Chapter 6:12:51 AM
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TWO DAYS BEFORE THE BALL
Conrad's POV
Goddamn it, Luis. Is this it?!"
"Dude, I asked you for specifications, remember? And you said as long as they are not her.”
My blood boils at how he spoke like this isn’t a big deal. “f**k you! You should know all my preferences by now.”
I gritted my teeth in annoyance as I saw the five Omegas crawling towards me like worms. If it weren't for my overwhelming lust, I would have left my playroom already and smashed the useless subordinate in the face.
"Woah, woah. Calm down, man. Five usually does it for you." Luis held his hands up in the air in mock surrender.
His long and stupid blonde hair tied in a sleek bun moved slightly when he gawked at me like a mother bird.
"What happened to getting only the best qualities?! These bitches' pheromones are not even that f*****g strong." I growled, eyeing the women disgustingly up and down as they wore hooded eyes. Despite my anger, I noticed that something about them doesn’t seem right.
It isn't everyday that Luis annoys the hell out of me but for some reason, I wanted to grab him by the collar of his stupid beach-themed polo shirt and let him know how pathetic his choices are sometimes.
"That's because they're the trials. It's the drugs."
I froze.
The trials. Right, that's what my father calls the subjects of our new drug treatment designed to modify the bodily composition of omegas.
It's in its early stages right now but clients from the black market are already lining up left and right.
"Look..." Luis jumped over the bed and grabbed one of the women. He manhandled the one who has a short bob and a black two-piece lacey lingerie that does nothing to conceal her erect n*****s.
"Ah!" She softly moans at Luis' slightest touch.
"One dose and they've become a hundred times more sensitive." The blonde Alpha smirked, sniffing the girl's legs up her stomach and to her neck. "Their pheromones are weak because they are being altered."
Oh, this is interesting. "Go on."
I furrowed my eyebrows and listened to him. Crossing my arms across my bare chest, I can feel the other four omegas whimpering and moaning across my feet, too lost in the side effects of the drugs.
"One moment they will smell sweet..." I closed my eyes and followed Luis' voice. "Next, it'll turn spicy." He's right. After a few seconds of being patient, the pheromones mixing inside the room started getting stronger and they are stirring my erection back to life.
"f**k. That's actually scary." I scoffed in bliss and Luis nodded with the same smug expression I wear. Now, my irritation is long gone.
"That's not all. When you mark them..." He dove towards the shoulder of the short-haired omega and dug his fangs across his skin without second thoughts.
My eyes widened in shock at his stupidity!
"What the hell are you doing? Bonding with an omega is a lifetime--"
"Ah..."
I watched as the mark that painted the woman's skin slowly disappeared like magic until the canvas was blank again. Immediately, I crawled closer to the scene, feeling the rest of the women follow me and touch my body wherever they wanted.
"What the hell..." I mustered upon closer inspection of the bob-haired omega’s flawless skin. There isn't even a scar. Her eyes were lost and empty and for sure, her mind was hazy too.
"Yep. And you can do it over and over again..." Luis stood beside me and whispered in my ear smugly like the devil. "...and no one will know. No commitment. No lifetime bullshit. Only heaven."
In the most twisted way, this s**t is exhilarating. Damn, this is heaven for the alphas like us! During our rut, it is given that there is a close to zero percent that we will be able to control our behaviors.
Most of the time, mindless alphas would mark random omegas and it will result in a forced bond.
"Now imagine if it's not only one but five omegas with the same disposition begging to be f****d crawling at your feet."
Luis eyed the women on my bed like pathetic insects desperate for release. They started working each other up like zombies lost in pleasure.
"My father...Did he--"
And then a balloon popped in my head. Suddenly, I realized why my father was calling for a ball.
"Don't f*****g tell me he's planning to announce this s**t in two days?!"
Luis chuckled and once again raised his hands in the air. He stepped away heading towards the door and preparing to leave me alone. "I don't know about that but if I were you, I would forget everything and enjoy this s**t first."
"Ah...Alpha please..."
"Please breed me."
"My hole is ready for you."
One by one, they started pouncing on me like cats in heat. A mixture of floral, spice, and something fruity wafted through my nostrils and immediately made me crazy.
"Wait!" I struggled to free myself in the sea of slender figures and rubbing centers as I watched Luis' figure disappear from the background.
"Oh I forgot to tell you..." He turned around one last time and smirked like an i***t. "The effect only lasts for about fifteen minutes."
"What happens after?"
"Figure it out yourself."
THUD.
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Alora's POV
"Uhm, what do you think would suit me better?" Hanging two dresses in the air for Elvira to assess, I turned to her direction while she sat quietly in my vanity, mixing my face and body moisturizer as I got ready for the night.
"Hm, I think both of them would look flattering on you.
Earlier this day, two big silver boxes arrived at my doorstep, revealing sparkly dresses of contrasting colors when I opened them.
“I don’t think so. I have never worn dresses like these before.” Even at this point, I can't bring myself to accept the fact that they are for me.
Elvira closed the lid of one of the fragrant moisturizers silently. “Now is your time then.”
On my right hand rests a beautiful red-black gown with a thigh-high split that exudes quiet fierceness. And on my left is a muted off-shoulder green dress that screams demure and polite.
It's obvious that whoever sends this meant to test me.
"Ugh, you know what...Forget it. I don't want to go!" I plopped into my bed, face first and wished that this whole situation was just one long nightmare.
Instead, the faces of my dead family haunted me once again.
"You must." Elvira stood up and walked towards my half-dead body to apply shea butter on my arms.
"Why?"
"Because if you don't, they'll tear you apart."
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12:51 AM.
I groaned when I saw the clock on my bedside table showing an ungodly hour in the dead of the night. I tossed and turned around my bed but clearly, sleep seems to not be interested in visiting me tonight.
"This is your fault, Elvira..." I uttered to myself, still hearing her voice echo inside my head. I swear that that woman has a habit of speaking in riddles and it's not very cool for dumb people like me.
Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to stand and grab the two elegant dresses and storm in Conrad's room. "Let's end this nightmare once and for all, shall we?" I spoke in determination while my body headed to him one step at a time.
The plan is simple. I will show him the dresses and ask which one he prefers. After all, who am I but his humble slave that obeys his every commandment?
What could go wrong?
"No. No. f**k, Luis answer the f*****g phone."
But before I reached his room at the far end of the hallway, I came across a half-opened door in the middle of the second floor. And I could hear a familiar voice coming from it.
If I remember it correctly that way is the....playroom.
I swallowed hard. Instantly, my curiosity piqued. Strange enough, I already have a bad feeling about this but I can't bring myself to run away.
"What the f**k, Luis?! This is what happens when the drugs stop working? No, no you listen to me you little shit."
The closer I get, the clearer it sounds. I recognize the voice. It's Conrad's.
"Of course I’m not afraid! I'm saying it will be a hassle to dispose of five naked corpses in my bedroom while Alora is here in the house!”
WHAT. THE. f**k.
With my heart banging inside my chest, I barged the door open and realized a little too late what a mistake I made.
"Alora..." Conrad turned to me with his face covered with blood and eyes as shocked as a reindeer caught in headlights. "I can explain."
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