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Talk about being paranoid, Rey huffed, eyeing the rather enormous stack of legal documents sitting in front of her.
She shifted in her seat, scanning over the first document she held in her hand. The office she was sat in was clean, orderly, and matched her brother’s prim countenance. Dark mahogany desk, modern lighting and art, and a bonsai tree. His walls were thankfully stark white instead of the darker hues of his home.
Her brother, Armitage Hux was CFO of First Order Operations and Development. A company founded by himself, his best friend, Gwendoline Phasma, and another unnamed partner who had long since left the development company. Mostly they dealt in real estate and architecture, which had been her area of study at University. While the company itself was still rather small, it had earned its place on the list of top Fortune 500 companies.
Of course, she had one of the founders as her real-life source of information. She was not aware of every aspect of the business, but she did hold an intimate knowledge of their day to day functions. Her brother did use her ear to vent quite often in the past. She and Hux had both come to the United States from England. Though he had made the trip across the pond some years before her.
She remembered the first time she met her adoptive brother.
The biting wind of the late November air might have been enough for her to bear, but the rain was not rain at all. No the little bullets of icy death were a barrage of pain, the wind only furthering her body into a state of hypothermia.
Plutt and all his goons had once again locked her out of the flat she was forced to call her place of residence. She would not call the dilapidated shack a home. Plutt worked her to the bone, and the little time she had for her studies was few and far between.
Which brought her here, wandering around London in the middle of the night, freezing to death, because she had lost track of time. She would have stayed within the warmth and peace of the library, but it was closed.
She tried to contain the violent tremors of her body. She thought of the desert, and hot unbearable sand swirling around her. Her efforts were all in vain. She had not eaten since breakfast, a single protein bar all she had been allowed. The calories needed to convert energy into warmth was nonexistent.
She passed by various shops, and trudged along, keeping her body moving. If she stopped, she may succumb to the icy fingers of death hiding within the freezing rain.
Not paying attention to where she was going she walked right into a man that oozed wealth. She raised her head, body screaming, and took in the flushed cheeks of the red-haired man staring down at her.
“Oi! Watch where you’re going!” he snarled at her, gripping his umbrella tight.
Rey glared at the warm, and expensive-looking coat and scarf, not to mention the leather gloves lined in fur. “S-sor-rry,” she managed to bite out.
That one word had him inhaling and his blue eyes widened. She tried to step to the side, and as if the universe were trying to humiliate her further, her legs gave out.
The man dropped his umbrella, and as her eyes closed, she felt a warmth embrace her. “Shit, what the hell are you doing out here like this? Where’s your coat?”
“Wearing, it,” she mumbled.
“You’re parents?”
“Dead.”
“I’m taking you somewhere warm, somewhere safe,” he whispered into her ear.
She tried to fight, to get away from this man. She could smell the whiskey on his breath. He was an Alpha, she had this inane knack of being able to identify them. Odd that she had even stayed in his presence as long as she had.
“I’ve called a car, what’s your name?”
She had no idea why she should bother telling him anything. Perhaps it was the biting wind, or the freezing drops pelting her, or the warmth he was exuding, but she felt the need to answer him.
“Rey,” she whispered.
“Armitage Hux, and I’m going to take care of you,” the man swore. She managed to wrench open her eyes and saw the sincerity and promise within those bright blue orbs.
“Okay.”
Rey had won the lottery, bumping into the only heir of Brendol Hux. He was back in London for his father's funeral. He had been leaving a pub, getting a bit hammered after the service, and like a real-life knight, saved her. With his father's name, he was able to use that connection to forge the necessary documents, and grease the wheels to have her adopted by his late father. One month before his death. According to her brother, it was the first good thing his father's name had done.
So when Rose had suggested, rather pointedly to her mate, to hire her for FOOD, her brother had all but jumped at the idea. She would take no more charity from her brother, even if he was more than happy to help her. His friend and business partner, Kylo Ren needed an assistant while his was out on Maternity leave.
