TYMRHBDES Chapter 64

Chapter 64 : The Gloomy, Obsessive Alpha Boss x Sweet, Submissive Little Omega 16

That afternoon, Jiang Luoluo waited nearly an hour past their agreed-upon time before Huo Zedong finally pushed open the door.

The Little Omega, seated at the desk, looked up at the sound. He was holding a glass and sipping water delicately.

Seeing Huo Zedong enter, he called out in a sweet, coquettish voice, “Hubby~”

Huo Zedong scooped him into his arms and sat down, glancing at the computer screen where the protagonist was currently stealing confidential information. “Are you watching a drama, baby?”

The Little Omega nodded lightly, his arms wrapping around Huo Zedong’s neck. “Yes~”

“Hubby~”

His voice was clear and bright. “Why are you back so late today, Hubby? Did something difficult happen?”

“Nothing difficult.”

Huo Zedong kissed his forehead, his voice low. “We caught a petty thief.”

The Little Omega looked up, his face curious. “A thief? Do even office buildings at your level get thieves?”

The man hummed in agreement.

“Did you catch them? What are you going to do? Send them to the police?”

“No need.”

Huo Zedong’s fingers brushed through the Little Omega’s hair, his deep voice resonating in his ear. His gaze darkened.

“Hubby can handle a petty thief himself.”

The computer emitted deliberately amplified footsteps, the background music growing increasingly tense. The Little Omega turned his head.

The protagonist, who was stealing confidential documents, pressed his body tightly against a pillar. Just on the other side of the wall, the villain patrolled with a gun.

The footsteps were deliberately amplified, and the background music stretched like a taut string, reaching a fever pitch.

Jiang Luoluo’s eyes widened, and he held his breath, frozen in place as he watched the screen.

A large hand slowly reached for the back of his neck, a deep voice whispering in his ear, “Got you.”

Caught completely off guard, Jiang Luoluo flinched in fright.

On the TV, the villain had already turned and walked away, the crisis averted. Only then did Jiang Luoluo realize it was Huo Zedong’s voice.

The Little Omega turned to face him, his eyes still wide with lingering fear, his moist pupils filled with a hint of reproach. “You scared me…”

Huo Zedong’s chiseled face held a playful, dangerous glint. “Does a naughty little boy get scared too?”

He raised his hand, his thumb brushing against the Little Omega’s soft cheek. “Afraid of getting caught and punished?”

The Little Omega blinked, sensing something odd about Huo Zedong’s demeanor. It felt like there was a hidden meaning behind his words.

But when he looked again, it was the familiar expression he knew so well.

Jiang Luoluo admitted honestly, “Of course, you’re scared when you do something bad.”

For example, he’d lied to Huo Zedong about eating his meals properly and not snacking, when in reality he’d devoured five ice cream cones that afternoon. Or when he’d pretended his back and waist hurt, just so Huo Zedong would hold him while he slept, when in fact he wasn’t in any pain at all…

Facing Huo Zedong’s half-smiling eyes, he felt as though his every secret had been laid bare.

The Little Omega guiltily rested his head against Huo Zedong’s chest, softening his voice into a tender whine: “Hubby~”

The large hand gently patted his back, followed by an indulgent kiss on his hair.

“My precious one doesn’t need to be afraid of anything…”

“Even if you’ve done wrong, how could Hubby ever bear to punish you…”

The man’s slow, deep voice echoed through the air, his fathomless dark eyes flickering with a cruel, enigmatic light.

“It must have been someone else who deceived my precious one…”

“It’s all their fault, isn’t it?”

His chin was lifted by a large hand, and his soft reply was lost in the accelerated heartbeat of their lips meeting.

His Little Omega nestled obediently in his arms, tilting his neck back like a caged canary.

In the financial evening news over the next few days, several pieces of news consistently topped the headlines.

Several well-known domestic companies simultaneously declared bankruptcy. Jiang Guodong, the largest shareholder, was left with snow-white hair overnight, his back hunched as if he had aged a decade in a single night.

Misfortune never comes alone.

Jiang Family’s eldest son was accused by a commoner Omega of sexually assaulting her under the influence of alcohol and forcing her into repeated acts. Soon, other Omegas came forward, coordinating to file their own reports.

This incident quickly became the top story on the social news pages, sparking a massive online backlash.

The next day—

Jiang Family’s second son was exposed for academic fraud, using his position for personal gain.

Jiang Family’s youngest son was accused of campus bullying. A photo of the commoner Beta they had bullied, head bowed and wearing a hospital gown, went viral.

Relevant authorities took swift action, and the internet erupted in turmoil.

The Jiang Family was completely ruined.

Yet the illegitimate youngest son of the Jiang Family seemed to have been permanently erased from their history, protected in another safe place.

Even those who tried to mention him found their words swallowed by the void.

Not even his name could be uttered.

The overwhelming public outcry outside had no effect on Jiang Luoluo.

Huo Zedong glanced at the news, then looked up at the small figure in the distance.

The Little Omega’s sweet smile and clear voice rang out as he chased after a pure white Samoyed. “Butler Grandpa, stop it!”

Unfortunately, the Butler was too old and his arms and legs weren’t as nimble as they used to be. As he bent over, the Samoyed slipped past his pant leg with a “whoosh” and darted away.

