Chapter 88: The red provocation
Taesan’s POV
Hours before the red temptation.
The road is serene when I drive through, the day is still dark, giving me time to cool off.
One night, just one night with the omega’s eyes on me, and here I am fighting back demons.
All he has to do is breathe...
"Yuki" I say into my phone and she responds almost immediately, "yes, captain?"
"Your men, how ready are they for today?" I ask.
"Very ready. Weapons are loaded, minds are set, if grandfather pulls any unexpected move, we are ready" she says and I hum.
"And if things go south?" I ask, knowing that she will be the one to murder them if things go wrong, she should be used to it by now.
"I- I will take care of it, captain" she says in a softer tone and I nod, taking one hand off the steering wheel to push my glasses up.
"Ask Junho to call me" I say and she ends the call wordlessly, already mourning her men’s life.
One of the rules of my world includes; never get attached, the one you’re attached to today might die by your hands tomorrow.
Yuki doesn’t like it, but she has to follow it, it’s for the greater good.
The call from Junho comes in and I accept it, drumming my fingertips on the wheel, waiting for him to speak.
"Captain" he calls in a gruff voice, he sounds like he just woke up.
"Update on my doctor’s report" I say and I hear shuffling in the background as he moves around.
"A double rut is your alpha’s adjustment to suit your mate’s need" he says and I nod, "but I don’t have a mate" I say and Junho sighs.
"This means Seoha might have his heat soon, and he will need help going through it if you’re not going to do it" he says, ignoring my first words and I squeeze the wheel.
The thought of my omega being in heat with another man’s touch on his skin disgusts me.
I growl lowly as my harsh pre-rut scent fills the car immediately, the smell strong enough that it chokes even me.
My alpha is defending his territory even without the omega’s presence...our omega.
I can already feel the violent build up of rut hunger underneath my skin, and I press my tongue against my teeth, drawing enough blood to satisfy my hungry alpha.
’Patience’ I order myself.
"Junho" I call my righthand man, and without waiting for his response, I give my command.
"Arrange an omega for me"
"What about Seoha-ssi?" he asks immediately and I snarl loudly, "do what I fucking tell you" I say and end the call.
My ruts are always violent...I can’t have Seoha face it, no, it’s too costly.
I park in my personal parking lot and lean back in my seat, my eyes droop shut as I drift into a brief sleep, dreaming of something I shouldn’t think of.
The doe eyed omega is spread out on the bed, beautiful legs open and tight hole dripping my cum, his neck is covered in bright red mark.
I groan as I wake up, my cock is already hard and straining against my zipper. I cup the hard length and squeeze gently, just enough to send pleasure through my body.
"Fuck" I whisper, throwing my head back as I keep touching myself through my pants, I feel the tip and moan at the precum seeping through.
Fucking hell.
No shame, no control, just vanilla sweetness teasing my entire body.
This was why I fucking left home this early.
My alpha was starting to demand, to call, the desire and I am not ready to touch him in this state...not when I’m on the brink of losing my senses.
I take my hand off my throbbing cock and draw a harsh breath through my nose, forcing control and pressing my tongue into my teeth harder, letting the red metallic liquid coat my tongue.
With a sigh, I grab the bag containing the red cloth I made overnight, get out of the car and leave for my office.
In the quiet space, I drop off my glasses and take off the jacket of my suit and prepare to go into my private design room.
Watching Seoha’s design gives me inspiration, I want to give him a new wardrobe, but he will only wear what’s mine.
"You, deliver this to Jung Kyujin, tell them I expect a feedback from them before the day ends" I say to one of my employees and she bows deeply, taking the bag with shaking hands.
I slam the door of the room shut and take the seat, the work of my omega makes my chest swell with pride, that cloth will be worn at an important social event.
My omega’s design will be seen by thousands of celebrities.
I smile and give myself to rest, falling asleep against the table, just letting my body relax.
There is no sweet vanilla scent to torture me...just the smell of fabric, ink and paper.
I don’t know how long I slept, but I wake up to a scent that used to drive me crazy, the scent that used to hold so much power over me.
"Seeing you sleep is a rare thing" Jaemin’s sultry voice says, and I lift my head to find him, he’s leaning against the door.
’Betrayer’ my alpha roars and I sit up straight.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" I ask with rage and he only smiles, that sly, calculated smile.
"Why are you so mad?" he asks and I get out of my seat, willing to strangle him till the light in his eyes dies out.
’No, that’s Sooin’s mom’ I tell myself; my father didn’t kill my mother, I shouldn’t fucking kill my pup’s mother.
"Get out" I say as calmly as I can manage and he comes to sit on my table, legs crossed and leaning back enough to show me the cloth he has on.
The clothes my omega designed.
Red flashes in front of my eyes and I tilt my head back...is he here to make me kill him?
"Why are you wearing that?" I ask, still forcing myself to remain calm and in control when I am tearing his fucking head off in my mind.
Jung Kyujin asked me to make this cloth for his top-class celebrity.
"It’s simple. Kyujin is my stylist...I deliberately kept that detail off the social media" he says, leaning forward enough to show me his collar bone.
My alpha’s reaction is strong with hate and I turn around, stopping myself from ramming a scissor into his eye.
"Since I can’t wear your marks...can I wear your brand instead?" he whispers and I just stare at him blankly.
He used to be the most beautiful fucking creature in my world...
Now? Nothing.
The sound of a bag dropping to the floor grabs my attention, and when I turn my head, I see a terrified Seoha running away from the door.
"I’ll kill you" I growl at Jaemin and he just licks his lip, eyes glimmering with satisfaction.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
I rush after the omega, following him quickly but he bumps into Daeshin, and my alpha loses control at the other man’s hand on him.
Just before I take a step forward, Seoha let himself be led away and my phone buzzes.
It’s time to meet grandfather.
Shit.