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Ben Solo prides himself on control. His new Omega assistant has become a very inconvenient variable. At thirty-four, the Alpha CEO of First Order Industries has built his life around discipline: strict boundaries, scent blockers, suppressants, and absolutely no mixing business with biology. Then [Y/N] takes the desk outside his office. Competent, stubborn, and entirely too comfortable telling him no, they become indispensable faster than Ben would like—and far harder to ignore. A trace of scent through a fading blocker. Late nights behind closed office doors. Business trips. Other Alphas standing just a little too close. None of it should matter. It does. And when an unexpectedly early heat leaves them alone together on an overnight trip, Ben’s carefully maintained control is about to face its first real test.