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MAYBE YOU WANT A COLD DRINK

“Yeah, that tigress took something important from me and left; someone needed to take responsibility.”

And the call ended with that. Nigel was already jittery, and the first thing he was asked to do was to investigate an Omega.

He was already losing his senses out of panic, and there goes the reason for his weariness, calling as if the situation were a joke.

If Iro was truly abducted like he thought, before the call, he wouldn't be able to use any method because their situation was tight.

But after that stingy call, he didn't know anymore; he just wanted to kick that damn door facing the untouched room.

And yell.

Out of the cheap motel, Ryo's anger was all over his senses. He had not confronted the two yet, but what's the use of confrontation if everything has been laid bare in his eyes? It never crosses his mind that Sachin and many people will stab him in the back. 

He trusted Sachin so much with everything about him and Carlson, sharing all his silly little fights with his lover.

Even the way he was pampered the most by Carlson, his sweet moments, and how he felt so lucky to be married soon to his Alpha and, above all, an Enigma, and to have a best friend who's always beside him.

Ryo can't think of any reason, and if there is, that would be pathetic.

Enigma is the highest among Alphas and the top of all second genders; Enigma, unlike Dominant Alphas, can impregnate any of the six genders; yes, even male Beta can't escape its wrath.

It's the only thing he can think of. Sachin is a recessive Omega, losing all his Omega traits, and can't even detect pheromones, almost like a Beta; if paired with an Enigma, he will slowly become a real Omega.

He didn't expect to catch them having sex inside the car he gifted Carlson on his birthday after he received an anonymous text message. At first, he thought it was one of Carlson's ways of surprising him. And he really was surprised to see their infidelity.

Such a pity that the happy marriage he's been dreaming of will never happen anymore.

And the painful part was that Sachin helped him a lot for an entire day to buy that car. It turned out he was preparing someone else's wedding dress.

The situation was making him even more furious to the point he couldn't imagine how funny it would be reversed.

Now everyone's pointing their fingers at him for having an affair. 

It was an accident; he was drugged. How could he want that?

Connecting the dots, he knew Sachin planned everything to cut the last string of relationships he had with Carlson; he had already lost the upper hand.

“No wonder he refuses those tinted-window cars; it's because he wanted me to see their dirty actions.”

Ryo smirks, talking to himself.

Who would not be devastated in that kind of situation? Ryo drowned himself in alcohol; he felt so stupid not making a ruckus.

If only he hadn't chosen alcohol just because he was upset, maybe he wouldn't have fallen into Sachin's trap.

“I swear, Sachin, I must get even with you today! ”

Ryo took a taxi, driving straight to Sachin's house; he didn't need to ring the doorbell and just kicked the main gate violently with his limited edition shoes from a famous designer who only made one pair a year from Paris.

“Now… that's a fast one,” Ryo smirked; it seemed like his presence had long been awaited because someone was already running like a mad dog.

The one who approached him after the gate was kicked open was Dini, Sachin's mother, who was overly disheveled from head to toe, wearing nothing inside but a robe that he shouldn't have worn to begin with.

Ryo was thinking, what was he showing off with that body tattered with teeth marks, skin covered with the smell of saliva, and sticky liquid still trickling down its legs?

Seeing how daring Dini was, Ryo didn't pay much attention to what he was so confident of with that facade of concern.

He already knew they were cooking something fishy because an apple would never bear a tangerine.

And, indeed, the show-off of Sachin's mother was purposely made for him to see.

Dini was already expecting Ryo to come as planned.

“Ryo, what brought you here une-----

He was cut off in his dramatic, chilling tone, and before he could say more, Ryo barged inside like he owned the place; it's obvious he's no stranger to the house and knows pretty well where to go.

“Are you looking for Sachin? He is inside his room.”

Dini followed behind with an ear-to-ear smile, questioning Ryo about what brought him in, with a voice laced with panic as if he were really frightened out of concern.

“Maybe you're hungry? I can prepare a meal for you if it pleases you, since I already see you as my son.”

Asking Ryo again why it looked like he was not in the mood and whatever inquiry he could make to lengthen their interaction, wanting to get someone's attention from above.

“Or maybe you want a cold drink? ”

All the talks and rumblings were thrown in the air.

“Wait? Ryo, what's wrong? Perhaps I can help? ”

Dini ran after him, filled with anxiety, but truth be told, he wanted Ryo to rush in and see what he had prepared for him after a long time of hiding.

“Ryo! Stop for a moment. Can you tell me what's happening? ”

Dini tried to make Ryo face him, but he was trashed behind.

“Where are you going? Wait! ”

It wasn't a mistake to open that door; it was Sachin's room that was switched quickly.

And what took Ryo by surprise was someone he didn't expect to see, someone who took part in his mother's death.

“Father?” 

Both people were frozen, staring at each other; one was shocked, and the other was confused.