Black Card Debt: Daddy's Little Thief (Omegaverse bl)

Chapter 199: The claim

Taesan’s POV

I see red as I tuck my swollen wet cock back into my pants.

"Fuck" I hiss at the feeling of the sensitive skin of my dick rubbing against fabric.

Whatever they ruined my orgasm for, it better be worth it or dead bodies will be carried out of Mountain Atelier in less than five minutes.

"Stay" I snap the order at Seoha as he tries to follow me.

"But-"

"Seoha. If I command you to stay, you stay" I point a finger at him in warning and he drops his head with a submissive whimper.

The soft sound stirs something in me and I want to pin him against my desk; I want to fuck him till the whole building shakes with his screams.

Then I want to have him sit on my cock, keep him plugged and full of my seed.

’Breed?’ my alpha asks and I draw in a sharp breath that makes the omega look up.

I can smell that damn vanilla scent that drove me up the wall that first time.

My life has been lived on perfect control. I have never given in to the cravings to take an omega’s body like I’ve done with Seoha.

My Seoha.

No other omega has made me desire to dominate as strongly as he does.

"I want to be with you" he says as his lashes brush his cheeks.

"And I want you to sit here" I say and he pouts. He looks like sin wrapped in heaven. Like innocence and ruin all in one.

"Sir?" the guard at the door calls and I sigh with irritation, running my fingers through Seoha’s hair before leaving.

"Open" I order and the door is opened for me.

I steal one more glance at my omega, he’s now sitting at the edge of my table, watching me with spit slick and swollen lips.

By the time I move closer to my elevator, the noise from outside gets louder.

"Who is it?" I ask, patting my side for my gun.

I have a rule of no mafia business in my empire, but with how tensed I am, I might paint the walls red and pink with blood and guts.

"Ask someone to prepare my sword" I say and the guard nods.

It’s been too long since I dismembered someone.

"You’re not going to tell me who it is?" I ask and he bows his head like he’s apologizing.

It can’t be my grandfather, he’s too smart to cause chaos like this.

He knows to hide because making this much noise is equivalent to asking for an exposure to the government.

"Well...the person is here with his fans" the guard says as we step out of the elevator together.

Jaemin.

He’s at the top of the stairs smiling at the people below like he’s relevant in my space.

"What’s going on?" I ask loudly.

The volume of my voice and the anger in my tone stops every action in the room.

The people dying to get an autograph or a photo all pause their clamoring to look at me.

"It’s Kang Taesan" some of my employees immediately back away, moving to hide away, while some people still remain to see the drama.

"Explain" I say and Jaemin tilts his head, smiling at me like the seductive bastard he is.

Just the sight of him kills the arousal coursing through my body.

"Taesan-ah, I was just talking to everyone about us" he says and I keep my eyes on him.

This foolish, foolish omega.

"About?" I ask, moving closer to him. And it’s a micro movement, but Jaemin takes a cautious step backwards.

Wisely afraid of me.

"The future of Mountain Atelier" he says and his fans cheer.

"You brought strangers into my empire, Jaemin?" I ask in a low tone and he laughs like I am offering him a drink at the bar.

"No, they’re just here to see how much I love you" he says, tucking his fading red hair behind his ear.

"The news of an omega empowering brand is going around, and to strengthen the success...I am willing to model for it" he says.

"And you chose to do this in public?" I ask with a growl, already struggling with the need to strangle him and snuff the life from him.

’Control...public" my alpha reminds me and I clench my fist by my side.

"Of course, I won’t be demanding payment...your designs always look good on me, it’s an honor" he says while gesturing to his body.

That’s when I notice what he’s wearing for the first time.

Red. Seoha’s design.

"You’re testing me, Roh Jaemiin" I say for only our ears.

"Testing your products and posing for the cameras is the only thing I want to do" the omega purrs.

"There won’t be any need for you to do that, I am already modelling for him" Seoha’s voice says from behind and my possessive alpha howls with pride.

"Oh...the slut is here" Jaemin gasps, turning to address his audience.

"The slut is here, and I’m here to stay" Seoha says and I turn to look at him.

I gave him two instructions, stay in the office and don’t talk down on my omega. Why is he breaking them in front of me?

"You must be aching to ruin Taesan’s reputation. Imagine seeing an X pornster on your advertisement page" Jaemin says and Seoha moves closer.

"What you think of me doesn’t matter. My mate chose me" my omega says.

Interestingly, the need the intervene dies away as Seoha’s pulls down his shirt to show my collar.

"What...?" Jaemin whispers.

"Is this enough for you, Jaemin-ssi?" he asks and Jaemin slowly turns red with anger.

"Arggh!" he screams before storming out of the building with his fans following after him.

Seoha’s hand around the collar trembles and he turns around to look at me with those doe eyes.

He looks like he’s waiting to hear ’good boy’, but my brain has short circuited.

"I gave you an instruction"

"I know...I’m sorry but I couldn’t stay back" he whispers, turning from the confident omega that sent Jaemin out to my Seoha.

"Sorry?" I ask, grabbing his arm and he gasps in shock, "alpha..."

The way his lips part light me on fire again, and the hunger to fuck returns; it’s pride this time.

I’m fucking proud of my omega.

"Seoha, you already know there are no sorries or thank yous. There are only actions and consequences" I say and lean in.

"You disobeyed and you will be punished" I say and pull him away.