But before I could do that, an important project the company was working on was leaked externally. I swear it wasn’t something I did. What benefit would I gain by doing such a thing? My marriage to Bjorn was scheduled. The only thing that mattered to me was that—
‘You claim you’re innocent. I also think it wasn’t something you did.’
While I was unable to properly respond due to bewilderment, Andrea calmly raised the corner of his mouth.
‘Icanoth, shall we do this?’
I found it strange that he was smiling like that in a situation where confidential project information had been leaked and a colleague was being framed as the culprit, but I didn’t immediately suspect him. For me, Andrea Carp was, before being a superior, ‘a good and perfect person.’
‘If Bjorn were to say he would marry you, I’ll make this matter disappear. However, if that doesn’t happen, you’ll have to take responsibility for it.’
‘What…?’
‘It’s a good proposal, isn’t it? Of course, I won’t tell Bjorn to resolve this issue for you. I’m just saying I’ll cover it up as if nothing happened. Like nothing ever happened from the beginning. Don’t think it’s strange. If you marry Bjorn, this will be a wedding gift.’
I agreed because I didn’t realize it was a gamble when it was presented as one. It had been just a few days since Bjorn proposed to me. I naturally thought he would marry me. I believed his feelings wouldn’t change in just a few days.
‘I’m sorry.’
I couldn’t even ask him to repeat himself. Sorry for what?
‘I’m truly sorry. Please believe that this… isn’t my true intention.’
That was the beginning and end of it. Bjorn said if he chose me, he would lose everything. The company he built with all his efforts, the wealthy life he had from birth. No, everything he possessed.
He didn’t say he was being threatened by Andrea, but I naturally came to know it as time passed. That afternoon, I saw an article reporting that the business Bjorn was working on had been completely halted due to government sanctions. Plus large-scale investment cancellations. When other blatant incidents happened one after another, he had to follow his estranged father’s wishes and get married to cover the sudden losses. His partner was a dominant omega who could become his business partner.
‘Icanoth. You lost.’
And I… after the wedding ended, Andrea handed me a contract while I was half out of my mind from shock.
<_____ absolutely obeys Andrea Carp.>
If I didn’t sign, I would become a criminal. Yet I couldn’t choose to go to prison either.
‘Bjorn is my cousin, but I can easily take away everything he has. I tried it this time, and it was much easier than I thought.’
<This contract has no set time limit.>
‘You decide.’
The sentences written in the contract would have no legal effect, but the story changes if his power is involved. Andrea was serious. Only when he released his pheromones and pushed his hand between my legs while presenting the contract… I can only marvel at my stupidity for realizing it then.
Thinking about it now, it’s clear he had a hand in leaking the project outside the company. Otherwise, things wouldn’t have progressed with such perfect timing and in exactly the way Andrea wanted.
…I cannot understand him.
Why? Why me?
What am I to him?
* * *
“Icanoth.”
As I was getting up from the bed, I heard Andrea’s voice from behind me.
“Aren’t you going to rest a bit more?”
“…”
“You must be tired.”
I had thought he’d left the room, which is why I was moving. Hearing his voice, my body instinctively stiffened with tension. Fortunately, he was sitting on the sofa with no sign of approaching me, so I managed to speak.
“…I want to wash up.”
“Alright. Do that.”
The feeling of semen pooling inside me was unpleasant. Especially as I became newly aware that a male omega’s body has a structure more conducive to receiving semen.
“Hmm…”
With his permission granted, I carefully placed my trembling legs on the floor. Hastily wrapping myself in a nearby robe, I headed to the bathroom, thinking only of draining the semen and washing my body. My skin covered with his pheromones itched. As soon as I closed the door, I filled the bathtub and directed the showerhead between my legs.
“…ugh.”
The lower area was unpleasantly sticky. Even as I rinsed and rubbed, it seemed like there was still that distinctive squelching sound, making me hesitate to insert my fingers despite this being a routine task. But I had no other suitable tools. Biting my lip tightly, I pushed my finger into the slightly swollen opening.
