be a pretty good liar. I wonder what else you're hiding," he squatted and looked down at me struggling to breathe. " I was going to find a way to fire you but you seem rather interesting. I want to keep you for the time being and find out what other things you're hiding," he grinned.

Maybe I should just have stuck to my multiple part-time jobs instead of being greedy.

LYRON

A week later

" What??? You mean, he found out that you're an Omega on the first day?" Ryan exclaimed after I narrated everything that's happened to me in the past one week now.

" Unfortunately, yes," I sighed and banged my head against the steering wheel.

" Did you get fired?"

" No, my job's safe for the time being at least. He says he wants to keep me around because I'm somewhat interesting. I don't know if I should be worried or happy that he at least didn't fire me," I expressed how anxious I felt about this.

" It's a good thing you still have the job but I sure as hell know I wouldn't be relaxed if this happened to me," Ryan sighed over the phone.

" Don't make this worse," I pleaded with him. I could cry any moment thinking of what dastardly ways he wants to use to frustrate me. I heard a knock on window of the SUV I was in.

" Eisshh! You scared me," I was genuinely startled seeing Amil by the window. I unlocked the doors and the back door slid open. I quickly hung up on Ryan as he got in.

" For someone who gets paid as my agent, you seem to work better as my driver," he looked at me through the rearview mirror waiting for my reaction.

" I didn't think you'd want me entering into your house, Sir," I was tempted to roll my eyes. I knew he'd throw a fit or pick on me if I entered his house so I chose to wait in the car and now he complains. " We're headed to the photoshoot set first," I informed him of his schedule before starting the engine. He didn't reply, not that I was expecting him to.

Getting to the set, it was as busy as it could get. The workers ran around trying to arrange everything for Amil's photoshoot. I waited in his dressing room with him as they applied his makeup.

" Hey, newbie," Amil snapped his fingers. Was he referring to me?

" Are you talking to me by any chance, sir?" I forced a smile because I knew how badly I wanted to ignore him.

" Do I have any other agent aside from you?" He glared at me.

" No, sir,"

" I want an iced Americano, hurry up and get me one," he handed over his card to me. It was black and gold. Holding something I only got to see in the movies felt like a crime.

" Yes, sir," I left the dressing room and rushed out to get it. I went to the nearest cafe and bought one like he had asked and brought it to him.

" It tastes terrible. Get me another one," he said the moment he sipped from it.

" But..."

" Your job isn't to question me but to work for me so don't make me repeat myself," he interrupted me coldly. I bowed my head and went to get another one. I bumped into someone on my way out.

" I'm sorry," I apologized and continued moving. I didn't have time to exchange words right now.

In about four minutes, I brought him another cup of iced Americano. Hopefully he'd like it.

" What the hell do you keep bringing me?" He looked up from his phone and glanced over at me.

" You said you wanted an iced Americano and that's what I got you," I answered not knowing what else to say.

" Oh, did I say that? I meant to say caffe Americano con leche instead," he said. " Now run along and get that," he dismissed me but I had completely no idea what he just said. The makeup artists realized that I was confused but not wanting to get in between something so tense, they chose to remain quiet.

I knew I couldn't bring myself to ask him what that was given his temper so I got another cup of iced Americano with a little more ice in it. I hope that's what he meant though.

" What the bloody hell! Is this some kinda joke or something?" He yelled.

" Wasn't that what you asked me to get?" I mumbled not wanting to get on his nerves more.

" Everyone get out except for him," he ordered and the makeup crew scrammed. I was definitely toast.

" I really didn't know I got you the wrong order," I apologized not wanting this to escalate further.

" Who the fuck asks for more ice in an iced coffee???" He poured the drink on the floor. " Are you kidding me?" I don't my apology was working. He let off his pheromones knowing fully well the effects it had on me. I tugged at my shirt as my knees became weak, just then the door swung open.

" That's enough, Amil," a female voice came from the door. " Even if you're pissed keep your pheromones in check," she warned.

" I nearly forgot we were actually doing this shoot together," Amil responded. He suppressed his pheromones.

" That's so like you. I'm not surprised at all," she walked into the room and reached out to me. I took her hand and she pulled me up. " Aren't you passed the stage of bullying your workers?" She confronted.