Of course, her brother assured her once she finished filling in for the duration of the woman's leave, he would make sure she was transferred. She could have her pick, either working on the business end of things, or working as an architect taking on jobs, and working with other members of the development team.
Hux was well aware of her skill. She was only a month out of University, but she had always had a knack for money, business, and designs. Her time with Plutt, while unfortunate, had taught her how to be shrewd and frugal. Her life spent in London had an impact on her, the architecture of the old and new buildings was often a form of solace and comfort. When one had little money they had to find ways to amuse themselves.
There was a bit of a hassle about getting her a work visa before she was hired officially. Once again the power behind the legacy of Brendol Hux was used for good. So long as it was not terribly illegal, she did not ask her brother for the details. Suffice it to say, he had greased the wheels a bit, but on the whole, her visa was legitimate.
She was staying in her brother's home, in one of his guest rooms. That was a bit awkward, for all three parties, but it was to be temporary. She often had to remind Hux of this fact. As much as she loved her brother, she was already growing weary of hearing her sister-in-law begging (demanding) his knot at night.
Now, after allowing her mind to drift while she had signed enough documents, she worried the legal jargon was going to stick in her mind for a month. She read through each document, signed her name, and did not once feel like she was signing away her soul. Her brother would keep her safe, as he had done since she was seventeen years old.
With the last document signed, Rey inhaled and looked up to Hux with a smile. “Okay, anything else to sign?”
"No, I think that's everything. I would give you a tour, but I have a meeting in five minutes. If you want, we can do that later. For now, I’ll have Kaydel show you the ropes," he offered, standing up, and opening the door for her.
Rey followed after him, her head whipping around, taking it all in. The view was spectacular, with an open floor plan save for the three offices' natural light flooded the entire floor. It was bright, warm and soft. The gentle cream colors offset by the dark brown of the receptionist desk near the elevator. A matching desk was right beside each office door. There were plants in various corners and the odd statue. There was a conference room off to the side, but the blinds were drawn so she was unable to see through the glass.
"You'll have your own work-space,” Hux waved to a desk beside a set of large doors, “Kylo’s office is just through there, but he and Phasma are already in the conference room.”
“You should get to it then, I’m sure I’ll get the hang of things here,” Rey flashed him a winning smile. She could do this. “He’s your best friend so I doubt working with him will be too demanding.”
Hux tried to hide a snort, and he caught her frown. “He’s fine, just been in a sour mood all week. At least now he doesn’t have to wait for a temp agency to send him someone he’ll run out of the building in an hour.”
Rey rolled her eyes, used to her brother’s tendency towards the dramatic. “I'm sure he'll huff and puff, and blow an aneurysm trying to scare me off."
Hux burst out into laughter, clutching his side and bowling over. He threw up a hand to the wall and tried to steady himself. “Oh my god, Rey, please use that on him when he’s getting pissy.”
A blonde woman, coughed, drawing Rey's attention from her brother. Her hair was done up in twin tasteful braided buns. She was dressed in a pressed pale blue pantsuit. Her toffee-colored eyes were wide with mirth, shining with unshed tears. "I would recommend not doing that on your first day. I’m Kaydel, Kaydel Ko Connix, receptionist.”
Rey took the woman’s offered hand and gave it a firm shake. “Thanks, Rey Niima, this one’s little sister, and for now Kylo’s assistant.”
“Hopefully you last longer than the last one did. Since Mika’s been out on Maternity leave Ren has been losing his mind.”
“I’m sure I can manage,” she smiled, confident in her abilities.
“At the very least you being Hux’s sister will make life interesting around here, if you’re even a smidge like your brother.”
“She’s worse, so much sass!” Hux added, still gasping for air.
“Okay, you get to your meeting. Don’t want to be late,” Rey nudged her brother, “I think Kaydel and I can figure this out.”
“Oh, I know you can," he offered with a wave and walked off down the hall.
