Omega butler

Chapter 2:

His rabbit ears have exceptionally short hearing, and even without eyes, he can still aim a bullet at the Omega's head inside. The shrill groans passed into the soft rabbit ears, and his hearing was too sharp. The tiny movement in the earphones passed through him like a powerful explosion, causing the eardrums to vibrate painfully. Claude Froll slowly let go of the gun, his forehead pressed against the bedroom door, his weak body slid down, softly kneeling on the ground.

His eyes were uncertain, and his head was pounding with chaotic news. He didn't dare to fight for territory with the prey that Alex Sandra chose. He could do nothing but pull a flower from the inside. He put the bag under his nose and took a deep breath.

The water vapor was vague like mist in the eye sockets, and the soft rabbit ears trembled, wiping away the tears.

" Alex."

"I'm in a lot of pain too."

Claude Froll sat in front of the door, leaning his back against the door, wanting to leave this bedroom; Alpha's encouraging news spilled through the gap like super strong glue, sticking him to the door. He knew it well. The information was originally Alex Sandra showering grace on the little Omega inside, but Claude Froll still couldn't resist this cruel temptation, listening to the overlapping gasps. To get a little encouragement from Alpha, it wasn't until his arousal subsided that he could support his body and stand up.

He bit into his open-toed black leather glove and took off the cold sweat-stained glove, revealing his clean, slender right hand. On his ring finger, wearing a delicately refined quality platinum ring, he pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled out a cigarette, and put it to his lips, quietly ignited the light, and took a breath, leaning against the open balcony window, looked at the gardener outside, slowly spewing out a white mist.

Just two days ago, he had just gone for a check-up, and the doctor holding a medical examination paper that did not have many standard criteria asked Claude Froll forever. The floppy-eared rabbit can not be compared with other races, the period of development and love happen very often. Like most Omegas, they use stimulants to suppress their climax, leading to drug overdoses and untold side effects, most importantly forming a chaotic reproductive cavity and a very high chance of infertility.

Unable to reproduce later, Omega will be abandoned and rejected by the entire society; Claude Froll has no choice but to endure each wave that comes in love.

He lowered his head and looked down at the ring on his ring finger, like looking at an old, unused toy, stroking it with weariness and nostalgia.

It used to be a little Omega loved by Alex Sandra; a beautiful body, gentle personality, scorching in bed, excellent physical strength, able to serve beasts like Alex Sandra endlessly for a whole day and night.

Ten years ago, Alex Sandra stood in the golden triangle to confront a group of drug dealers carrying only Claude Froll. He declared this little Omega his legal life partner and became a lover on his journeys.

That year, Alex Sandra was extremely gentle, leaving a tooth mark on the back of his neck declaring his possession, a strong and warm signal through the gland spread all over Claude Froll's body from top to bottom. In that instant, despite knowing that he was only one of his bodyguards, Claude Froll still couldn't help but fall in love with him.

"Honey Claude, does it hurt?" Alex Sandra hugged Claude Froll from behind, gentle movements, and slowly kissed Claude Froll's collarbone; Omega under him tenderly obeyed, no matter how much pain he would welcome Alex Sandra, making Alex Sandra enjoy the night.

" Ah, Alex... Maybe don't stay here..." Claude Froll was held tightly on the windowsill, saw the passerby below casually passing by, embarrassed to shield himself with window curtains...

"The scenery is so beautiful here, I love it." Twenty-year-old Alex Sandra is cruel yet gentle.

After finishing, Claude Froll tiredly buried himself in the sleepy Alex Sandra's chest, his hands infected with comforting news, slowly rubbed his back and soft rabbit ears, carefully encouraging and taking care of the little rabbit, even whether tomorrow is smoke, fire, gunpowder or rain of bombs and bullets, today is a night of love.

That night was the most unforgettable moment in Claude Froll's life. His Alpha signed him, put his ring on his finger, and promised in a low voice to his ear: "Love you, until the end of life, Honey Claude."

When people grow up, they no longer believe in fairy tales. No matter how deep a commitment to love is, it is not as good as a check, a black card. No matter how strong love is, in the end, only scum remains. The endpoint is no place to stay.

He wasn't even as good as the Omegas that Alex Sandra had comfortably tasted.

As close to the king as the tiger, ten years ago, Alex Sandra washed his hands in a pot of gold, left the world's stormy wars, and the rabbit dropped his ears when bored and fell out of favor.

He is so strong that he can arouse the envy and defensiveness of Alpha; Alpha does not live with swords, and darkness will not need Omega so strong. Instead, a sweet, docile little Omega is the perfect match for a successful Alpha,

Claude Froll, who now understands the love of Alex Sandra.

He pressed him on the operating table to repair the gland and erase the traces of each sign. If Alex Sandra were determined to break up with someone, half a point of his path would not be left for the opponent.

But.

Claude Froll extinguished the cigarette butt, lowered his eyes, and kissed the other ring.

" Alex, I'll wait for you to play enough. Whenever you turn around, I'll be here."

The cigarette burned out, the temper in the bedroom was not over, the Omega sound became hoarse, and the initial enjoyment gradually tended to be with anguish.

Claude Froll did not stay much longer, he went into his room to choose a suit that was neatly ironed, straightened the collar of his white shirt, skillfully tied a bow, and finally arranged his coat and waist, a case that was not dusty, wore white gloves, went downstairs to prepare tea and cakes.

The quartz clock in the living room showed 4 pm; Alex Sandra walked down the wooden stairs with the shirt that Claude Froll had prepared in the bedroom and sat on the sofa, holding the schedule that Claude Froll soon overlooked.

The thick eyebrows are cold, slightly scowling but can see through anyone. The eyebrows and the bridge of the nose are straighter than Asians, and he wears no jewelry; his bones exude his leisure, making him unconsciously the focus in every situation.

