Min Zhi went home very early today, leaving before the appointed time. The meeting that was originally scheduled was also changed to an online meeting. Fu Baiqi looked at the tightly closed office door expressionlessly and handed the document in his hand to Min Zhi’s secretary.
As he was leaving, the colleagues nearby were quietly talking about the Omega pheromones on Min Zhi. They had noticed them a few days earlier, but this morning, the scent had grown noticeably stronger.
As an S-level Alpha, Fu Baiqi could, of course, smell it. No matter whose pheromones Min Zhi had, it had nothing to do with him, but the problem was that the smell of these pheromones was too familiar to him, exactly the same as Fang Fengzhi’s.
Even he sometimes wondered if this pheromone came from his wife.
This was impossible.
He still couldn’t control his urge to speculate. He hated the word “destiny” even more. The binding nature of destiny shackled him, making him develop a possessiveness toward Fang Fengzhi, even leading him to have foolish thoughts. Now he could easily go back home to find out whether that seemingly obedient and timid Omega was staying put like he was supposed to—and whether his glands were still clean, untouched by anyone else.
But he wouldn’t do that.
He refused to submit to fate, and that worthless Omega wasn’t worthy of binding him for a lifetime.
After taking a shower, Fang Fengzhi sat on the bed and gulped down a mouthful of cold water.
He had just gotten Min Zhi’s pheromones last night, and now he was feeling empty again. Perhaps he had been lacking Alpha’s pheromones for too long. After being marked, he couldn’t let it go after experiencing it once—his craving for pheromones only intensified, making him want to indulge all at once. His body burned with heat, and his arousal stirred. At that moment, even breathing felt difficult.
Min Zhi was having a video conference in the bedroom, watching Fu Baiqi report the situation on their side. Fu Baiqi had warm yellow lights on, but his face lacked any sense of warmth, still cold and beautifully distant. Maybe no one had ever told Fu Baiqi he was beautiful, but Min Zhi had always thought so. His face was exactly Min Zhi’s favorite kind—everything about him was.
At that moment, the bedroom door was suddenly knocked on.
“Mr. Min… may I come in?”
It was Fang Fengzhi.
The presence of this Omega constantly reminded him that no matter how good Fu Baiqi was, he had cheated.
Why did he cheat?
Fu Baiqi and the others likely caught the faint sound, pausing for a brief moment in response.
Min Zhi muted his mic. Even through the door, he could smell Fang Fengzhi’s scent.
“Come in.”
The Omega walked in timidly, his face flushed red. “Mr. Min, I’m feeling a bit… a bit unwell right now…” He said, then looked up, only to see Min Zhi’s eyes fixed on the computer screen. It dawned on him that Min Zhi was probably still working. He stood there awkwardly. “Mr. Min, I’ll come back later then…” He said, turning to leave, but the man behind him spoke up, “No need, it’s almost over.”
He turned off the camera, and Fu Baiqi’s voice came through the earpiece, “President Min?”
“You all go on. It’s inconvenient for me to keep the video on from my side.”
After speaking, he pulled open the drawer next to him and took out an inhibitor. Fang Fengzhi hesitated when he saw it, a flicker of guilt surfacing in his chest. He took a few steps forward. “Do you need my help?”
Before the words were even finished, the syringe was already in his vein. Min Zhi frowned as he pushed the drug in, the wild pheromones slowly settling. In his earpiece was the voice he usually liked best—Fu Baiqi’s cool, pleasant, and distant tone—but now, Min Zhi felt nothing. Only a coldness spreading through his entire body.
He looked at Fang Fengzhi, who had already walked up to his desk. “Come here.”
Fang Fengzhi stepped forward obediently, but the moment he caught a glimpse of the people on the computer screen out of the corner of his eye, he froze in shock and quickly backed away a few steps.
“It’s fine. Both the video and audio are off.”
But Fang Fengzhi’s eyes still lingered on the screen—one of the people shown was Fu Baiqi. A sense of guilt welled up in him again, and he hurriedly looked away.
Min Zhi looked at his hesitant expression—clearly already unable to bear it, his face flushed as if he hadn’t felt the relief of pheromones in years, a bulge forming in his pants—yet still feeling ashamed after seeing Fu Baiqi, wanting to quietly wait until the meeting was over.