Rey spun around to face her guide, “alright, let’s get started then.”
Kaydel walked her around the office, “this is Dopheld Mitaka, Gwen’s Assistant.”
The smaller mousy man offered his hand, “you can call me Doph.”
Rey shook it, “Rey Niima, just Rey is fine with me.”
“I hope you know what you’re getting into. Ren’s not an easy man to work for,” he offered, sympathy written all over his face.
“I hear he’s not so bad. It helps that my brother has known him since they were in boarding school together. Primary, I think,” Rey grinned. She had years of embarrassing stories about her boss. She was armed and dangerous.
Kaydel leaned in and whispered, “you should share them sometime after work. We’ll all get drinks together,” she gave her a conspiratory wink.
They continued, stopping next to the other desk. This one occupied by a bearded man. A bit on the larger size, and an Alpha, if the slightly discolored spots on his neck were anything to go by. His eyes were soft though, and she could just make out a bit of a bite mark on the side of his neck. Mated Alpha then, Rey surmised.
“This is Temmin Wexley,” Kaydel introduced.
Temmin stood up and offered his hand for her to shake. “Snap, it’s what everyone calls me. You’re brother’s told me a lot about you. I’m sure you’ll fit right in.”
Rey smiled, “I’m sure I will. Thank you Snap.”
“Better warn her about Dameron, she’s right up his alley,” Snap warned turning to Kaydel.
“Dameron?” Rey tilted her head to the side.
“Head of Security. Does patrols and comes up here a lot. If he bothers you, let me or Snap know,” she explained.
“If he’s that bad, why does he work here?”
“Oh no, he’s just a philandering womanizer. He’s run through the entire building already. You’re new and pretty. Not an Omega though, so he’ll back off pretty quickly,” she smiled.
Rey frowned. How could this woman tell what designation she was? “Thanks for the heads up.”
“I’m an Omega, don’t worry, with you working with Ren I’m sure he’ll steer clear. Probably the only person he’s intimidated by,” she flashed what Rey assumed was a sympathetic smile.
"I'm going to assume my brother is preemptively warning off the male populace," Rey grumbled turning to Snap. If anyone would know it would be his own assistant.
“I know nothing,” he swore, placing one hand over his breast, the other held flat in the air.
“Sure, Jon Snow,” Rey snorted.
“You like Game of Thrones?” Kaydel squealed.
Rey nodded. It was fairly common, the show had viewers in the millions. The books had been amazing as well. She was still waiting on The Winds of Winter. “I do, read all the books too.”
“We’re going to get on great then!” Kaydel cheered.
Rey followed Kaydel to her desk and began helping her set up her company ID, email, and sign up for F.O.O.D’s message system.
“Hux wanted to name this Food for Thought, but apparently Kylo Ren is not a fan of puns,” Rey chuckled.
“Yup, sounds like your brother, and Ren,” Kaydel agreed, eyes light with mirth.
Rey heard the ding of the lift and she and Kaydel both turned from her computer towards the opening doors. She heard her coworker groan. Kaydel bent down and tried to gesture towards the lift as subtly as possible.
“What?” Rey asked, confused with the sudden change in Kaydel’s behavior.
“Shh, that’s him,” she whispered.
“Kylo Ren?” Rey wondered, wasn’t he supposed to be in that meeting with Hux and their other partner Phasma?
“No, Poe Dameron,” she shook her head, “just keep your head down, and if he hits on you turn him down with a hard no. He won’t take a hint otherwise,” she warned, her voice filled with what one could consider sagely wisdom.
“Oh,” Rey replied.
She surreptitiously stole a glance at the approaching male. He was shorter than her brother, but not nearly as lean. Wiry, she reminded herself with an involuntary half-smile tugging at her lips.
A mop of messy brown hair hung over his soft brown eyes. His tanned skin practically glistened, at least the little that showed under his uniform. A grin she could only classify as rogueish gracing his lips.
