LOGIN“Have we met before?”Of course he’d follow me. Ael stood in the bathroom doorway, his reflection appearing beside mine in the mirror. He was wearing the outfit I’d left for him on the bed— a charcoal sweater and black pants. I hadn’t expected him to wear it anywhere but school. Despite the distance he’d kept between us, I still felt as if I knew him well enough to anticipate his next move.Even though he’s been avoiding me all this time. “I am quite certain I left socks on the bed for you. Why would you wear any shoe without—?”He crossed the room before I could blink.I turned, raising my hand in the air but that didn’t stop him. His hand grabbed the collar of my shirt, pulling me close before shoving his phone into my face. “Stop ignoring my question fuckface and answer me truthfully. Have we fucking met?”I looked at the picture. Ael on that chair and me… the version of me that I would like to pretend didn’t exist standing beside him. Even though Ael’s face was barely showing
I hit the golf ball and watched as it flew across the field. I raised a hand to shield my eyes from the sun, tracking it until it landed and heard the voice beside me say in a Greek accent. “Not bad for a first timer, Ambrose. I suppose what they say about you is true. You are gifted.”I smiled and turned to look at him. Councilman Dmitri Aetos. Tall. Broad. Salt-and-pepper hair. The kind of face that had been in power too long. “I’m honoured that you even let me in this club in the first place, sir.”“Please, it’s an honour to have you here. Amate and Aiser have spoken so much about you. I honestly don’t know how Soraia puts up with it.” My forehead crinkled at those names as his voice boomed as he spoke, his hand reaching out to call his caddie over. “Though the presence of your… friend was unexpected.”My friend. Dressing Sam up for this event wasn’t by any chance a small feat. I had to make him think he’d chosen the clothes himself. Then there was the bringing him here to gol
AelBeating up people wasn’t something I enjoyed but talking never seemed to work so I substituted. “Wow, you’re just like Batman, aren’t you? Breaking their spines but refusing to end their suffering?” I turned to look at Mielli who was crouched to the floor. Her entire body was drenched, her dress sticking to her body but she still stayed smiling at me even though five unconscious bodies lay on the floor around us. I took off my jacket and placed it around her. “We’re going home. You need to change into something else before you get a cold.”“But your classes—”“Do you want me to carry you down the hallway? You know I will.”Mielli shook her head and stood. Whatever they had thrown on her made her scent quieter but as I stood, she was still smiling at me. “We could… let’s use the back entrance. Is that okay? Oh. And about… about them—”I grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the back entrance without another word. She stumbled a little in her heels, still shaking from the cold
I closed the door to the house, my eyes falling on Ael instantly as he stood right at the stairs, his eyes on me. “Good evening, Hyung.”I was supposed to wait for him to bring me back after school. That was the plan he’d made. But after my altercation with Eimi, every instinct in me told me to find Ael and fuck him. Smell him. Taste him. But instead, I did the reasonable thing. I stayed away. Because I had work to do. “I waited hours for you. Stayed at the parking lot till seven pm. Tried to call but you responded to none of my texts and your phone was switched off.” He looked menacing as he stood there. He wasn’t wearing a shirt so I could see the tattoos on his chest running down to his arms and his nipples. And grey sweatpants. Was this supposed to be a seduction thing? Or revenge? “I apologize, I had something to do—”My body faltered all of sudden, my hand moving to the wound on my abdomen. I could feel the dizziness set in, the sudden fatigue after all my movements today
“You look quite dressed, golden boy.” Sam’s voice tried to hide his annoyance but his scent made it quite clear. I walked further in. This place was different from the previous warehouse. Emptier. “I had a date.”There were more guards than before sround him now and this time, two men were on their knees bruised and beaten with a cloth in their mouth. “I brought food. I wasn’t sure you had eaten. With everything going on.”Sam's eyes flicked to the bag in my hand, then back to my face. The muscle in his jaw twitched. “Search him. And bring the food as well.” His men hurried to me. They took the bag as some of them searched me. My eyes moved to one of the men who was now sweating buckets as he stared at me. He was the one I let escape after Ael’s distraction. What an improvement of my day. “I heard about the warehouse fire from my stepbrother. Did you lose anything of value?”Sam's lips curled into something that wasn't quite a smile. “You could say that.”The guard who'd been sear
“It’s quite late, Neven.” Hana Park was dressed in a matte fitted, espresso-brown midi dress with long sleeves, a sculpted waist with a wrap of a dark chocolate across the waist that gathered into a large, voluminous bow on one side and an off shoulder neckline. To match, an oversized camel coat and a gold dragon neck piece with her hair in a perfectly parted middle bun and red lipstick. “I was surprised to get your message.”Saint Laurent. Schiaparelli. I stood, walking to her and helped her out of the coat. “I was certain you’d appreciate the request since you had a curious side.”“My entire family has a curious side. Plus, it’s not everyday Chairman Kim’s haengun-ui bujeok requests to be seen in public,” Her British accent fit perfectly with the strong oud scent wafting off her, as if to mask her Omega scent. “So yes, I couldn’t help myself.”“You look lovely.” I guided her coat onto the rack by the door then turned back. The restaurant was empty save for a single table near the





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