Claude Froll stood in front of the dining table, cleaning porcelain dishes. The flower vase on the table was decorated with a red rose branch.

" Mr, someone called just now. The other party's tone was tough, refusing to let me transfer." Claude Froll's voice was gentle, slow, and skillful. Only Alex Sandra was in the living room; on his body was the faint smell of news. Claude Froll relaxed and enjoyed it.

Alex Sandra hummed: "Who is it?"

Claude Froll took a pocket notebook from his chest pocket; half of the paper was used. He comfortably flipped open one: "It's a new number. I checked it a bit, probably in the Uitwaaien office in Little India city building."

Alex Sandra slightly raised his eyebrows after receiving the call; he answered, with this attitude, the other party is probably not an ordinary character.

The other party quickly connected the arrogant phone tone, did not put Alex Sandra in the eye and deliberately turned on the transducer. The electronic sound was distorted and jarring.

Alex Sandra lazily leaned back on the sofa: "Mr, if you have any entrustment, you can contact my assistant directly."

The other party was stunned for a moment, turned off the transducer, coughed, and restored Alpha's tone.

Alex Sandra listened to a simple request on the phone, slowly glanced at Claude Froll, who was making tea in front of the dining table, and thoughtfully replied: "What, you want to inquire about an Omega floppy-eared rabbit, need my help ah."

The other party said with satisfaction: "Ten million, I want him to stay alive."

Claude Froll suddenly stopped the hand that was making tea, looked at Alex Sandra bewilderedly, eyes met, scared by the fierce light in Alex Sandra's eyes, trembling fingertips. The little rabbit was easily frightened, outside it was still. The calm was amazing, the heart was trembling, the heart rate increased.

Alex Sandra made a cold expression, hung up the phone, and threw the cell phone in front of Claude Froll.

Claude Froll stood up blankly, his rabbit ears instinctively hidden in his hair, subconsciously hiding the fear of being hurt.

In the living room, a kind of pure suddenly appeared.

Although the little Omega was not allowed to stay in Alex Sandra's bedroom, he was still specially pampered, staying to enjoy afternoon tea.

Little Omega, wearing Alex Sandra's shirt, walking down the wooden stairs barefoot, his white thighs covered with red marks left by his rude finger pinching, once again confirmed that he could stay and have tea with Alex Sandra.

This is an excellent Omega, with a slender and proportionate figure, a beautiful little mole on her chin, and short soft golden brown hair. The eyes are bleached and have a string of English characters, "freedom," more recognizable than that cute face.

Claude Froll had just seen the man on today's f*******:, Tom Sherwood, holding a bottle of hand cream that Claude Froll decided to put aside; smiling against the bright red screen background, Claude Froll dashed into a fatal shot. Push through in the upper right corner, but don't carefully press the wrong button. Click on it, and he will see many photos from all angles that make people suffocate.

Alex Sandra had loved Tom Sherwood for a long time; when he was still interested in watching movies with Claude Froll, three years ago, because Tom Sherwood teased someone who should not be touched, Alex Sandra immediately took care of him and moved his legs and brought Tom Sherwood to the position of the excellent star.

Tom Sherwood is a canary raised by Alex Sandra; delicious rice and beautiful clothes are in the palm of his hand, arousing a refreshing mood. And Claude Froll is a guard dog, with sharp claws, quiet loyalty.

Tom Sherwood sat in front of the dining table; Claude Froll placed the napkin neatly in the other's left hand, stooped politely, poured Tom Sherwood a cup of black tea, and put the cutlery next to the blueberry sponge cake.

Tom Sherwood raised his chin to look at Claude Froll, using the tone of his master to order him: "Bring your news, I can't tolerate lactose, the smell of milk candy makes me nauseous."

This little boy has news of the scent of iris perfume; in Claude Froll's mind, many fierce words provoke him, but in the end, he can only politely smile.

There will always be a lot of friction between the Omegas in front of Alpha. Tom Sherwood, a pet star in front of the screen, feels sure to win in his hand, like a glittering diamond that can eclipse all Omega here.

Claude Froll turned a blind eye to this provocation, calmly introducing today's black tea to Tom Sherwood.

Tom Sherwood, as if he had not heard of the origin of tea, picked up a sharp silver knife, the tip of the blade stuck straight into the back of Claude Froll's hand when he moved the plate of food very quickly, the bright red blood stain soaked the glove hand, where the knife wound spread out a rose.

"You certainly don't dodge." Tom Sherwood lifted his chin to smile, "Similar to the dominion script I read." Claude Froll's face was as usual; he changed into a new pair of gloves and poured Alex Sandra a glass of black tea.

Alex Sandra picked up the phone again and left the living room.

Tom Sherwood forcedly grabbed Claude Froll's hand, pulled his glove off, saw the platinum ring on his finger, and smiled sarcastically, "I heard you and Alex had a little bit of an affair. ."

The evil smile seemed to evoke Claude Froll's weakest memory; what he was most afraid of was that someone else would turn up a romance between him and Alex Sandra, fearing the contemptuous contempt for the love that he so profoundly esteems, which one would typically see. He was highly attentive.

By the time he recovered, Tom Sherwood had clutched his broken leg and fell at the door. Alex Sandra heard a loud echo and hurried back to the living room to glance at him. The sofa was tilted in the living room, and the person was lying down on a mango.

Claude Froll took two steps back, scared eyes looking at Alex Sandra, the rabbit's ears shrunk, his heart rate unconsciously rushed to the climax, the tip of his nose was red, trembling with minimal amplitude. Here was a sign that the rabbit was scared.

The movie star was kicked eight meters away.