Overall Poe Dameron was handsome.
He also looked like a cocky blighter. She did not need cocky Alpha womanizers in her life. She avoided unmated Alpha’s like they were the plague. As a Beta this was not too hard, considering most Alpha’s wanted an Omega in their bed. Beta’s were normal, and ‘higher maintenance’. Or so she had been told. She had no idea why heats were considered low maintenance.
Rey would bet her entire book collect that most of the Alpha’s that did not get upset when she rejected them was because of that very fact.
“Hello Kaydel, and who is this lovely little bird?” Poe Dameron asked. If she were a lesser, and un-warned, woman she might have fallen for that voice. His deep dulcet tones did everything to get her blood pumping.
“This is Rey, she’s Ren’s temporary assistant,” Kaydel answered, her hand clutching Rey’s shoulder.
“Rey, like a literal ray of sunshine for that gloomy prick. I hope he doesn’t taint you,” the man smirked. “I’m Poe Dameron by the way,” he offered his hand towards her.
Rey wanted to make gagging noises, but that was far from proper office decorum. She settled for nodding her head. “So I’ve heard,” she drawled. She had no desire to take his hand, and if the tightening pressure on her shoulder was anything to go by, she probably should avoid that at all costs.
Unperturbed by her ignoring his offered hand he continued. “Oh, all good things I hope,” his gaze flicked over her shoulder, lips forming a frown for a moment.
“I like to make my own judgments,” Rey offered, willing to take some of the heat off of Kaydel. Ouch, she hissed mentally, the grip on her shoulder beginning to hurt a little.
“Oh, well then you should allow me to take you out to dinner. Get to know me outside the uniform,” he purred.
Rey mentally cringed. Did he expect her to throw herself at him with that not so subtle entendre about getting him naked? Really?
Dear Lord send me the strength not to punch this man in his face, she begged. Gaze drifting heavenward.
She refrained only because being charged for assault on her first day would not be conducive to maintaining her visa. She needed to get a job where her unique skills matter to apply for that visa to become permanent. She opened her mouth to form a witty rejection, but another voice stopped her.
“This! This is why I wanted to personally vet your hires Hux!” Rey spun at the deep, growl.
There was a giant in the room. He was huge, both in height and width. The man was built like a linebacker. Alpha, her brain supplied, which of course was obvious. If this man were anything but, she would have to double-check that the sky was indeed still blue. This behemoth had to be the poster child (man) for Alphas. With arms like thick branches, a chest the size of a small table, and thighs... Good lord, his thighs were as thick as her head.
Dressed head to toe in all black, he was intimidating. He could have been wearing pastel pink and he would have been just as imposing. Black was a good color on him. Snug black button-up dress shirt, the buttons barely keeping the fabric held together across his expansive chest. Tight black jeans gripped his legs, perhaps a bit too tight in the groin region.
Horror dunked her into an icy bath of realization. She was stood there, like an idiot, openly staring at this man. Her eyes jerked to his face, fully pouty pink lips pulled into a scowl. Heated brown eyes framed by twin furrowed brows. His large nose was turned up, and she heard him sniff, his nostrils flaring. Wavy raven hair perfectly coiffed around rather adorable, and large, ears.
For only a single moment in time, something warm flashed across his gaze. Just as quickly cold, barely restrained fury returned to resume its place. Rey shook that off as a trick of the light or the height she had to crane her neck to see him. Moles dotted his face like speckles of paint, flicked onto his skin by an artist. How could one man be so beautiful, and look at her like she was dirt beneath his feet? Alpha. Her ever-helpful brain once more supplied.
“Kylo, she’s just what you were looking for,” Hux was joining in the scowling match.
Kaydel ducked out from behind her and backed away from the angered Alpha as if he might bite her. Hux moved over to stand behind her, his hand coming to rest on the same shoulder Kaydel had been digging into. She probably should have forgone the cashmere sweater today. It was going to be ruined under all this abuse.
