Chapter 73
The suspicion that there might be a separate mastermind behind the crime briefly crossed Tae-geon’s mind, but he had dismissed it as his own tendency to be overly sensitive about matters concerning Hyeon-woo. Now he realized his instinct had been correct. It was clear that Se-jin, harboring ill will towards Hyeon-woo, had bribed an alpha to carry out the act.
“Do you know that omega’s name?”
“…I don’t know. I’ve only seen them a few times in the hotel lobby during their heat.”
Lies.
If he was capable of instigating such a crime, it meant he knew everything about Hyeon-woo.
There was only one reason for Se-jin to harbor ill will towards Hyeon-woo. The fact that Hyeon-woo had been covered in his pheromones, multiple times at that.
Perhaps in the process of investigating Hyeon-woo’s background, he had uncovered everything about their relationship. That’s why he had given him that look when Tae-geon pretended not to remember and asked for the omega’s name.
“Sometimes they gave off a disgusting smell, God knows what they’ve been mixing with.”
“Imprinting on such a promiscuous omega.”
“That would be bad luck.”
Tae-geon’s eyes flickered with murderous intent as he recalled Se-jin’s vicious face demeaning Hyeon-woo as if testing him.
“…Haha. Hahaha.”
A chilling laugh spread lowly through the room. Veins bulged ominously on Tae-geon’s fist as he repeatedly clenched and unclenched it.
*
[There’s more in the freezer too
Thaw it out and eat more.]
Hyeon-woo sighed deeply after opening the refrigerator with the yellow sticky note and seeing its overstuffed interior.
“…How am I supposed to eat all this by myself.”
He didn’t even dare to think about the food in the freezer. He took out a pot of porridge and put it on the gas stove. Then, as he headed to the microwave to heat up some cold side dishes, he found the situation there was no different.
Sticky notes with something meticulously written on them were plastered all over. A cold sneer appeared on Hyeon-woo’s lips as he looked at them, which Tae-geon must have written himself. He found it laughable how Tae-geon was acting like a cat thinking about a mouse.
He sat down at the table with a bowl of the now-boiling porridge. He ate the porridge while firmly fixing his head in place, which kept trying to turn towards the entrance.
It was Tae-geon who had restricted his freedom. He treated him worse than an animal at times, but for some reason, Hyeon-woo’s heart had started to soften towards Tae-geon, who had recently begun to act hypocritically, without him even realizing it.
Only one day had passed out of the five days Tae-geon would be absent, but for some reason, Hyeon-woo felt anxious about his absence. Was this what Stockholm syndrome felt like? To be eagerly waiting for the return of the person who had imprisoned him.
He felt both pathetic and miserable at himself. His life and death depended on Tae-geon’s hands. If he never returned, Hyeon-woo was destined to die here, either from starvation or insanity.
He felt like he was drifting in a vast ocean, isolated from the world, neither alive nor dead. The sensation of wandering alone in an endless, infinite space.
At that moment, a terrible loneliness swept over his entire body.
Hyeon-woo shuddered once at the sudden chill. As he tried to shake off Tae-geon’s face that kept trying to surface in his mind and focus on his meal, his eyes betrayed his will and turned towards the front door. It was a sorrowful gaze, as if eagerly waiting for someone’s return.
*
“…Huff.”
Tae-geon’s naked back, slick with sweat, heaved strongly. All the muscles in his body writhed violently, repeatedly contracting and relaxing as if they were invertebrates trying to break through the skin. It was a struggle even to open his eyes due to the surging intraocular pressure. His vision was completely blurred.
The rut that had started in the morning was now reaching its peak of pain as night fell. All his nerves were screaming for Hyeon-woo.
He knew the whereabouts of that sweet warmth. Perhaps that’s why the psychological pain index he felt was clearly different from before when he didn’t even know Hyeon-woo’s whereabouts. His body, which had been freely taking Hyeon-woo at will until now, was throwing a tantrum, demanding Hyeon-woo while arbitrarily stirring up stimulation points.
An indescribable stimulation ran through his entire body, as if both pain points and pleasure points were being seared simultaneously with a heated awl.
“Ugh…!”
A painful groan escaped Tae-geon’s throat. His body, unable to reach climax, kept chasing after greater pleasure, expressing terrible longing.
Just then, as Tae-geon’s entire body tensed up again with another wave of arousal, the room door opened with a click.
