By Zephyria 
“You seem too worried, but cannabis is actually used for medical purposes. Did you know that cigarettes are actually more addictive and worse for your body than this? It’s funny how cigarettes are sold openly on the street. Our young master doesn’t need to worry about a thing. Just take one hit of this like you’re smoking a cigarette, and we’ll both feel great. We could even do something better.”
The man’s voice whispering in my ear was kind, but strangely, it felt chilling. It sounded like the growl of a beast gripping my body, contemplating where to start tearing me apart.
“D-don’t do that. I want to go. This stuff is bad. I’ll get in trouble if Father finds out. I want to go. Please let me go.”
Should I just charge at him? The other guys were already high, and this man was the only one sober. Should I hit him once and run? There was a high probability I’d be caught by him before I even stepped out the door and suffer a truly nasty retaliation.
I played the part of the Omega young master, just as the man suggested. With a frightened expression on my fragile, delicate face, I hunched my shoulders as much as possible. It wasn’t a difficult act, as it was true that I was somewhat intimidated by him.
If I look this easy, wouldn’t he just try to scare me off? Just warn me, threaten me, and kick me out. Please just kick me out; I feel like I’m going to explode from the frustration of being in this situation.
“Is this your taste? Other guys must have really liked it. If you make that face while leaking pheromones, I bet it worked quite well.”
The man pushed his nose close to my nape, sniffing as he whispered. I felt the fine hairs from my neck to the crown of my head stand on end.
Damn pheromones. Get back in. It’s not time for you to leak. I wished they would consider the time and place, but the man seemed to have noticed already, as the grip on my shoulder tightened.
“Take one hit of this and let’s do something good, young master. I’m really starting to get turned on.”
The man finally forced the lit joint into my mouth and commanded, “Inhale.” I held the smoke in my mouth before exhaling, and the man clicked his tongue.
“Listen to me while I’m being nice. It’s better than starting with something strong and being unable to quit, eventually begging me for drugs while sucking my dick. Though, of course, I wouldn’t mind adding another customer.”
“That brat is always like that. I’m telling you, he’s a real pain in the ass.”
My younger brother, who had been letting out panting moans, intervened in a languid voice, having apparently reached his climax and finished ejaculating. Along with a fishy smell, his intensified pheromones stung my nose. I felt like I was suffocating under the Alpha pheromones attacking me from the front and side.
“Sometimes I get so annoyed I want to kill him. That brat, the male whore clinging to Father, ……and that fucking Cha Baek-joo. Why the hell won’t he just die? It would be so great if an elevator fell on him or a blind car just plowed into him.”
“Right?” my brother giggled. The man, who was leaning over the table and moving his hips while swallowing his brother’s re-erected penis, laughed reflexively. Looking at their half-lidded eyes, it seemed they had also taken drugs with my brother.
My head began to ache. I wanted to get out of here.
“The precious stuff is all burning away. I’m trying to be nice, so why won’t you listen? I can understand a customer acting out, but it pisses me off when other brats do it.”
The man chided me while smoking the half-burnt joint. Every time he exhaled, the air became hazy as if fog had rolled in.
Maybe I’ll push him away and leave once this bastard gets high. A drug dealer surely isn’t unfamiliar with drugs, and he probably has a tolerance, so cannabis might not hit him hard, but still.
“I told you I’d treat you well. If we take a hit of this and fuck, you won’t even envy heaven.”
“……I don’t need heaven.”
I prefer this world even if I have to roll in a field of dog shit. I’ve never dreamed of heaven, nor did I desire it.
I pushed away the man’s hand from my shoulder, took the joint from the case, and put it in my mouth. I lit it ostentatiously, took a puff, and blew the smoke right into the man’s face.
Just once. Just close my eyes, smoke this one hit, and get out of here. Get out of this dog-hole and never accompany that little brat again.
“I’m not interested in your stick, so if you’re that turned on, go jerk off by yourself. Don’t cling to me. You smell disgusting.”
“Wow, the young master has quite a temper. Now this is more my taste. If you’d been like this from the start instead of making things stifling, it would’ve been great.”
The man laughed heartily and crushed the burnt end of the joint on the table. Leaning against the armrest of the sofa, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face as he looked back and forth between my brother and me.
Looking at those trashy brothers together and getting high, he’s probably thinking that this family is beyond saving. Or maybe he’s feeling accomplished that his customers are getting along so well while doing drugs.