This was Kylo Ren then, her brother’s partner, and best friend. Rey swallowed the lump in her throat when he turned his gaze to focus fully on her. She felt a nervous energy bubble up inside her.
“Really Hux, just what I’m looking for? I need someone who can assist me, not distract my employees.”
She was not going to let her boss, Alpha or not, treat her like garbage. She had more than enough of that already. She hardened her gaze, and spat out, “I have no intention of distracting anyone. I’m here to work, to help you however I can.”
She watched as Kylo stiffened, and impossibly stood taller. A part of her wanted to bow her head and apologize, he was her boss after all. Another, much more vocal side wanted to knock this Alpha off his high horse. Especially when he opened his mouth again. "Whatever your intentions are, I won't have you seducing the staff."
Rey sputtered, “Seducing the – you have got to be kidding me! I’ll have you know, not that it is any of your business, I have no interest in Alphas. And most Beta’s take a 'no' at face value, so no need to worry there. I came to FOOD to work, not fuck.”
She saw Hux freeze, his hand tightened its grip on her shoulder. "Did she just-" Kylo roared, his face contorting into a snarl.
“Kylo, don’t. I forgot to tell her not to use that name. Calm yourself, before you do property damage,” Hux barked, he moved to stand between them now.
“You want me to calm down?” he spat, surging forward, and coming chest to chest with Hux. “You want me to calm down,” he asked again, still snarling, “while she mocks the company we’ve built.”
Rey was doing no such thing. She would never dare, one of the heads of the company being a giant ass or not. “It’s a clever acronym. Besides, who doesn’t love food?”
Rey crossed her arms over her chest. Her face set, eyes hard, lips pressed together. Kylo looked to be much the opposite. Eyes wild, mouth open, teeth bared, he took a deep breath, in through his nose. It was the only sound in the office space, aside from their heavy breathing. His eyes bulged, and he stepped closer, shaking his head as if confused.
“Enough Kylo. You wanted someone who was qualified to assist you? I found someone. Now, stop screaming like a five-year-old, and give my little sister a bloody chance,” Hux demanded. He placed a hand on the man’s chest, stopping his movement.
The mention of her ties to Hux seemed to deflate the anger in Kylo Ren’s eyes. He gave her one final glare, then turned back to Hux. “Fine, she better be worth it,” he spat, then spun on his heel.
Rey, watched him throw open the doors to his office. He slammed them shut and she felt the computer on her desk shake. She let out a sigh of relief. Rey sagged against Hux, who wrapped her into a hug.
“Now I see why Rose calls you her attack dog,” she joked.
Hux gave her a pat on the head, “Fighting with Kylo is a pass time I’ve perfected over the years,” he grinned, “don’t let him get to you. He’s been under a lot of stress lately.”
Poe, reminded them all once more of his presence, “seriously? That’s all you have to say? That asshole-”
“Is your boss, just like I am. What have I told you about trying to pick up members of the staff?” Hux droned, much like a disappointed father to a child who had done something they knew was against the rules.
“It’s not against policy to date,” Poe argued, puffing out his chest.
Rey watched the two Alpha’s interact. When Kylo had shown up, Poe had tucked his proverbial tail between his legs. He had jumped and retreated a good ten feet away. Now, without the other Alpha around, he was puffing out his chest and posturing again. Coming to stand toe to toe with her brother. That was not a wise decision on Poe Dameron’s part.
"No, but you keep home at home and work at work. That means you ask someone out on your own time, and you damn well know that" Hux rubbed his face, "go back downstairs. Don’t you have a job to perform?"
“But-”
“Move your ass, Dameron!” Hux growled.
Poe, as he walked back towards the elevator, called out to her. "Oi, after work I'll be waiting for your answer."
“You will not be asking Rey to be another notch on your bedpost, Dameron.”
“You’re not her boss at home!” he taunted.