Min Zhi opened his arms and said again, “Come here.”
The Omega looked at him as if waking up from a dream. He smelled the strong pheromones of the Alpha. He was so hooked by them that liquid kept flowing out from his back, and his legs were unstable. He managed to push aside thoughts of his husband on the screen, gritted his teeth, and walked up to Min Zhi. He stared at the Alpha’s outstretched arms, unsure of what he meant.
In the next moment, someone yanked him down, and his heart sank before it shot back up again. He ended up thrown into Min Zhi’s arms.
Thick smoke pheromones immediately surrounded him. Fang Fengzhi felt dizzy and pressed his face against Min Zhi, unwilling to leave. He felt the Alpha’s hand patting his thighs. “Sit on it.”
Fang Fengzhi was so dazed that he just followed whatever Min Zhi said. He lifted his legs and sat on Min Zhi’s thighs with his support. Because of his short height, his legs were suspended in the air without any support, so he could only hug Min Zhi tightly.
Min Zhi touched his waist with his hands, and that place collapsed, his small but round buttocks raised up, and Min Zhi touched it.
Fu Baiqi was still reporting the situation of their department. Min Zhi listened, his eyes fixed on the Alpha’s pretty face. He paid no attention to Fang Fengzhi’s pheromones. Fang Fengzhi’s desire lingered, confused by the lack of pheromones this time. He felt unsatisfied and struggled to unbutton Min Zhi’s clothes. Like a puppy sniffing the scent of its owner, he buried his face in Min Zhi’s collar. The rich pheromones instantly filled his nasal cavity. Fang Fengzhi trembled with pleasure, humming unconsciously.
The sound was about to drown out the voices in the meeting. Min Zhi patted his lower flesh lightly and said, “Stop moaning.”
Fang Fengzhi shuddered all over, the flesh in his palms tensed, and his moans became louder.
Min Zhi was stunned for a moment, only to find that he had placed his hands on Fang Fengzhi’s buttocks without knowing when and even patted it a few times. He immediately moved his hands away as if he had received an electric shock. He felt disgusted with his own behavior, and fearing that he would scare the Omega, he released pheromones to soothe him. “Keep your voice down.”
After Fu Baiqi finished reporting his work on the other side of the screen, he looked at the dark screen on Min Zhi’s side and said, “That’s about it. President Min, do you have any questions?”
Min Zhi looked at Fang Fengzhi, who was still humming, knowing that he couldn’t hear anything he said. For some reason, Min Zhi suddenly took off one of his earphones and put it into Fang Fengzhi’s ear. Fu Baiqi was just talking over there, “President Min, are you still there?”
Fang Fengzhi paused, he heard his husband’s voice.
He seemed to have regained most of his consciousness, he raised his head with all his strength and saw Min Zhi leaning close to his ear, “Don’t make a sound.”
Under the pleasure brought by the Alpha pheromones, Fang Fengzhi’s body instantly stiffened when he saw Min Zhi turn on the microphone. He turned his head and bit the arm of the person next to him, and his moans were blocked in his throat. His husband was working, while at the same time, he was lying in his boss’s arms, absorbing his pheromones to get pleasure.
He held his breath, and his body trembled even more violently.
Min Zhi glanced at him. “Nothing. Let’s adjourn.”
The person on the other end spoke a few more words, but Min Zhi replied absentmindedly, his hand on Fang Fengzhi’s waist moving in a slow, unconscious gesture.
By the time the meeting was over, his arms were already wet. Min Zhi ignored it and released his high concentration of pheromones expressionlessly.
Fang Fengzhi was shaking abnormally, his legs were moving randomly in the air, and his toes curled up unconsciously. He couldn’t stop thinking about Fu Baiqi’s voice, which made him feel guilty for being caught cheating by his husband, but his desire overwhelmed any thoughts of shame. He lay obediently in Min Zhi’s arms. He was so thin and small, and the man’s broad body completely enveloped him. If he were smarter, he would have realized that this position was too dangerous. He was held in the arms of a powerful Alpha, whose hands could effortlessly reach any part of his body, without needing to do a thing, his pheromones alone could make Fang Fengzhi unable to resist.
The man can do anything to him.
