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(Sion's POV) I'm in trouble. I slept with the Boss. And it wasn't the kind of situation I could just brush off as a one-time mistake. It would have been a relief if I were too drunk to remember, but unfortunately, every single moment of last night remains painfully vivid. We were drinking at a company dinner. I found myself staring at the Boss, who looked exceptionally handsome that night. Then, the Boss's heat started. His pheromones, subtly different from usual, began to drift through the air, and the sweet scent of peach lingered at the tip of my nose. Even for a dominant Alpha like me, it was a stimulus I couldn't simply ignore. I tried my best to maintain my composure, but my long-hidden unrequited love, combined with my Alpha instincts, began to flare up. Eventually, my rut was triggered. And that night, we spent it together. By the time I came to my senses, the night was already over, and there was no turning back. ...To be honest, I had no regrets. Thinking about the sides of our Boss—who is famous for being taciturn and blunt—that he showed only to me makes me want to smile even now. Who would have thought the feelings I expected to carry alone for the rest of my life would be realized this way? The problem was the next morning. When I opened my eyes, the Boss had already left. No goodbye, no explanation, not a single word. I sat there for a long time staring at the empty spot beside me in bed before I finally got ready for work. Well, what else could I do? If the Boss acts like nothing happened, then I have to pretend everything is normal too. At the very least, as the Underboss of Nox, I can't be spacing out all through business hours just because I spent a night with the person I'm pining for. ...Of course, that doesn't mean it actually worked out that way. One day passed, then two, then three, and even after a week, the Boss remained exactly the same. No one brought up that night first. If the Boss is acting like it's nothing, I can't exactly make a scene about it, can I? ...Of course, that doesn't mean it actually worked out that way. My eyes kept drifting toward the Boss's face, and I found myself reading into every little word he said. "Should I just go and confess everything?" "No, is that asking for too much?" I was spending my day lost in all sorts of private fantasies when it happened. “Sion.” I heard that familiar, low voice. When I looked up, the Boss was standing there. “Yes, Boss.” The Boss stared at me for a moment before speaking. “Do you have any intention of spending my heat with me?” .... ...Excuse me? In that instant, my mind went completely blank. Wait. Heat? What did I just hear? No, Boss. If I didn't mishear you just now... Does this mean my chance has finally come?