“No I’m something far worse, her elder brother,” Hux’s voice was calm, but Rey knew that tone. If Poe did not back off her brother would be likely to explode.
Poe seemed to know this as well or sensed the danger he was in. He left without pushing any more buttons.
Rey felt exhausted, and it had only been a little less than her first two hours of work. “You could have warned me,” she poked her brother in the chest.
Hux shrugged, “About Poe, I had no idea. He’s usually only interested in Omegas. No idea why you grabbed his attention.”
“Yeah, well I don’t want his, or any Alpha’s attention,” Rey bit out.
“Dameron’s a veritable man-slut, ignore him for a week and he’ll find something else to wag his tail at.”
“Still would have been nice to know just how temperamental my new boss is going to be,” Rey hissed.
“Sorry, he’s not usually that bad. I’ll talk to him,” Hux offered.
Rey shook her head, “no, you’ll only set him off. I have heard tales of your insane friendship you know.”
Hux smirked, “I do indeed. Probably best to let him brood for a bit. Let’s get you all sorted out then, shall we?”
Hux waved Kaydel back over. She flashed Rey a sympathetic smile. Immediately they began to go over the work schedule. The computer system. The copy machine. How Mika had managed, and the notes she left behind. Hours passed as Rey absorbed everything they drilled into her head.
Hux chuckled when her stomach grumbled. "I think we've both missed our lunch date. Think my mate will be mad at us?"
Rey smirked, “at you, maybe. You’re the boss so this is all on you.”
“You’re probably right. I’ll have to cook something extra nice for dinner then.”
“Are you sure you’re an Alpha Hux? You’re very domestic,” she teased.
"Haha, very funny. Let's get something to eat, then I'm sending you in there with the Big Bad Wolf," Hux stood and offered her his arm.
“I’ll say it again, he can huff and puff and-”
“Blow an aneurysm," Hux finished.
“Too right.”
She and Hux ate at a small Delicatessen across the street from the office. They made small talk, nothing serious, work-related, or stressful. Of course, her mind was constantly drifting back towards Kylo Ren. Like a nagging itch, she had to scratch, his ire kept bringing itself to the forefront of her mind.
She slammed her fist onto the table and growled, "what the hell is his problem with me anyway?"
"Beg pardon?" Hux blinked and set his sub down.
“Seriously, what crawled up his ass and died there? He’s a complete ass!” Rey continued.
“Ah, we’re talking about Kylo. He can be quite the prick,” Hux nodded his head in agreement.
“How in the heck am I supposed to do my job and not be looking over my shoulder?” Rey bit her lip, her rage diffusing into concern for her employment status.
Hux shrugged his shoulders, “honestly? Keep your head down and just do the work. You’ll be fine.”
“Pfft, and one day I’ll become an Omega and meet my destined mate,” Rey sang, sarcasm dripping like venom from each syllable. “Mr. Ren has it out for me. And I didn’t even do anything wrong.”
Hux choked on his water, spitting it out onto the table, “Oh god, please call him that. For me?”
“You want me to get fired?” Rey accused him, narrowing her eyes.
Hux flushed as red as his hair, “no, not at all. I wouldn’t let him fire you. Kylo’s a hard man.”
Rey felt inclined to agree, his tight clothing did nothing to hide the hard planes of his body. She gave a derisive snort, “I’ve yet to meet a soft Alpha, except you. You’re the exception though.”
“Okay, his physical mass aside, he’s a prick sure, but he does care. He cares about the company, and all his employees. Sour attitude withstanding,” Hux reasoned.
“So, what, the big brooding Alpha just needs to get laid? Don’t make me laugh,” Rey shook her head and took a sip of her water.
“Well that couldn’t hurt, but I meant he’s still the same founder you admire. And it’s my job to make you laugh.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Rey waved her hand, “well I’m not going to be one of those assistants that takes care of all her boss’s needs.”
“God forbid you ever told him that,” Hux shook his head and picked up his sub once more.
