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Shen Wenlang slid his finger gently down Hua Young’s cheeks. Inside, he was throwing up. If he didn’t owe that bastard, he wouldn’t be doing this! Sheng Shaoyou’s eyes were fixed on him. Great, he was going to get beaten up again.
“Mr. Sheng,” Hua Young said in a soft, gentle voice, “is everything okay?” He blinked like a dainty omega.
“I’m fine,” Sheng Shaoyou said in a no-nonsense tone, glaring at Shen Wenlang with a look that screamed, I’m going to kill you! “Secretary Hua, could you please give Mr. Shen and me a moment alone? In private?”
Hua Young looked up at Sheng Shaoyou through delicate lashes. Shen Wenlang rolled his eyes. “I shouldn’t leave Mr. Shen alone. He doesn’t like it—”
Doesn’t like it? Oh, was Hua Young trying to get him murdered? Double-murdered, since that Sheng Shaoyou already wanted to kill him?
“Secretary Hua, no harm will come to you. I promise. I’m going to have a little talk with Mr. Shen, that’s all.”
Hua Young bit his lip, nodding like a dainty omega. Almost like a scared animal, he let himself be removed from Shen Wenlang’s lap, but not before leaning forward nervously. That bastard wasn’t going to kiss him, was he? His lips brushed Shen Wenlang’s. Just a quick peck, but it was more than enough. Shen Wenlang absolutely hadn’t signed up for this.
Hua Young’s lips touched his ears. “Be nice, A-Lang,” he said quietly in a sweet, almost teasing voice. “Don’t forget that you’re supposed to be my possessive alpha who’s taking advantage of me.”
“You bastard,” Shen Wenlang yelled, loud enough for Sheng Shaoyou to look one step away from beating him up on the spot. When wasn’t that the case? Sheng Shaoyou needed to pay for all his hospital bills. And his sanity, because that Hua Young was certified insane!
I’ll be there if you need me, alpha,” Hua Young said, bowing slightly. Oh, for fuck’s sake! Couldn’t that bastard drop the act already? One day, Sheng Shaoyou would find out that he wasn’t some pretty, dainty omega. Shen Wenlang flushed; that bastard wasn’t pretty, but a damn enigma instead.
“Goodbye, Mr. Sheng.”
He nodded, saying nothing. He would’ve yelled if he had spoken. At Hua Young! When Hua Young told him of his plans to win over Sheng Shaoyou, Shen Wenlang didn’t think it would be this!
“Don’t you get tired of mistreating omegas, Mr. Shen?” Sheng Shaoyou said, voicing his displeasure.
“What I do with my omega is my business!” Like Shen Wenlang wanted to touch any omegas to begin with! He wanted to throw up just thinking of those damn omegas.
“Really? If you dare lay a finger on Secretary Hua, you wouldn’t live to see tomorrow.”
Great. Just great. Sheng Shaoyou was a man of his words—dumb enough not to see that the real threat in front of him was that dainty, “pretty”—not pretty, Shen Wenlang blushed like a schoolgirl—Hua Young.
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“Why the fuck are we doing this?” Shen Wenlang’s face was red as a tomato.
“To make my Mr. Sheng jealous, of course.” Hua Young smiled, loosening Shen Wenlang’s shirt and letting it hang seductively off his arms, exposing his fairly unblemished tan skin.
Hua Young’s hand trailed lower.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Shen Wenlang’s eyes widened. “Don’t—”
“Relax, A-Lang.” Hua Young smiled. “I just need to ruffle your pants. To make Mr. Sheng think you were going to fuck me, but then he came and saved me.”
“I fucking hate you!” Shen Wenlang didn’t like being touched.
“Relax.” Hua Young smirked. “Now, let’s rip my shirt to make it more believable.”
“I’m not doing that!”
“A-Lang, must I remind you what you owe me? Do you really want to cross me?”
He sighed. “Fine.” Shen Wenlang tried to rip the shirt open, but it wouldn’t budge. Just then, the door opened.
“Mr. Shen,” Gao Tu’s timid voice greeted him. “I tried to tell Mr. Sheng that you were preoccupied, but he insisted on coming here.”
“Gao Tu,” he said, crossing his arms.
“You—” Sheng Shaoyou stepped into the room, anger blazing.
“Mr. Sheng,” Hua Young said shyly. That bastard.
“Was he hurting you, Secretary Hua?”
Hua Young blinked. “He…” He swallowed nervously. “He isn’t hurting me.” He looked down, like a scared omega.
“Come, Secretary Hua. We’re leaving.”
“You can’t take my damn omega!” Shen Wenlang said, hating the words. He wanted that Sheng Shaoyou to take that asshole away from him.
Sheng Shaoyou stepped right up and punched him. Fucking hell, that hurt! His knees wobbled—damn it, how many times had he been beaten up by Sheng Shaoyou now? And… was that blood? His own damn blood, tasting metallic and sharp on his tongue? Sheng Shaoyou didn’t even pause, didn’t bother checking if he was alive. Instead, in one swift moment, he snatched Hua Young up like he was a damsel who needed saving.