Tae-geon, who had been lying face down with his head buried in the sheets, barely managed to get up and cover his lower half with a robe that had been lying on one side of the bed, just as someone appeared from around the corner.
Se-jin felt like he was going to go crazy from the wonderful dominant alpha pheromones filling the room. The alpha’s sensual body was glistening with sweat in an obscene sheen. He involuntarily swallowed hard.
The tightly woven muscles writhed noisily as if competing with each other. The alpha’s head twisted back fully as his body trembled once as if in convulsions. Then.
“Urgh…!”
Dense pheromones burst into the air. The moment the alpha’s unfocused eyes, catching his breath with heavy pants, turned towards him, Se-jin almost collapsed on the spot.
It was real, the rut.
It was undoubtedly an alpha’s heat period for anyone to see.
Se-jin steadied his wobbling legs and approached to sit on the bed. It was fortunate that he had taken the maximum dose of illegal suppressants with dozens of times stronger effects, otherwise who knows what embarrassing behavior he might have exhibited by now.
After mingling bodies with Tae-geon, Se-jin had never felt satisfaction from any other alpha. For some reason, even suppressants didn’t work.
While searching for a way to calm his heat, he learned about a disreputable establishment that dealt with dominant alpha pheromones, and from there, he even reached out to narcotic suppressants traded there.
Thanks to that, Se-jin, maintaining his rationality, looked Tae-geon up and down.
The robe covering the alpha’s private area was proudly rising along the contours of his large cock. He wanted to suck that magnificent thing right away, but he held back. If it was to completely possess the alpha as his own, he could willingly endure his current desires.
Se-jin wrapped his arms around Tae-geon’s neck and embraced him. Tae-geon also embraced the omega in return. The fine hairs around his nape, where the alpha’s breath scattered, stood on end, sending a tingling shiver through him. He was on the verge of losing even the composure to question the true intentions behind the alpha’s approach.
He immediately realized that the business card the alpha had given him was fake.
‘You said you had sex with Tae-geon. What kind of relationship do you have?’
The image of that annoying young omega, calling the alpha’s name so casually and interrogating about their relationship as if he was something special, was still vivid in his mind.
Choi Tae-geon.
Why had he given a fake business card? For some reason, he was trying to hide his identity.
Despite having his heart completely stolen, he had given up, feeling only frustration at being unable to do anything. After marrying a mediocre beta alpha, he had started turning to drugs recently out of boredom, but then this alpha reappeared before him and reignited the dying embers in his heart.
After parting with the alpha last night, Se-jin immediately tracked down the whereabouts of that annoying young omega. He had been reported missing. He had already been gone for several months.
Some were even raising suspicions of suicide. There were rumors that he had disappeared secretly from his family to hide a chronic illness. Indeed, there was no trace of him using any essential social services necessary for human life.
He was already irritating, and Se-jin’s mouth twisted into a crooked smile as he thought it would be nice if the omega’s body washed up as a corpse in the Incheon sea.
‘I don’t even remember the omega you’re talking about……’
Was that why he pretended not to know? Because the omega he had been fooling around with had taken his own life?
It was nonsense. If he wasn’t directly involved in the disappearance, there was no need to lie like that.
The omega’s suspicious gaze turned towards Tae-geon. Everything was full of questions.
Everything, from the alpha who had suddenly appeared and stolen his soul to the entire situation, reeked of danger. His survival instinct was whispering for him to run away, but Se-jin tightened his arms around Tae-geon’s neck and embraced him more strongly.
If he was going to give up here, he wouldn’t have started in the first place. Se-jin recalled the cards he held in his mind. He had something to rely on. Although he hadn’t collected them for this purpose, they would be very useful now.
Se-jin buried his nose deeply in Tae-geon’s nape and took a deep breath. The ecstatic pheromones rushed into his lungs all at once.
I will definitely get my hands on you. He wanted to announce to the world right away that this alpha was his. He wanted to bind him as his own with marital vows as soon as possible.
Se-jin gazed at Tae-geon as if mesmerized, with gleaming eyes. The sight of him panting heavily with unfocused eyes was insanely sexy.
As Se-jin stared intently at the alpha’s wet lips from which hot breaths were bursting, about to overlay his own on them, the alpha, who had been matching his breathing, slightly twisted his head at the last moment to avoid the kiss.
…What?
A sneer spread across Se-jin’s lips at this blatant rejection.