The Butler slapped his thigh and shouted at the servants on either side: “Quick, quick! Help Young Master Jiang catch it!”

Chaos erupted. Servants stumbled over each other, like chickens squawked in alarm.

Taking advantage of the commotion in the garden, Huo Zedong stood up, scooped up the panting little figure, and secretly carried him away.

Meanwhile, the servant who had finally caught the dog cradled the Samoyed in his arms, ready to hand it to Young Master Jiang. But when he looked up, the boy who had been standing right there just seconds ago was gone.

He blinked in confusion, then asked the Butler, trying to sound clever, “Uncle, should I take it to Young Master Jiang?”

The Butler turned and glanced at the spot where Huo Zedong had been sitting, then smacked the servant on the head.

“You idiot!”

The shy moon hid behind thick clouds, letting only a few stray beams of light filter through and illuminate the intricate carvings of the European-style window frames.

Layer upon layer of curtains were drawn tightly shut. The curtains rustled, reflecting a tall figure.

The fresh scent of freesia, with its subtle sweetness, mingled with the oppressive aroma of strong liquor-like pheromones.

The Little Omega’s voice was both sweet and delicate, choked with tears. He seemed bewildered, unable to understand why he had entered his heat cycle again so soon.

His drowsy little mind couldn’t make sense of it. Through his tears, he whimpered again and again, calling out in a soft, pleading voice:

“Hubby~”

“Hubby~”

That night, the exhausted Little Omega curled up sleepily under the covers.

A corner of the curtains was pulled open.

A thick blend of pheromones and cigarette smoke drifted out through the crack in the window.

The crimson tip of the cigarette glowed dimly in the dark room. The alpha, clad in a robe, half-closed his eyelids and gazed at the small lump under the covers.

His obsidian eyes flickered with a cold, eerie light, as dense and impenetrable as ink.

A burning light danced within them.

He stared silently at the person in the bed, like a hunter fixated on an unsuspecting prey.

He didn’t care what Jiang Luoluo wanted to take from him.

A few documents, a few projects, or any amount of money—it didn’t matter.

If his darling wanted to steal them with a bit of playful seduction, he wouldn’t mind.

He only wanted Jiang Luoluo himself, completely and utterly belonging to him.

Only to him.

The alpha, his gaze icy, lifted his eyelids and curled his lips into a mocking smile.

The Jiang Family’s beauty trap had indeed been a resounding success.

It was just that the Jiang Family had no brains.

They thought they could manipulate Jiang Luoluo to gain benefits from him.

He could give benefits to Jiang Luoluo.

But not to the Jiang Family.

Thinking of the Jiang Family, who had the life to take but not the life to use, Huo Zedong’s mood improved. The smile on his lips deepened, and he stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray.

From this day forward, there would be no more Jiang Family.

And no one would be able to exploit Jiang Luoluo again.

Huo Zedong rose and approached the person on the bed step by step until he had them tightly embraced in his arms.

His voice was cheerful, tinged with a cruel compassion: “Baby, the Jiang Family is gone. Are you scared?”

“If you’re scared, just cling to Hubby…”

“Hubby will take care of you…”

He held the person in his arms tightly, a gleam of satisfied excitement flashing in his eyes—

His darling was now without a family.

With no one to rely on, he could only shrink into his embrace, fragile and delicate, and coquettishly lean on him.

Over and over, he called him “Hubby”…

That night, Lin Zhiyi and Ye Hao both couldn’t sleep.

One was a mixture of bewilderment and excitement—with the Jiang Family gone, what did Jiang Luoluo even amount to?

The other was shock. Despite meticulously planning everything, Ye Hao had never anticipated that things would spiral into such a bizarre turn of events!

Jiang Luoluo’s heat cycle had returned. Calculating the timing, Lin Zhiyi deliberately woke up early on the morning it was supposed to end. He went to the kitchen and made corn sweet soup, intending to discuss the matter during breakfast.

However, the corn sweet soup sat on the table for a long time, but Jiang Luoluo never came down. Instead, Huo Zedong appeared.

Huo Zedong wore a black shirt, the top button undone, revealing his sexy Adam’s apple. He slowly rolled up his sleeves, his long legs carrying him down the stairs with a leisurely stride.

Lin Zhiyi couldn’t help but steal several glances at Huo Zedong.

With memories of his past life, he was long past the age of being swayed by young boys. Now, the refined and noble Huo Zedong before him, radiating the cold pressure of someone long accustomed to high status and the mature charm of a seasoned man, stirred a deeper longing within him.

He should have been with an alpha like this, living a life of luxury as the envied wife of a wealthy family, instead of getting mixed up with a phoenix man like Ye Hao and wallowing in the mud of misery.

Lin Zhiyi watched Huo Zedong, trying to figure out how to strike up a conversation that would keep him around long enough to share a meal and get to know him better.

Before he could speak, Huo Zedong suddenly changed direction and walked toward him.

Lin Zhiyi’s pupils widened slightly as he watched those long, straight legs encased in an expensive suit stride toward him and come to a steady stop before him.

Even his cold voice was exceptionally alluring: “Sit.”

The sudden happiness left Lin Zhiyi a bit flustered—after all, since moving into the villa, he’d never once had the chance to share a meal with Huo Zedong!

Lin Zhiyi quickly glanced at Huo Zedong’s handsome face, then turned his gaze to his corn soup.

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