Chapter 56 - Naomi

What hurt me even more was that Naomi, Keith’s current partner, was maintaining the relationship much longer than the women before her. It had already been long past the time for swapping out, but Keith didn’t order me to find him a new partner.

Perhaps Keith took a liking to Naomi as well.

Just imagining that made me feel as if my heart was going to explode.

When I returned after spending a fair bit of time, the high-pitched, breathless moans and squeals could no longer be heard. The mansion was sunken in silence.

I heard the door from behind me as I sighed deeply. I thought it was Charles coming back with my jacket, but I was wrong. It was Naomi who had opened the door and walked out.

“Oh my,” she exclaimed in surprise when she noticed me. 

Naomi was wearing a thin dress that highlighted her cleavage over her slender body. She staggered as she walked over to me, fixing the shoulder strap that had slid down with the tip of her fingernails. “Mr. Pittman’s secretary, right? Great timing. Where’s the butler? He offered to drive me home when we were done.”

“…He will be here soon. Did you just finish up?”

I didn’t even need to hear the answer to know. I could smell a thick layer of pheromones from her entire body. Naomi was a beta, so this was all completely Keith’s pheromones.

At that moment, I felt a violent surge of jealousy. As I hastily bowed my head downward to hide my facial expression, she nonchalantly pulled out a cigarette from her small handbag and wedged it between her lips.

Naomi exhaled the smoke for a long while and said, “You’re an omega, right? Did you also sleep with Mr. Pittman?”

The lethargy after intercourse wholly rubbed off from her voice. Her tired eyes that loosely tilted downward left me with no doubt.

“No. Mr. Pittman… doesn’t sleep with men.” Strangely enough, my voice calmly trickled into my ears—almost too calmly. Naomi stared at me in shock, but she hadn’t found out about my true feelings.

“Really? Even though you’re an omega?”

I dryly repeated once again, “He does not have s*x with men.”

She whistled and sighed out a long chain of smoke. “Oh, that’s unfortunate. He is so good at s*x… but you never got the chance to sleep with him.”

Proudness and sympathy surfaced simultaneously on Naomi’s face. Curiosity and repulsion violently fought their way up together. “I see…” I trailed off, but she continued as if she couldn’t bear not telling anyone about it.

“If only I wasn’t held up to the confidentiality clause, honestly… I heard that Annabel tried to steal his sperm, and I can sort of understand her. If I could make a clone of him, I would. If we actually went to sleep together, I would even take a picture of his p*nis while that man slept to make a d*ldo that looked exactly the same. I wonder how Annabel stole his sperm. I’d probably get slapped in the face if I asked her for tips, right?” She could not hide her disappointment about having been kicked out as soon as his purpose had been achieved.

Watching her blankly stare into space as if reminiscing rendered me speechless. I had heard a few reviews about intercourse with Keith from partners who had passed by. I always just forced myself to ignore it and let it go out the other ear or quickly changed the subject, but this time I was stuck here for good.

Unfortunately, there was no way for Naomi to know how I felt. She blatantly showed her disappointment as she shook her head. “But no matter how well-made the d*ldo, it could never make up for his technique. Our breakup will happen when it happens, but I hope he’d at least do me good before it happens.”

I gazed at her beautiful side profile. This actress was very well-known for her plentiful experience with men. Even when I relayed Keith’s message along with a piece of jewelry, she didn’t seem all too overjoyed.

In fact, she had laughed and haughtily said, “Is that so? That’s fantastic. I was curious as to how great he was.”

However, ever since meeting Keith that night at the hotel, she kept calling the secretary’s office starting the very next day to ask for the time of the next appointment. Since Keith’s partners always did that, I didn’t think too much of it. I admittedly didn’t want to think too deeply about it.

‘But to think that I’d find out about the reason like this, without even preparing myself for it…’ I didn’t know how to react, so I just kept my mouth shut. To be honest, I was curious. After all, I would never be able to find out myself. However, I knew I would feel even more pathetic once I heard.

I chose pride over curiosity. “I am glad to hear that you were satisfied.”

“Satisfied?” Naomi chuckled and blew out a puff of smoke. “Well, I suppose you can be so calm about it because you’ve never slept with him before. Keith was the best out of all the men I’ve slept with. And Christ, here I was wondering why they all went crazy for him. How sad… when he breaks up with me in the future, I can already see myself sobbing and clinging onto him.”

‘When will Charles get here?’ I wondered.

I grew impatient and slipped what I was actually thinking. “Even if you do cling to him, I hope you don’t hit me.”

“Hit you?” she exclaimed, and I realized my mistake.

However, I couldn’t cry over spilled milk. As Naomi stared at me with wide eyes, I sighed and replied honestly but drily. “Many people find the disappointment overwhelming and find the breakup difficult to accept. Mr. Pittman makes sure to show his sincerity until the very end, but there must be some things that just cannot be satisfied with material goods.”

I closed my mouth without bothering to go into detail about it. Naomi squinted her eyes. I didn’t know what she was thinking, so I kept silent.

Naomi took the cigarette to her mouth and replied indifferently, “Everyone lashes out at those they find to be an easy target. After all, they won’t be able to bring themselves to do that to Keith Knight Pittman. You have a hard life, too.”