Please. Shen Wenlang rolled his eyes. Finally, that bastard was gone. He could finally sleep again. How many months had it been since he had last slept?
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His phone blinked. Annoying. He was trying to sleep. Had he celebrated too early? Call from Hua Young incoming. He wanted to smash his phone and reject that call, maybe even block the bastard later. But of course, Hua Young would just send a new phone. Maybe even a damn pigeon, as if he would even send mail by pigeon! He hated this. Hated Hua Young even more than those damn omegas.
No fucking way. He was with Sheng Shaoyou! Why now?
He picked up. “What the fuck do you want now?”
“Hello to you, too, A-Lang,” Hua Young said softly, almost teasingly.
“What do you want, Hua Young?”
“To see you.”
“See me? What the fuck for?”
“It’s getting boring. Mr. Sheng is treating me like a delicate flower,” Hua Young said softly, but Sheng Wenlang could hear a faint sly note in his voice. “I thought I’d check on my possessive alpha instead.”
Shen Wenlang froze. Possessive? Alpha? His face burned. “I’m not—” Why couldn’t that bastard drop this already?
“Oh, A-Lang,” Hua Young murmured. “You sound flustered already.”
“I’m not—” Shen Wenlang groaned, trying to hide the heat in his face. “You’re fucking annoying!”
“Am I?” Hua Young said, chuckling softly. “I think you like my teasing, don’t you, A-Lang?”
Shen Wenlang clenched his fists, trying not to throw the phone across the room. “I’m not getting beaten up over you anymore!”
“Remember what you owe me,” Hua Young said, voice sounding way too light and airy. That meant trouble. “And that includes showing up with roses. Black, hmm, no, red roses. Get both! You’ve got to show to claim your omega, or I’ll be very disappointed.”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake!” Shen Wenlang yelled, throwing his head back. Why does he have to be so smug? So irritating?
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Shen Wenlang walked into the florist. Why the fuck did he have to buy black and red roses for that bastard?
“Sir, what can I get for you?” the florist asked. She smelled like an omega. Disgusting. But Shen Wenlang didn’t have it in him to be a hateful bastard.
“Just a bouquet of red and black roses.”
She blinked. “Red and black roses?”
“That’s what I said. Now, you stupid omega, go get it!”
“Right.” She looked scared of him. Good.
“Sir, it’s not in my place, but…” she paused, “…your omega won’t like black roses. How about white orchids instead?”
“Absolutely not!” That bastard would like it. Hua Young would revel in it. Like Shen Wenlang would show up with orchids; anything smelling like that bastard.
“Okay, sir.” The florist wrapped the bouquet, but Shen Wenlang caught a glimpse; she’d slipped in some white orchids. That damn omega florist!
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He rang the doorbell, bouquet in hand.
Sheng Shaoyou answered. Of course he did. “What are you doing here, Mr. Shen?” He didn’t look like he was letting Shen Wenlang in.
“I’m here for my damn omega,” Shen Wenlang growled, hating that he was doing this just because Hua Young was bored. “Now get out of my way!”
He shoved past Sheng Shaoyou. That was a mistake—a big one. The man was on him like a cat, ready to chase a pesky squirrel. And of course, he had to use his fists, hitting Shen Wenlang anywhere he could, and Shen Wenlang couldn’t fight back and hurt Hua Young’s precious Sheng Shaoyou.
“Mr. Sheng,” Hua Young’s timid voice said. “Please don’t hurt him.”
Shen Wenlang looked up. His face was red and bruised. Hell, his damn lips were even split. The bouquet had scattered on the floor, petals everywhere. His eyes landed on the white orchids. That damn omega florist!
“Secretary Hua, he can’t hurt you again. You don’t need to be afraid of him anymore.”
“Please, Mr. Sheng, can you give us a moment alone?” Hua Young made big, pretty eyes. “I promise I’ll call for you if he hurts me.”
Sheng Shaoyou didn’t look happy. “Fine. Mr. Shen, if you dare lay a finger—”
“You will hurt me. I get it. Now scram so that I can talk to my omega.”
“You—”
“Please, Mr. Sheng,” Hua Young begged.
“Fine. I’ll be right there inside.” He pointed to the door.
“Thank you.” Hua Young smiled shyly, watching Sheng Shaoyou go inside. No doubt he was still watching them.
“A-Lang,” Hua Young said quietly. “I’m sorry. Does it hurt?” He gently touched Shen Wenlang’s face.
“Don’t touch me.”
“I’m supposed to be your omega. It’d be out of character if I didn’t show affection, even if my alpha is a tyrant who mistreated me.”
“If anyone’s being mistreated, it’s me! From Sheng Shaoyou, that bastard! And you!”
“Aww, should I kiss it and make it better?”
“You know what… FUCK YOU!”
“I’m keeping these.” He smiled, picking up the white orchids. Hua Young’s fingers trailed down his cheeks. “I’m sorry I couldn’t take care of those for you. They… look painful. Should I kiss them instead? Won’t an omega kiss his alpha’s wounds away?”
“You—”
“Hmm, maybe another time. I’ll text you later. Do reply. You don’t want to make me mad now, do you?”
“I hate you!”