By Zephyria His slowly dragging feet eventually stopped completely. Yu-jin’s gaze turned to the party hall downstairs. There, many men were laughing and engaging in insincere conversations.
Are those men also laughing at me, calling me a male prostitute?
A chill ran down his spine, and he shivered. Yu-jin stood there, hesitating for a while. It took even more courage to turn his thoughts into action. He was looking down at the people gathered in small groups below the railing.
I know better than anyone else in the world how much of a messy slut I am.
Suddenly, a forgotten whisper resurfaced in his ear. It froze Yu-jin once again, but at the same time, it encouraged him to finally take the step he couldn’t bring himself to take. There was no reason to hesitate any longer.
I’m a slut anyway.
Yu-jin resolutely raised his chin and went down the stairs. He had no face or honor to protect anyway. Those things were only for the noble people of this house.
Stepping into the party hall, he looked around the room once. He turned his gaze to a group of four or five men, and one of them happened to look up. Their eyes met immediately, and Yu-jin forced a smile. His heart was racing like crazy, and his fingers were trembling, but he couldn’t stop himself.
The man nudged the man next to him and pointed towards Yu-jin. The other men also turned their eyes to him. The men seemed to be saying something, still fixing their gaze on Yu-jin, and then one of them moved.
“Hello, we greeted each other earlier. Do you remember?”
The approaching man said with a smile. A subtle scent wafted to his nose.
This man is an Alpha.
The pheromone eased his tension. Yu-jin smiled languidly and reached for the glass he was holding. The man watched as Yu-jin took his glass and slowly tilted it to drink. While slowly swallowing the half-remaining champagne, Yu-jin stared intently at the man’s face without blinking once.
“Haa.”
Yu-jin, having completely emptied the champagne glass, let out a short exclamation. Drunk on alcohol and pheromones, his mind quickly melted into a mush. He held up the glass to the man looking down at him, and the man readily reached out. Yu-jin, who had gently stroked the hand of the man who took the empty glass, gave a secretive smile.
“Now you’ll remember.”
The man’s eyes flashed, and the pheromone scent intensified.
“You’re not taking suppressants.”
His voice was strangely subdued. The man glanced back and nodded, and the group watching from behind moved. Seeing them getting closer, Yu-jin thought.
See, I can do it too.
Looking down at Yu-jin, who was increasingly breathless, the man whispered.
“I like it very much, your scent.”
* * *
The long exhale of cigarette smoke seemed to cut through the air in a straight line before scattering into a haze. Winston stood in the garden, smoking and lost in thought.
It’s almost done.
He had warned Yu-jin, so he wouldn’t do anything to upset him in the future. Disappearing from his sight or flirting with someone else—Winston liked that very much.
Now all that’s left is to have a child.
An Omega who bore his father’s child is now bearing my child. A bitter, self-deprecating laugh escaped him.
Ah, damn it.
His eyes narrowed, and his expression contorted as he inhaled the smoke.
Just the thought of impregnating that whore excites me this much.
The organ that had been resting on one thigh had hardened and was swelling. Winston focused on smoking to calm himself down, but he soon forgot to inhale and simply stopped.
I’m just fulfilling the will.
Winston gave up and put out the cigarette, unable to calm his organ. His steps back to the party hall were not light, weighed down by his heavy erection.
“Mr. Campbell.”
As Winston entered the hall alone through the garden, the Butler, who happened to spot him, hurried over and spoke. Winston paused, seeing an unusual look of panic on his usually expressionless face. The Butler, seeing his master’s reaction, quickly continued.
“It seems that young Mr. Campbell has had too much to drink. Perhaps he should rest for the day.”
The Campbell in the latter part referred to Yu-jin. The Butler, flustered by Winston’s frown, pointed to one side. Winston, following his hand with his gaze, froze.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHA.”
Yu-jin burst into loud laughter. There were already over a dozen men surrounding him. Occupying the center of a large sofa, with men lined up on both sides, as well as in front and behind him, he laughed so hard that his whole body shook at a joke one of them had made. One of the men, laughing meaninglessly along with his laughter, took an empty glass from Yu-jin, and another man handed him a new glass. As Yu-jin laughed and accepted the glass, someone reached out to touch him. Yu-jin playfully slapped the back of his hand and said.
“I told you not to touch me without permission, didn’t I? Children who don’t listen need to be punished.”
At those words, the men gathered around burst into laughter and raised their hands from all directions.
“Hit me, Yu-jin.”
“No, me. Hit me!”
“Yu-jin, what about me? You have to hit me!”
Yu-jin laughed loudly at the shouting men. As if he was truly enjoying himself.
“What should I do?”
His pronunciation was unclear, perhaps because he was somewhat drunk, as the Butler had said. Yu-jin, stroking his chin, looked around at his followers and pulled on the tie of one of them.
“How about a kiss?”
At the sweet whisper, the man’s lips parted. The man naturally rose and climbed on top of Yu-jin. Just as he was about to kiss him, holding his waist.
“That’s enough for now.”
A chilling voice interrupted them. The startled man reflexively stepped back, and Winston immediately reached out.
“Ah!”
With a strong force that pulled him in at once, Yu-jin was pulled out of his seat as if he was being plucked. Winston, holding the body that had flown weakly into his arms, looked around at the men once. He said nothing. However, the pheromones, several times stronger than usual, seemed to speak for his anger.
“T-That, W-Winston…”
One of the men opened his mouth in embarrassment, but Winston didn’t listen. The onlookers, embarrassed, exchanged words at the sight of his back as he immediately picked up Yu-jin and moved away violently, but there was nothing they could do.
* * *
As soon as he opened the door, Winston threw Yu-jin violently onto the bed. The body that had bounced up for a moment after hitting the mattress soon sank down. Winston, looking down at Yu-jin as he struggled to regain his composure after reflexively screaming, opened his mouth.
“Can’t that body of yours survive a single day without a man?”
His words, spat out through clenched teeth, were full of malice. Yu-jin barely managed to calm his dizziness and looked up at him. Anger filled his flushed face.
This man was always ready to criticize him. No matter what Yu-jin did, Winston would always react the same way.
Then there’s no need for me to try so hard.
“What’s wrong with it?”
Yu-jin retorted in a rough voice.
“Why can’t I? What does it matter to you who I kiss or sleep with?”
At the unexpected protest, Winston’s face contorted for a moment.
“You’re married to me.”
He blurted out quickly in a rough voice.
“Don’t you know what that means? It means you’re mine.”
“Wrong. We just made a contract, and I don’t belong to anyone.”
Yu-jin shot back without backing down.
“I’m a slut, right? A whore who’s crazy about money and sells her body to anyone! I can sleep with anyone, you have no right to me!”