“I’m telling you, he’s turned into a complete psycho since the accident. He’s become a nightmare. Not knowing his place. I just want to kill him.”
Putting strength into the word “kill,” my brother let out a scream as he thrust violently into the man lying prone.
“I want to kill him. I want to kill him. Fuck, Cha Baek-joo. Should I just kill him?”
Crazy lunatic. This is why drugs are dangerous. You can’t predict what they’ll say or do. Drug addicts were like active volcanoes that could erupt at any moment—emotional, impulsive, and violent.
I took one last puff and crushed the butt. Now, let’s get out of here. I’ll sit for a moment to catch my breath and then go home. Since my younger brother is still here, I can’t ask his driver for a ride, so I’ll have to call Lee Kyung-jin.
I looked up at the ceiling to organize my thoughts. The wood grain looked strangely distorted. The wooden ceiling, wriggling here and there, twisted into geometric shapes.
“It would be over if I just ran him over with a car. I could cover it up as an accident. It’s the easiest way.”
My younger brother’s nonsense continued. Crazy bastard; our Alpha father should see him like this. Even if he weren’t the second son, but the only child, a guy like that should never be given a hospital or an inheritance. He’s the type to sell off the very foundations of the house to pay for drugs.
Why does he live such a tiring life? In such a good world, on such a good day, feeling so good. As I took a deep breath and exhaled, the tension slowly left my stiff body.
“Father would believe it if I said it was an accident. It’s not the first time, so he’d just think it happened again. You know that look Father always gives me. Looking down at me with those eyes, thinking I’m a hopeless case. But so what? If only Cha Baek-joo disappears, I’m the only one left in the end. Whether he’s disappointed in me, hates me, or loathes me! I’m the only one left.”
“……Not the first? What…… isn’t the first?”
I asked, slowly tilting my head. The little brat in front of me spun along with my vision.
“A long time ago, way back…… I ran over as many as two people with a car. That’s when Father started seeing me as a problem. If he was going to be like that, he shouldn’t have covered for me.”
The little brat gnashed his teeth and punched the back of the man moving his hips.
“Tighten up. Tighten up, fuck. You fucking slut.”
How small is his dick for the back hole to feel loose? That place is tight even with just a finger. Thinking this, I imagined a dick like a toothpick and burst out laughing.
“Some trashy beggars walked in front of the car, so I just plowed right through them. That feeling of them just popping. Blood gushing out…… you should have seen it. It was totally awesome.”
For some reason, I felt so sad I wanted to cry, yet I was so excited that my heart overflowed with joy. I didn’t know how to explain these contradictory emotions.
As I let out a strange noise, a mix of laughter and sobbing, the man beside me wrapped his arm around my shoulder and whispered, “Shh.”
“It’s not so bad that you need to cry. It might be scary because it’s your first time, but I’m telling you, it feels really good. Just relax your body and enjoy it, young master. Want me to help you?”
The man’s hand, which had been biting my earlobe and sucking my nape, slid inside my clothes. Goosebumps rose on my skin at the sensation of ants crawling. The booming music turned into musical notes, blurring my vision.
“I’m leaving.”
I pushed the man’s shoulder away with effort and stood up from the sofa.
“Geez. Stubborn to the end.”
“I did what you told me to. So don’t stop me. Or I’ll kill you.”
Yes, I’ll kill you. I’ll kill you and that bastard. I giggled as I looked down at my younger brother, who was mounted on the man like a beast, shoving his genitals inside.
I want to pop that head. I want to break every bone and make him crawl like a mollusk. I want to cut off that toothpick dick and shove it down his throat to shut him up.
The pleasant imagination unfolded before my eyes like a 3D movie. In front of me, Cha Dong-hu was dismembered and died hundreds of times.
“Young master!”
The younger brother’s driver, noticing me walking out unsteadily, approached in surprise.
The pebbles beneath my feet whispered. They surged, trying to overturn my insteps and pull my body down. I hopped on one foot, and as I lost my balance and fell, the driver caught and held me.
“Young master, are you alright?”
“……I want to go home.”
“I will contact Driver Lee.”
“No, ……I don’t want to go home.”
“Please sit down for a moment first.”
A sigh escaped the driver as he opened the back door of my brother’s car and pushed my body inside. A sweet scent tickled my face.