Chapter 77: He’s back...
Taesan’s POV
The pain in my leg wakes me out of my dreamless sleep.
I’m lying on my side with the omega’s leg resting over my hip. I am still buried in him, and hell, this might just be my favorite way to wake up.
His lips are parted and eyes still shut, there is a track of dried drool on his cheek, and he is still holding on to me.
My eyes trace the bite I made on him and I sigh with relief, I already made one fucking mistake, I can’t risk another.
Cumming inside him is one thing, biting and bonding with him is another...
And fuck, I want that, I want to keep him plugged full with my cum and have him carry my bite on his scent gland...but I can’t.
Not right now.
My mother’s murderer hasn’t been discovered, I haven’t snatched the underworld from my grandfather, I haven’t found a healthy way to keep myself sane.
’We have him’ my alpha says.
’We’ll break him’ I say to myself, pulling out and sitting up.
I get out of the bed and limp to his bathroom to take a wet towel for him, even if I can’t fully have him, I still own him.
When I return, he is hugging the pillow and pouting, and as I move closer, I find him muttering in his sleep.
"Alpha? Alpha went away" he says to himself.
He looks so much like Sooin this way, the same shade of hair, the same pout and round cheeks.
Jaemin’s choice to leave must be the best thing to ever happen to me.
I lift his leg and wipe the cum leaking out of his hole, I carefully clean up the slick and wipe his stomach clean, and the sleep omega sighs softly to my touch.
Once I’m done, I throw the towel carelessly to the floor, someone will deal with that later.
Not wanting to leave yet, I sit on the edge of the bed and watch him.
The way his chest rises and falls, his stiff nipples, the way his eyelid flutters and the way he smacks his lips together.
I see why that bastard took his pictures.
Seoha is too beautiful, too beautiful not to captured and framed in a hall... he should be photographed all the time, but not without his fucking permission.
The omega’s eyes snap open and he sits up with fear in his eyes.
He whines as he scrambles to cover himself up with the bedsheet and I stare at him in confusion.
"D-did I do something wrong?" he asks and I blink, that’s when I realize that I am growling, my chest is rumbling from my alpha’s rage.
I’m...jealous?
Fuck, he has gotten me completely.
"You’re awake" I say, clearing my throat awkwardly, and the omega looks down, cheeks turning bright red as he notices that I am completely naked.
"Good morning" he whispers and my alpha purrs.
Shit.
"Good morning, I think today is a good day, I’ll ask someone to get Sooin ready for school and we leave for work" I say, unable to look him in the eyes.
’Own me’ his pretty request from last night replays in my head and my eyes drop to his shoulder.
My bite mark is sitting pretty on him, the perfect accessory for him...maybe a real one would fit even better.
"I’ll get to it" Seoha replies and I get up to put on my discarded pants from last night, clenching my jaw to ward away the pain in my leg.
And just seconds after buttoning up, Sooin bursts into the room.
"Dad! I don’t like you!" she cries and walks past me.
She climbs into the bed and hugs Seoha, the omega looks startled at the way the clueless pup climbs into the sheets we made a mess on.
"What did I do, princess?" I ask, stretching my arms out for her, but she doesn’t come to me, instead she plants herself in Seoha’s lap.
"You always steal daddy away, it’s not fair! Daddy is mine too" she says and gives me a glare.
"I didn’t steal him, he stole me" I say and I notice how Seoha’s eyes go round, the blush spreads across his face, fucking alluring.
"Baby, I’m right here, dad didn’t steal me" Seoha mutters to the child, "really?" Sooin asks, cupping Seoha’s cheeks and he nods.
"I promise" he says and kisses her temple, avoiding my eyes the same way I avoided his.
Jaemin did us a fucking favor.
"Let’s go get you ready for the day, come here Innah" I call and Sooin finally comes to me.
"I love you dad" she says as I pick her up and hug her little body before taking her out of the room.
It has always been the two of us, and now Seoha is slotting himself in like it’s the most natural thing.
I don’t like it, and I don’t hate it.
"Choyeon" I call for her mother’s cousin and she shakes her head.
"I don’t want aunty Choyeon, she’s scary" my daughter says, and my alpha growls protectively as she holding my neck tighter.
I’ve always fucking suspected Choyeon, is my own pup not safe in my own home?
"Jisu?" I ask and she nods, "yes, I like Jisu Unnie, I want her" she says and I put her down, walking behind her as we go to the kitchen for Jisu.
"Princess Soo! What are you doing here?" Jisu squeals once she sights my pup.
The worker doesn’t know that I am close by, and listening to her reaction soothes my worry.
At least one person likes her genuinely.
"Unnie, bathe me for school, please?" Sooin asks and I hear Jisu takes permission from her mom to leave.
"Be back in forty minutes" her mom says and I watch at a small distance, turning into a corner to see them walk away together.
"Always walking like a shadow" Choyeon says from behind me and I don’t turn around, I wait for her to stand in line of my view.
"What do you do to my pup?" I ask with a flat expression and she frowns, "nothing" she says, and the superiority in her tone pisses me the fuck off.
"I did nothing but take good care of her" she says and I grab her neck, slamming her into the wall.
"Taesan-ssi!" she screams in surprise, hands flying up to hold my wrist.
"If I find out that you have been fucking with her...Choyeon..." I say and drag a breath, I can still smell my omega’s vanilla on me, and it keeps me sane.
I would hate for Sooin to meet her aunt dead in the middle of our home.
"I’ll give you the hell that your cousin deserves" I complete my warning and let her go, leaving her body to drop to the floor.
Choyeon coughs and gasps for air, but her elegant facade doesn’t drop, this spoiled chaebol brat.
"I wanted- I wanted to tell you that he’s back home" she says.
"Jaemin is home" she says as if it should have an effect on me. It doesn’t.
I don’t give a fuck about him.