“Why? Would it damage his poor ego?” Rey taunted, that urge to kick the Alpha of his high horse, still running strong.
“Just be nice. He is your boss you know. As am I,” Hux pointed out.
“Yeah, I know,” Rey frowned, no longer wanting to eat.
Hux watched her, and softly ordered, "eat your sub, Rey. Rose'll kill me if I let you go hungry."
They both knew Rose would not need to lift a finger. Her brother cared about very few people, herself and Rose were at the top of that very short list.
Rey finished her meal, forcing herself to eat the food. She never wanted Hux to worry too much, so she shoveled it down. The food was sour on her tongue. Or perhaps that was just the taste thoughts of Kylo Ren left in her mouth. She was going to have to work twice as hard to prove to him she was not a distraction. She was an asset to his company.
After work Rey carpooled with Hux and Rose home. They two of them may be mated, but they sometimes argued like cats and dogs. Once Rose had heard about what happened, the rest of the drive was Rose scolding her mate for not properly defending his sister.
If anything Kylo Ren had been civil in comparison towards his early outburst. He handed her a stack of files, told her to organize them, then leave him alone. All in all the two minutes in his presence were not the hellscape her brother's mate had made it out to be. Still a prick, but she could manage him just fine. Armitage Hux was her brother after all.
Rose cast Rey her third sympathetic look of the day. She chose to ignore it rather than risk getting Rose started on a tirade. Rose turned back to glaring at her mate. Rey readied her headphones, blasting music the moment they entered the house. She could swear one of the reasons they fought so much was the makeup sex. She needed her own place, and fast.
A few hours later, there was a knock at her door. “It’s open,” she called.
Rose stepped into the room, hair dripping wet from her shower. “Dinner should be ready in a bit. Heard you two had a late lunch.”
Rose crossed the room and plopped herself on the Bed. Rey spun in her chair and shrugged. “Lots of stuff to go over. We lost track of time,” she set down her watering pot and her bonsai cutters. She could perform maintenance on her tree later.
"It's alright, we all ended up eating in anyway. Had a working lunch," Rose said.
Her sister in law worked with others down in development. Rey hoped to join her as soon as her temporary position was over. She could even classify her time with the grumpy Kylo Ren as a hazing period.
Rose asked, “so, you need me to beat up the big boss for you?” as she kicked her legs in the air.
Rey shook her head. “No, it’s fine. I’m sure I can prove myself on my own.”
“Okay, well if Poe Dameron keeps bothering you, you let me know,” Rose swore.
"I doubt he will," Rey explained, "Hux pulled the ‘Rey's my sister, Piss off' card."
That seemed to mollify Rose. “Good. I’m glad you got your dream job, or are on your way to it. Even if it comes with an asshole of a boss.”
Rey could not agree more. “Yeah well, nothing’s ever really gone perfectly in my life. I know how to take lemons, and make lemonade.”
“That’s our girl!” Rose cheered.
She kind of was, Rose had been wary about Rey when she and Hux had first started dating. Him going off to call, text or face time with another woman worried her. Rose was an Omega, a strong woman, but an Omega. Another female around her desired mate was a threat biologically.
It was intimidating, having an angry-looking Rose hanging up the phone, or texting her through Hux's phone he was too busy to talk to her. Once they met in person, however, before the two had mated, Rose had decided that Rey was going to be her sister too. It had all just seemed to click into place. More often then not Rose would take the phone from Hux after that.
It was another, in her list of many reasons Rey was glad to have been lucky enough to have been born a boring Beta. She would hate to lose her sense of reason over any man, let alone any Alpha that came her way. She could focus on herself and her work, and that made her happy.
She had it all, her surrogate family, her dream job, and her talent. And an Alpha. Her oh so helpful brain reminded her for the third time that night. Yeah, and Alpha asshole boss. One she was going to have to avoid pissing off until she proved her worth. She was eager to show that prick Kylo Ren she was more than worth it.