One would think that having a personal assistant would be a great perk. A thing any alpha would want to have. Hell, Zac had to admit he was pissed off and jealous at the fact that Theon had gotten Asher on the first night he was ever here. Shaw assigned Asher to him like it was no biggy when he had laid claim to him well before.
Zac didn't see Valentine as much of a perk at all.
"You know there's going to be a point in which I say fuck this and stop." Commented Valentine as he walked in. Cleaning up the dirty dishes and cups Zac had all about his room got old quickly.
It hadn't even been two days since he last cleaned up after him, and the place was already a mess.
"You won't." Commented Zac as he pulled his eyes from the TV for two seconds to look at him.
Valentine clenched his jaw tight, "Fine."
He grabbed the trash can and started to put everything in there over the sink. "You don't respect them. You don't deserve them."
Valentine got pretty far along too. Before Zac got up to stop him, his thick hand gripped tight over his small wrist. "You really want to start shit with me again." Growled Zac.
He had been playing nice since Shaw put the two of them together. Neither of them was pleased with the arrangement.
"What this time? Are you going to choke me out completely? I mean it's only been a day or so since the last marked disappeared gotta keep up the reputation right?" Valentine pulled his wrist away as he continued.
Zac grabbed him by the shoulder, then slammed him up against the wall, getting him to drop the trash can. The two of them ignoring the mess it made as Zac moved in on him again. His hand twitched as he went for Valentine's neck.
Valentine swatted his hand away with a quick motion. "Don't even think about it." He dared, looking Zac in the eye.
Zac floored just as he had been before. Valentine has some balls on him. Balls that honestly just pissed Zac the fuck off. Feeling the anger fuming off of him as he stood there. Never has an omega swatted him away like that. Valentine could feel his mood shift, the air around him quick to grow dark and heavy.
He had finally just gotten used to Zac's overall sulk scent. There had only been a few moments when he got a whiff of what Zac should smell like if he wasn't so pissed off all the time. That of sandalwood with a hint of ocean air. Honestly, very pleasing to Valentine, but that didn't matter.
"Get out." Barked Zac as he back off. "Just get the fuck out." He pointed to the door.
"That's what I thought." Mocked Valentine with a little smirk as he moved past Zac.
He knew he was pushing Zac's buttons, maybe even a little too much, but felt he deserved it. Alphas got their way too much in life. Most didn't take well to being stood up too. However, Valentine wasn't here to make his life easy like it has always been. Shaw didn't hire him to make nice, and he has tried it Shaw's way with no success already.
* * * * * *
Shaw called Valentine into the office later that night told him that Zac had just left and he wasn't happy with how things were going between the two of them. All of which Valentine couldn't help but huff at.
A huff Shaw didn't like repeating the same steps Zac did by placing his hands on him. Throat grabbing a common habit of all alphas. Something Valentine was unfortunately used to by now. Most of the time, he wasn't phased by it. Zac almost squeezing the life from him was a different story. Shaw intended to show that he was serious. That this was his last straw before things got ugly for him.
"I'll do better. I promise." Squeaked Valentine, "There won't be any more hiccups. I promise."
"This is the last time I will pull you into the office for this shit." Shaw squeezed tighter, "He better fucking win."
Valentine left pondering his current tactics, rubbing his neck, which has been sore for weeks now. Maybe pissing Zac off wasn't the way to go about all of this. But neither was playing nice. He needed to figure out a way that would please them both. Valentine needed to make sure that Zac won his next fight, or it would be the end of him.
Zac came into play in Fight Night. Now he has his own love story with Valentine.
(This story takes places after the original story, which doesn't need to be read to understand this one but would flow better if Fight Night was read piror.)
Zac a hot headed alpha who learns his current ways won't get him the life he wants, but is he willing to change what he knows and believes to have it.
Valentine an omega who signs up for more than he can handle. Will he be able to figure his way out and before it all destrories him?
This story might contain some triggers for readers. Zac The Destroyer displays moments of Physical Abuse, Mental Abuse, Drug Use, Forcible Touch, Strong Language, and Fighting. (Parts containing strong scenes will be marked as M, with a warning at the beginning prior to the chapter.)
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