" And aren't you passed the stage of meddling in people's businesses?" He retorted. They shot lightning beams at each other. They were obviously well acquainted.

" You could have explained what you meant but you chose to use a different name for it," she pointed out. " Caffe Americano con leche is just iced Americano with milk in it," she turned to me and smiled. That was really it?

" How is it my fault that he doesn't know something so basic?" Amil snapped.

" What's your name?" She totally ignored Amil. Was is alright to do so because he seemed angrier now.

" I-I'm Lyron," I stuttered. She was really pretty so I didn't know when I got lost in her looks, her face seemed familiar as well. She had natural tan skin with red hair and golden eyes.

" You seemed stunned, haha," she laughed. " I'm Zara, nice to meet you," she introduced herself. She was a rising star in the entertainment industry and as much as she was a really good singer with a stable and growing fan base, she was better known for her acting and modelling gigs.

" Why are you introducing yourself to him?" I had nearly forgotten about Amil. " Shouldn't you get going?" He glared at her.

" Didn't you tell Lyron to get you a caffe Americano con leche? We'll go and get it together, isn't that right?" She rested her arm on my shoulder with a broad smile. With Amil's looks alone, it was obvious how he didn't want her here but she didn't seem like she cared.

" Erm... it's alright, I think I can..."

" Let's go!" She pulled me excitedly out of his dressing room and we wound up in the cafe. She made the order.

" You're seriously gorgeous, Lyron. When you bumped into me on your way out, I thought you were a girl. I only realized that you weren't when I walked into Amil's dressing room," she complimented. " I thought I was pretty till I met you, are your eyes really turquoise?" She gasped taking a closer look.

" I appreciate the compliment and yes, they really are turquoise," I looked away. She was too close.

" Everything about you is so unique. I honestly thought you were a female dominant Omega like myself. Your hair wasn't exactly helping," she pointed at my long hair which I had used a rubber band to hold down.

" Maybe I should cut it," I considered.

" What? No! Why would you?" She was way too proactive for someone I just met. " I think it suits you so just leave it as it is," she dismissed my thoughts.

" Thank you for today but you didn't have to go that far for a someone you don't even know," I appreciated her as we walked back to the set.

" No, it was necessary. You're definitely new and maybe you don't know but once Amil doesn't like someone, he doesn't like someone," she answered seriously without smiling. " You're a recessive Omega right?" She went straight to the point.

" What gave you that idea?" I laughed awkwardly.

" I have inhumane intuition so you can't lie to me," she stopped and looked at me. " Amil wouldn't shower his pheromones like that if you were a Beta because he knows it would have no effect on you so that means Amil is aware that you're an Omega. You lied to him right?" She asked. She was really on point.

" Y-yes," I mumbled. There wasn't any point lying.

" Initially I thought you were a dominant Omega when you bumped into me but I couldn't pick up any pheromone from you so I ruled out that you were just an unusually pretty Beta but seeing how Amil reacted and how you reacted to his pheromones, I knew you had to be an Omega - a recessive Omega," her analysis was on point. " Don't worry, I'm good at keeping secrets," she smiled as she assured me.

" Why are you being nice to me?" It was rare to see people who genuinely cared about you especially when it came to the rich and wealthy.

" Isn't it obvious? I want to be friends with you," she beamed. " Let's be friends, Lyron," she proposed and I stood there in disbelief.

LYRON

Six months later

My life as an agent was hectic given how Amil behaved but he seemed different over the months that had passed, like he was beginning to acknowledge me. I guess, I was doing my job to the best of my ability and maybe even beyond.

" Is it really alright to live here, onii-chan?" Leilani, my little sister asked with cute big eyes.

" Of course it is. I wouldn't bring you guys here if it wasn't," I patted her head as we walked into our new apartment. It was a fully furnished two bedroom apartment located in a highrise building.

Of course there was no way I could afford such a place so it was all done by Amil, the very person who I thought hated me with all passion. Well, he did do it for his own convenience since he preferred if we lived closer to each other. I think he made the decision after I picked him up late when he had a commercial to shoot. I couldn't bring myself to tell him that I was beaten up by loan sharks so I lied about falling down the stairs.

I felt a tug on my pants - it was Lance. He was my younger brother and older twin of Leilani.

" Yes?"

" Don't we have loans to pay? So why are you spending so much on an apartment, nii-chan?" His words stabbed me in the chest like arrows. He was way too blunt.

