By Zephyria 
However, the Station Chief had no choice but to ignore it, pretending not to know. He had been promised a massive donation on the condition that he put up with the unwanted young master for just one year. He could demand whatever he wanted, like the latest fire truck or firefighting equipment he had been coveting for a while. So, who could dare to resist this sweet temptation?
The same went for his subordinates. They might be angry now that someone was parachuting into a position they had worked so hard to achieve, but after receiving the reward in a year, they would all feel better and understand the Station Chief.
But Miller was someone he couldn’t understand, spending so much money just for his son’s hobby. Of course, it was possible because he had the financial resources to back it up. As a commoner, he couldn’t even dream of doing such a thing.
Even Ashley Miller, who was said to have no blood or tears, seemed to cherish his own child.
Despite what he had said to his staff, the Station Chief himself felt an unpleasant feeling in his stomach as he continued to think about it. But he had no choice but to endure it. The fact that he only had to endure it for a year also applied to him.
“Ahem,” the Fire Chief cleared his throat and gestured ostentatiously at the documents in front of him.
“I’ve heard about you from Congressman Miller. But we still have to go through a simple procedure, so I’m going to ask you a few questions. Is that alright?”
“Yes, of course.”
This was also something they had discussed in advance. Of course, it was just a formality, but they couldn’t skip it altogether. After all, they couldn’t have people saying it was illegal later on.
Clearing his throat again, the Fire Chief looked up at the man.
“Introduce yourself. Tell me what kind of person you are.”
“My name is Grayson Miller.”
Starting with his simple name, he continued to speak without hesitation. The Fire Chief’s expression remained unchanged as he listened to the man’s words. The questions were the same old, predictable ones that were commonly asked of those who wanted to become firefighters. The outcome was already determined no matter how he answered, so the Station Chief was listening to his words with a blank stare.
…Huh?
But as he listened quietly to the smoothly flowing voice, he gradually realized that something was wrong. The Station Chief unconsciously adjusted his posture and asked the next question, but the situation did not change. Rather, a sense of eeriness even crept in.
The content of his words, his tone, his gestures, and even his gaze.
A chill ran down his spine as he watched all of Miller’s actions.
Dominant Alphas are all psychopaths.
And a fact he had once heard in passing suddenly resurfaced in his mind.
People who are beautiful enough to captivate everyone, but whose brains are just as broken. Someone who had expressed extreme hatred for Dominant Alphas had said that, saying that they were all abnormal. That no one but another Dominant Alpha could understand them.
The moment that story overlapped with the man in front of him, a chill ran down the Station Chief’s entire body.
Desire Me if you can
Several men who had looked up at the cloudless blue sky soon turned to each other and exchanged tacit glances. They had already heard that Grayson Miller had gone to the Fire Chief’s office, so the time for confrontation would soon come.
“Everyone ready?”
One man asked, and the other men nodded in turn.
“How long has that bastard been in the Station Chief’s office?”
“He should be coming out soon. He’ll be here any minute.”
“We need to break him of his habits from the start. We need to make him realize that being a firefighter is definitely not an easy job.”
“Let’s make him piss his pants right there.”
“It’ll be a sight to see him running away with his pants soaked.”
“Help me, help me!”
Laughter erupted at someone’s mocking cry. They were men who trained their muscles every day and were used to doing hard labor. An ordinary man was nothing to them. And Valentina was even out watching. Now was the perfect time to show Valentina how manly they were. Come on, you little young master!
They stood there, flexing their muscles and glaring in the direction Miller was expected to come from. The time filled with tension in the silence was not long.
“…He’s coming.”
Someone muttered as they heard approaching footsteps. The sound of someone swallowing hard followed. The man, who clenched his fist and adjusted his posture as if to show off, saw someone coming around the corner, and then everyone’s eyes focused on him. The first to appear was the Station Chief, as expected. Their eyes quickly shifted to the person who would appear next.
Let’s see that handsome face of his. He’ll be crying like a baby soon.
In the midst of the murderous gaze, the man finally appeared.
Something seems wrong with the perspective.
That was the thought that first came to their minds in common. It was well known that Ashley Miller, the head of the Miller family, was an incredibly tall man. Therefore, they vaguely expected that his son, this man, would also be quite tall. Some of them had even seen his photos or videos through the media, so they were somewhat prepared.
But there was a huge difference between imagining it and actually seeing it. They were speechless and lost in thought at the sight of a huge man walking towards them, looking like he had three more heads than ordinary people.
It wasn’t just his height that made them doubt their own eyes. His flamboyant golden hair shone dazzlingly in the sunlight, and his deep purple eyes, which they had never seen before, added to the man’s mystery.
In addition, with his long, horizontal eyes, a smooth nose that seemed to have never been broken, a refreshingly large mouth, and wide, thick lips, he was perfect. Not to mention his firm, muscular chest revealed through the two or three unbuttoned buttons of his shirt, and his long arms and legs that matched his height. Even his fingers were beautiful. He looked as if he had just stepped out of a fashion photoshoot.
And an unbelievably sweet scent emanated from this man. The pleasant scent that made them feel like they would fall into it made them even more dazed.
This man doesn’t belong here.
They vaguely recalled. He must have come to the wrong place. Or he was here to film a fire station promotional video. That’s right, that must be it. Everyone was thinking the same thing. This man couldn’t be the brat they were waiting for.
They were just staring blankly at the man who had stopped a few steps away when a clearing of the throat, “ahem,” awakened their attention. Nevertheless, the Fire Chief opened his mouth to them, who still couldn’t take their eyes off the man.
“This is Grayson Miller. As you already know, he will be with us for the next year. I hope you all welcome him. It’s a short time, so I trust you’ll all treat him well.”
This meant, “Let’s just endure it for a year.” Of course, they all understood, and after a slight delay, they finally realized the reality before their eyes.
That the person they had been so eager to get their hands on was this man right in front of them.
“This bastard is Miller?”
One man asked with a scowl on his face. His gaze was still fixed on Grayson, and he had a rebellious expression, but there was a hint of disbelief in his tone.
“Yes.”
The Station Chief replied, looking reluctant.
“I told you the general idea before, so let’s just introduce each other briefly and call it a day. We’ll tell you about the work starting tomorrow, so don’t overdo it.”
He had slipped in a word instead of telling them not to cause trouble, but it was uncertain how far his subordinates would follow. The Station Chief cast a dubious glance at Grayson and added.
“We’ll have a welcome party at the bar tonight, so everyone should come without fail. You can slowly get to know the guys who aren’t here then.”
He spoke as considerately as possible, but Grayson Miller seemed to have no interest at all, disappointingly. The Fire Chief sighed and left his seat at the sight of him looking around the fire station interior with a clear view thanks to his towering height.
Anyway, they’re adults, so they’ll do what they need to do. I’ve done as much as I can. There’s no need to warn them about that man.