“Ah, uh, ah…”
It’s soft and relaxed, easily accepting my fingers, which feels like traces of Andrea’s use. This time, I really felt nauseous and coughed several times. I always felt this way when scraping out the semen. Andrea always took birth control pills and never used condoms, so this happened after almost every encounter.
The cleanup was my responsibility. I had to beg to be allowed to do even this by myself without Andrea’s help. If not… I don’t want to think about it. I tapped my chest, which felt heavy like something was weighing on it, and washed my hands. One wash wasn’t enough, so I washed three, four times consecutively before entering the bathtub. The unpleasant stickiness disappeared easily, but something else bothered me.
Was Andrea still outside?
Seeing him dressed in clothes rather than a nightgown, it seemed like he had other business. But since I no longer kept track of his schedule like before, I stopped thinking about it. Listening carefully without making a sound, I couldn’t hear anything outside the bathroom. I hoped he had left the hotel while I was washing. I prayed throughout my shower and while putting on the robe, then quietly opened the door.
“…Ah. Andrea-ssi.”
I should have stayed inside a little longer.
It was too late to regret it now; I couldn’t close the door. As soon as our eyes met, I instinctively shrank back. Andrea, who had been sitting on the sofa, stood up and walked toward me.
“You haven’t left yet.”
“I wanted to see your face before leaving.”
He stretched his arms toward me. The distance between us was at most four or five steps.
“Come here, Icanoth.”
I awkwardly walked forward. When I was embraced, I closed my eyes like someone about to be struck. Andrea’s body heat was so close it felt like it was splashing on my face. As my face was buried in his shoulder, our bodies were completely pressed together.
“It’s a shame my pheromones seem to have all washed away in the water.”
His large hands began to caress my back. From top to bottom. Then from bottom to top. My toes curled and uncurled repeatedly with anxiety.
“Are you… going to do it again?”
It was common for us to do it consecutively, but we had never had relations again after I had already washed up. But even that couldn’t be considered absolutely certain. Anything could change if Andrea felt like it.
“Well, what should I do?”
I didn’t want to tremble with fear of his pheromones growing stronger, but being held in his arms meant being showered with various scents. The cologne he often used, his body scent hidden beneath it. And the thick pheromones unique to dominant alphas… I broke into a cold sweat at the thought of pheromones like a huge tidal wave enveloping my body. At the same time, my throat tickled with tension, making me want to scream for him to just do it quickly if he was going to. The image of him pulling at my robe’s belt kept flashing in my mind.
“Tomorrow will be quite busy. Rest well. I’ll send Edik in the morning.”
But making my fears seem foolish, Andrea cleanly detached himself from me and left the room. Even after a considerable time had passed, he didn’t return. Staring stupidly at the closed door, I was fixing the loosened belt of my robe when I pulled it and untied it completely.
I need to wash again. From head to toe, thoroughly.
After washing clean, I would open all the windows in the room. So that Andrea’s smell would somewhat disappear. Then I’ll be fine. Definitely.
Thinking this, I was heading to the bathroom when my strength gave way and I collapsed on the floor. Though I had things to do, I simply couldn’t stand on my feet. My stomach felt heavy and sore as if I had swallowed countless stones.
The emotions I had been suppressing all day while being with him struck my entire body. My only hope was one thing: that Andrea would lose interest in continuing this behavior as soon as possible. And that he would retract this whim.
At Bjorn’s wedding, Andrea said nonsense about marrying me, but I don’t believe it.
2: Examination, Machine, and Various Toys
[I’ll be waiting at the main entrance. Take your time coming out.]
10:30 in the morning. Waking up alone in the hotel, Icanoth stared blankly at his phone before dropping it on the bed. Although he knew it was a meaningless action, there were times when he couldn’t help but do it, and this was one of those times. The message was from Edik, the person who helped with Andrea’s personal matters unrelated to the company.
Would he be taken to Andrea again today in Edik’s car?