" Do you really not trust your big brother enough to ask that?" I felt like crying just thinking of how he didn't trust me enough to understand our financial situation. This is all that bastard's fault, if he hadn't left us with his loans, I would have been able to give the twins a better life.

" It's not that I don't trust you, nii-chan. How do I put it? We're too broke to be living luxury lives," he needed to tone down on his honestly because this felt like a direct assault to me. " Wouldn't leaving our old house put you in a difficult situation? What if the loan sharks come looking and you're not there? They could easily assume that you ran off with their money."

How old was this kid again? Wasn't he supposed to be nine so where's the insight coming from?

" If your boss gave you the apartment and you accepted because you want to I and Leilani better lives, then you should probably reject the offer," he stared blankly into nothing as he spoke. " I and Leilani wouldn't care where we live as long as you're alright. I don't want you doing risky things," he looked at me with worried eyes.

My gaze softened and so did my smile.

" You're so adorable, what am I going to do with you?" I ruffled his hair.

" Stop it," he hit my hand as his face turned red from embarrassment. He hates when I treat him like a child.

" Don't think too much about it, I know how much you and Leilani worry about me so I won't do anything reckless or risky," I patted his head with a proud smile on my face. " Stop being so mature, you're going to miss the entire essence of childhood at this rate," I nagged.

" But I want to be," he was definitely a stubborn one.

" Am I late to the party?" Ryan popped up from nowhere.

" Where did you come from?"

" It's Dumb Ryan," Lance didn't hide how unexcited he was to see him.

" You can at least pretend to be happy to see me," Ryan sighed. " And why do you keep calling me that. I'm just as old as your brother," he chose to bicker with a child.

" It's because you're dumb and all you think about is women and living recklessly," Lance squinted his eyes.

" I can't believe he just said that to my face. Who does he take after because you certainly don't have similar personalities?" He turned to look at me. Why was he bringing me into their argument?

" I obviously take after my brother, baaka," Lance insulted. He just called Ryan stupid.

" Your brother is like an angel and you?? You're like a little devil I wanna teach a lesson," Ryan laughed hysterically while I and Lance simply stared at him. Was he trying to intimidate Lance? Because it wasn't working.

" Nii-chan, I'm going to look around. I'll leave the both of you to talk," he excused himself and headed towards the house hallway leading to the bedrooms.

" Cat's got your tongue? You feel intimidated now, don't you?" Ryan laughed in self-acclaimed triumph.

" What are you talking about? I feel like I'm going to reduce my IQ if I keep talking to you," Lance was always quick with a comeback. Before Ryan could say anything else, Lance walked off.

" Why didn't you say anything? You were really finding this amusing, weren't you?" Ryan directed his frustration at me instead.

" As much as I'd like to lie to soothe your ego, I can't so yeah, it was amusing," I answered while replying to a text from Zara. She had explained that wouldn't be able to come for my housewarming but she'll definitely come see me soon.

" Now I really think he took after you," he sighed.

" This is what you get for bickering with a child. You've been bickering with him since the time we first got to know each other," I pointed fingers. It was totally his fault.

" I brought snacks and drinks by the way. I really can't believe your boss did something like that for you," he leaned closer.

" There's nothing gossip worthy about this. Amil simply did it for his convenience," I sighed. " He's not the type to care about others so stop letting your mind stray," I stated firmly.

To be honest, when Amil begun warming up to me, I nearly confused it for interest and somehow ended up catching feelings.

" What am I doing right now?" I banged my head against the dining table to calm my heart and to stop myself from falling deeper than I already have.

" Yo! You're smoking hot right now, I mean, literally," Ryan was confused by my sudden reaction. " Are you alright?"

" Yes, I am. Just give me a moment," I indicated with my hand without raising my head to look at him. If I did, he might see through me and guess that I like Amil.

" Who the fuck is that?" My fragile heart skipped at an overlay familiar voice that approached me. I raised my head and looked towards the direction of the voice, it was Amil and he came in with plastic bags.

" W-what are you doing here, sir?" I stuttered. My temperature shot up and so did the colour of my face.

" Are you sick? You look a little under the weather," he scanned me with suspicious raised brows.

" It's probably just the heat. It's getting warmer," I laughed awkwardly and everywhere fell silent. Did I do something wrong?

