Alpha Culinary Love

Yura still held my hand, which made me feel a little uncomfortable. "Can you please let go of my hand?" I said softly. Yura noticed and immediately let go of my hand. She blushed a little, but her blush disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. Within moments, we arrived at the top floor, and she guided me to her office.

Her office was spacious and elegantly decorated, with floor-to-ceiling windows that offered a stunning view of the city below. The walls were adorned with framed degrees and certificates, and the room was furnished with sleek, modern furniture.

"Jiyeon, you need to be firmer so that the situation earlier doesn't happen again," she said, looking at me coldly.

"Yes, I'll try, but why did you fired all those people? Isn't that a bit excessive?" I said, trying to reason with her.

But my words had the opposite effect, and she looked angry. It made me a little panicked, and after what felt like an eternity under her gaze, she replied.

"I don't like it when people touch what's mine, and those who dare, I get rid of them," she said coldly, looking me straight in the eyes.

It made me a little scared. What if she gets rid of me too, just for this action?

"Also, go take a shower. The scent of those omegas is all over your body, and I don't like it," she said, pinching her nose.

I was surprised at first because I didn't smell anything, which I found weird.

But before I could respond, she continued.

"Do it right away, or your actions will have consequences," she said coldly.

I eventually nodded before placing the lunch I had brought on her desk. Then, she guided me to a door that she opened. It was a room with all the necessities, and then she opened another door, revealing a bathroom.

I stepped into the bathroom and closed the door behind me, feeling a mix of confusion and apprehension. Yura's reaction to the earlier situation had left me shaken, and I couldn't shake off the feeling that I had somehow crossed a line.

As I turned on the water and stepped into the shower, my mind was still reeling from the encounter. Yura's cold and calculating demeanor had caught me off guard, and I couldn't help but wonder what she was capable of.

The warm water cascaded over me, soothing my frazzled nerves. I closed my eyes and tried to push aside the thoughts swirling in my mind. I couldn't afford to dwell on what had happened. I needed to focus on adapting to this new world and figuring out how to navigate my relationship with Yura.

After what felt like an eternity, I stepped out of the shower and wrapped myself in a towel. As I dried myself off, I made my way back to the bedroom, feeling a sense of unease gnawing at me. Yura's words echoed in my mind, and I couldn't shake off the feeling that I was treading on thin ice.

As I entered the bedroom, I found a fresh set of clothes laid out for me on the bed. It seemed that Yura had anticipated my need for a change of clothes.

I quickly got dressed, the clothes a bit snug but manageable, and made my way back to the office, where Yura was waiting for me. Her expression was unreadable as she looked me up and down.

"Much better," she said, her tone slightly less cold than before.

I nodded, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. It seemed that I had managed to avoid her wrath, at least for now.

Then, I noticed that she hadn't eaten the lunch I had brought. When she noticed where my gaze was, Yura picked up the lunchbox before opening it. For a moment, I thought I saw her eyes light up. She began to serve herself but suddenly stopped, looking at me.

"Come and eat with me," she said coldly.

I hesitated for a moment, surprised by her invitation. Without a word, I moved to the table and took a seat across from her. Yura watched me silently as I began to eat, her gaze intense and unyielding.

The atmosphere in the room was tense, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Yura's behavior was unpredictable, and I couldn't shake off the feeling that I was walking on eggshells around her.

As we ate, Yura remained silent, her eyes never leaving me. I tried to focus on my food, but I couldn't shake off the feeling of being under scrutiny.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Yura spoke.

"After work, I'll take you shopping," she said, her tone cold.

I was a bit surprised by the invitation, but I simply nodded, afraid to upset her.

"I have a meeting this afternoon, so you can stay in the previous room to rest," she continued, her tone curt.

I nodded, feeling even more stressed now.

The rest of the meal passed in silence, and when we were finished, I quickly cleared the table and left the office to go to the bedroom, eager to put some distance between myself and Yura.

As I entered the bedroom, I received a notification from the system informing me that I had completed the quest.

[Quest Completed: Prepare lunch for Yura and deliver it to her workplace.

Rewards: +5 favorability with Yura, a new recipe]

I let out a sigh of relief, glad that I had managed to fulfill the task successfully. However, the encounter with Yura and the omegas had left me feeling uneasy.

I sat down on the edge of the bed, my mind still reeling from the day's events. Yura's behavior had been unpredictable, and I couldn't shake off the feeling that I was constantly on edge around her.

As I tried to process everything that had happened, I couldn't help but wonder what the future held for me in this world. Would I ever be able to understand Yura and the complexities of our relationship? Or would I always be kept at arm's length, never truly knowing where I stood?

Lost in thought, I didn't realize how tired I was until I felt my eyes growing heavy. With a yawn, I lay back on the bed, the events of the day catching up to me. Before I knew it, I had drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up, it was already evening. I glanced at the clock and realized that Yura must have returned from work. I quickly got up and freshened up before making my way to her office.

Yura was sitting at her desk, poring over some papers. She looked up as I entered, her expression unreadable.

"Did you rest well?" she asked, her tone neutral.

I nodded, feeling a sense of relief that she wasn't angry with me.

"Good. We'll leave for shopping in an hour," she said, her tone brisk.

I nodded again, feeling a bit apprehensive about the prospect of spending more time alone with Yura.

As I waited for her to finish her work, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The tension between us was palpable, and I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was about to happen.