By Zephyria 
Besides that, Grayson was quite a decent fellow. He knew how to say pleasant things appropriately and was quick-witted, so he never upset her. Naomi had maintained a friendly relationship with him, thinking he was a good man as a friend, even though he wasn’t serious dating material. But one day, he shattered her illusion.
“Chase Miller is playing opposite me. Do you think I can devour him?”
When she was cast in the same movie as Grayson’s younger brother, Chase, Naomi asked jokingly.
“Please do.”
Grayson laughed genuinely, saying he was glad you’re a Beta. He even told her the reason: it would be troublesome if she marked him.
“Why?”
She shouldn’t have asked that question. At the time, Naomi was overflowing with affection for that trash, so she let her guard down. Even though she knew all too well that men were always looking for an opportunity to stab you in the back.
Grayson burst into laughter and said,
“You have to distinguish between someone you sleep with and someone you marry.”
The feeling of her blood running cold at that moment was still vivid. The meaning of Grayson’s words was all too clear. Naomi was someone to have sex with, but never a woman to seriously marry. What an arrogant man. Whether the basis of his confidence was due to his noble Dominant Alpha lineage or because his family was so great, she didn’t care. Naomi never forgave the man who had greatly wounded her high pride.
I will definitely make that bastard cry and suffer.
How many years had she spent grinding her teeth like that? Grayson was starting to talk about soulmates again. It was news as joyful and exciting as when she was nominated for Best Actress. And Naomi finally won that award. It’s the same this time. What award could be more pleasing than seeing Grayson Miller utterly wounded?
A thrilling joy swept through her entire body. She clenched her fists and trembled, then quickly rummaged through her cell phone again. This time, it was her turn to find out where Grayson was messing up. She pressed the speed dial, and after a few rings, a sleepy-voiced secretary answered the phone.
“Yeah, it’s me. Sorry for calling so late. There’s someone I need to find urgently. I heard he became a firefighter, but I don’t know which fire station he’s at. Can you find him for me as soon as it’s light?”
Naomi waited quietly while the secretary looked for a pen and paper. When the secretary finally said she was ready, she took a deep breath and finally uttered the name.
“Grayson Miller.”
Naomi could feel the secretary pause at the name. She smiled brightly and added,
“Yes, that’s right. The second son of the Miller family, that Grayson Miller.”
The secretary nodded and asked her,
“Just find him?”
“Yes, I’ll take care of the rest.”
Naomi added a friendly greeting.
“I’m sorry for always being so selfish, thank you.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll charge you a special allowance.”
The secretary, who spoke the truth like a joke, hung up the phone. Naomi smiled and took out her checkbook to write a check for the secretary. As she scribbled her signature at the end, her face was brighter than ever with anticipation for the future.
Desire Me if you can
At the same time, in another place, another Miller was talking about this incident.
“A firefighter? Grayson? Your brother Grayson Miller? He became a firefighter?”
It was around that time that Joshua Bailey received a call from his mate, Chase Miller. They were staying in different states because of work, so they frequently checked in with each other through phone calls, but today there was a special matter. It was news about Chase’s brother, Grayson Miller.
He got a job, and at the fire station, no less.
As soon as Joshua heard Chase’s words, he couldn’t believe it and involuntarily asked back several times in a raised voice. Chase replied from across the cell phone with a very twisted tone.
Yeah, that bastard. What on earth is he thinking? The most selfish guy in the world is going to have the most selfless job in the world, doesn’t that sound crazy? Yeah, he must have gone crazy because of Pheromones. It must be.
While listening to the torrent of curses filled with emotion, Joshua was thinking something completely different. A firefighter of all things, could this be fate?
“Do you know which fire station it is?”
At Joshua’s question, Chase recalled what Koi had said. After hearing the answer, Joshua was now certain. This must be a revelation.
“Chase.”
Taking advantage of the pause in the conversation from the other side, he called out his name and lowered his voice meaningfully.
“I had an interesting idea, how about it? Want to hear it?”
What idea?
At the still sulky voice, Joshua asked again.
“Do you remember what I promised you before? That I would kidnap that bastard if you wanted me to.”
Suddenly, silence fell. Joshua naturally imagined Chase furrowing his brow and holding his breath, and smiled.
“Yes, that’s right. The time has come.”
Joshua deliberately paused before adding.
“It’s time to repay all the debts.”
He could hear a deep breath being taken on the other side. After another tense silence, Chase finally opened his mouth.
So, what should we do first?
Hearing the faintly trembling voice filled with anticipation, Joshua smiled with satisfaction and opened his mouth.
“The first thing we need to do is find an accomplice, of course.”
An accomplice?
“Yeah.”
At the word Chase repeated, Joshua nodded and said.
“I know a firefighter.”
Desire Me if you can
The branches of a tall tree swayed briefly. Dane Striker slowly moved up the ladder, then immediately stopped and assessed the situation. After confirming that the tree was quiet again, he walked forward again. At the end of a precarious branch that looked like it would break at any moment, a scarred cat huddled, its fur bristling as it glared at him.
“It’s okay, good kitty. Come here.”
Dane’s voice, persuading the cat that had climbed so high for some reason but couldn’t come down, was full of kindness. The crew members watching him approach the cat from under the tree, clicking his tongue, opened their mouths.
“It’s so strange. That cynical guy is incredibly kind to animals.”
Someone nodded in agreement next to him.
“That bastard beats people up but doesn’t hit animals.”
“Is that all? Last time, he beat the owner who set fire to his house with the dog inside so badly that he almost went to jail.”
“It’s a good thing he only paid a fine. If he had set fire with a person inside, I don’t think he would have beaten him that badly.”
“No, he probably would have beaten him for making things troublesome. He’s the kind of guy who would do that.”
“I don’t know. Well… I don’t think he would want to go to jail. He has a cat.”
Grayson, standing some distance away from his colleagues who were chattering away, was looking at Dane with a frown.
What is that bastard doing again?