" Ahem... You do know the air conditioner is on, right?" Amil cleared his throat and all I could do was die from secondhand embarrassment.

" Ahhh... that's right," I mumbled.

" I'm Ryan, Lyron's close friend. You must be his boss, nice to meet you," Ryan introduced himself with his hands stretched out for a formal handshake.

" Anyway, I just came here to let you know that I need you to clear up my schedule for today. We're both taking a break today so you don't have to worry about having to attend to me today," he totally ignored Ryan and just went on to tell me what he had to. This was exactly why I had to carry my feelings for him to my grave because I know I'd be the one who'd be broken in the end. That was simply the sort of person he was.

" Are you going anywhere this evening?" I asked seeing how dressed up he was. Well, he was always dressed up honestly but it was more obvious when he had to go out.

" Yes, I'm hanging out with some acquaintances and some friends," he answered which was a surprising difference from when I first met him but I also knew this was as far as he would answer me.

" Alright, have a lovely evening then," I rose to my feet and bowed my head. " Thank you for coming over as well," I added.

" You said you had siblings right? Give this to them," he handed me the plastic bags before leaving. That was definitely weird.

" I don't think I've ever hated someone as much as I hate your boss. To think I was even a fan of his, what a rip off," Ryan was genuinely angry.

" As much as I understand where you're coming from, I absolutely cannot badmouth my boss. He's the reason why I'm living," I broke into cold sweat as I mumbled rapidly.

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Five hours later

A notification popped up on my phone as I stepped out of the bathroom. I had put the twins to sleep and also put a drunken Ryan to sleep since he was being nothing but a nuisance.

It was a message from Amil. He was drunk and needed me to come pick him up. I felt like a woman in her mid forties having to deal with these four.

I wrote a note and stuck it to the fridge before I left the house to pick up Amil. Getting to the lounge, everything from the building to the interior was simply luxury but I kept getting weird stares all the time. I even had both men and women catcalling me.

" I had better ask for extra pay for having to put up with this," I muttered to myself as the attendant should me into a VIP room that Amil and his friends had booked.

" Hello, I'm here to pick Amil up if you'd excuse me," I politely said the moment I walked in. I had taken suppressants before coming but having to deal with this amount of pheromones from dominant alphas was beyond difficult. I needed to hurry up and leave.

" You're pretty gorgeous for a Beta, nearly assumed you were a girl," one of the only female Alphas in here flirted with me as I raised Amil to his feet.

" I get that a lot, thank you," I managed to say, doing my best to sound natural.

" Maybe we can meet up next time if you'd like," she winked. Argh, what was this lady's problem?

" Urm, I don't think I..."

" Then how about me? I would definitely treat you right if you want me to and I don't discriminate when it comes to sex partners. It doesn't matter if you're male or female," one of the male Alphas flirted as well. I had seen him before but now wasn't the time to waste precious time. I was on the verge of blacking out.

" That won't be possible, sorry to disappoint. I have to take Amil home," I excused myself without giving them another chance to talk to me.

I got Amil into a cab and joined him at the backseat. Who knew he'd be this heavy? I took the opportunity of him sleeping to take a good look at his face.

" I already knew just how handsome he is but seeing him up close is a lot different," I muttered to myself as I felt butterflies in my stomach. I should really get a hold of my emotions.

I was finally able to get him into his penthouse.

" We're home now so I'll just lie you down before leaving," I talked to him. Thank goodness my apartment was just the floor beneath.

In the blink of an eye, I found myself locking lips with Amil. Hold on! Did he just kiss me?

" Sir, you can't just around kissing people," I said trying to push him away but he was a lot stronger than me.

He kissed me harder, his tongue subtly finding it's way into my parted lips. His hands, he used to grope me. A moan escaped my lips the moment his hands groped my butt.

" Sir...Hngh... If you keep this up, we might," I was beginning to feel hot and my lewd side was getting the best of me. I can easily control myself but his pheromones were clouding my sense of reasoning and making me horny.

" Then let's do it," my eyes widened as he shamelessly accepted it. Before I could oppose, my pants were by ankle and he took out my dick and began to rub in upward and downward movements with his hand.

At this point, I had lost all my sense of reasoning and simply yearned for his touch. I had succumbed to his pheromones.