By Zephyria 
A few Dominant Alphas, who still retained some consciousness, looked at me and Nathaniel with curious eyes. There were other Alphas who didn’t care, screaming and thrusting away. In short, it was a complete mess.
In a place like this, pleading for a reduction in the car’s compensation felt like volunteering to be humiliated.
“No, I’m busy…”
“Prosecutor Chrissy Jin.”
I flinched at the calm voice calling my name. There was no longer any sign of intoxication in him. To my frozen state, he spoke in a voice he had deliberately made sound soft.
“Come over here.”
He was clearly enjoying my discomfort. Like many Alphas, he likely had a poor personality.
No, among them, his was probably especially bad.
My moment of agony was brief. I lifted my head and looked straight at him.
“All right.”
Once I made up my mind, my actions were swift. I strode toward him. My nose had grown numb by now, and I felt nothing except for the occasional faint lingering scent. As long as I could ignore the chaotic sounds and the visual violence, there was nothing I couldn’t endure.
This isn’t my reality anyway.
Hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil.
Repeating it like a mantra, I stood before Nathaniel Miller. Despite being a couple of steps away, I felt a suffocating sense of pressure, but I tilted my chin up.
“I apologize for interrupting your pleasure, Mr. Miller. I came to speak with you regarding the previous accident.”
“…Accident?”
He repeated the word with a lazy tone, a beat late. I unconsciously frowned.
Does he not even remember?
Just as regret washed over me, wondering if I had come for nothing, Nathaniel let out a meaningless “Ah…” of realization. He turned his head and poured wine into two empty glasses. Sitting back on the couch with ease, he held one glass out to me. As I reluctantly took it, Nathaniel brought the remaining glass to his lips and spoke.
“There was such a thing. And?”
He pointedly indicated the spot next to him on the couch. It was a surreal situation. Orgying was happening all around us, yet only he and I sat facing each other calmly in conversation. Startled by an Omega’s hand grabbing my leg, I was forced to sit a little further away from him. I cleared my throat and spoke with difficulty.
“I need to compensate you, but my insurance limit…”
It was then. An exceptionally loud nasal moan pierced through my ears.
“Ugh, haaa, ha-eung…”
Ignore it. I continued with a serious expression.
“…is insufficient, so I’m planning to take out a loan…”
“Uuuung… huff, huff, huff.”
“…to take out…”
“Hah, haat, aaat, hieeeek!”
“…”
“Ha-eung, aaa, hiyang…”
I shut my mouth. Nathaniel, as expected, looked back at me in silence. The sounds of fucking were rampant everywhere, yet only we were quietly staring at each other. What on earth was this situation?
My head began to ache, and I rubbed my furrowed brow.
“I don’t think this will work. I’ll visit you again next time. You weren’t answering your phone; should I leave a message with the person outside?”
“As you wish.”
After responding briefly, Nathaniel lightly raised his glass as if making a toast. Since I couldn’t just put the glass down, I raised mine in return and took a drink. Wanting to leave this place as quickly as possible, I downed it all in one go. Nathaniel watched silently as I stood up with the empty glass.
“Then, I’ll be going…”
…Eh?
Suddenly, my vision spun. Overcome by a sudden bout of dizziness, I hurriedly grabbed the back of the couch. Nathaniel leisurely brought the wine to his lips. This was strange; a single glass of wine shouldn’t do this.
I gripped the back of the couch tighter. I struggled with all my might to stay upright on my legs. Nathaniel, watching me with narrowed eyes while slowly sipping his wine, looked meaningful.
“…In the drink, what did you…”
My tongue moved sluggishly, as if it had stiffened. Having finished half the wine, Nathaniel pulled the glass from his lips and smiled loosely. In that moment, terror flashed through my dull mind. Only then did I realize why everyone here had lost their minds and were rolling around like beasts. It was impossible to lose one’s reason to this extent with just wine. The cause was something else in the wine.
…Drugs?
Spiking wine with drugs was a very classic method. It was an easy way to see effects faster than anything else. I had heard rumors that Dominant Alphas mixed drugs and ecstasy into their alcohol to get high. I thought it was just an urban legend, but my god. Was it actually true?
Normally, consuming expensive cocaine in such a manner would lead to bankruptcy in no time. That was why I hadn’t expected this situation at all. However, for people like them, the idea of going bankrupt just by drinking cocaine like water was irrelevant.
“…Ah!”
My knees buckled and I collapsed, but I felt no pain. It was simply that the floor suddenly rushed up to meet my eyes. Yet, without surprise, I only blinked with vacant eyes. Belatedly, I realized that he had grabbed my arm and pulled me down. I lay collapsed before him, my face buried in the couch. As I weakly lifted my head, Nathaniel was looking down at me while remaining seated on the couch. He asked in a voice that was, without exception, cold.
“Top or bottom?”
I heard the sound, but I couldn’t grasp the meaning. Nathaniel’s voice simply brushed past my dazed ears and vanished meaninglessly. He let out a low breath, whether it was a sigh or a groan.
Suddenly, Nathaniel grabbed and pressed down on my chin. His thick fingers entered my open mouth and stirred the inside haphazardly. Saliva streamed down the corners of my mouth and I gasped in distress, but he ignored it, pressing his fingers back to the root of my tongue to check the depth before clicking his tongue shortly.
“The inside is too narrow; I can’t go on top.”
Muttering to himself, he withdrew his hand. Suddenly, oxygen rushed back in, and I felt a pain as if my organs were flipping over.
“Ack, cough, hack.”
I couldn’t breathe, choked by the coughing and the rising gag reflex. Nathaniel left me alone for a while as I curled up in a ball, panting and spitting.
“Haa, haa.”
Just as my breathing had finally calmed down and my shoulders were heaving, he suddenly grabbed my head and pulled. My head was forced back, and my mouth opened instinctively. His face entered my blurred vision, and immediately, our lips locked.
His hesitant-less tongue ravaged the inside of my mouth. With my head forced back, I was robbed of as much as he desired. After thoroughly violating my mouth, his tongue withdrew, and a ragged breath escaped me.