Then he brought whiskey and poured it into glasses. Was it too much to ask someone to drink whiskey neat without ice? He hesitated briefly.There was no time to worry about such details right now. Having reached that conclusion, Mitch took out the sleeping pills he had prepared from his pocket."Going to drink?"When Douglass suddenly appeared behind him, Mitch reflexively stuffed the sleeping pills back into his pocket."Huh? Yeah."Mitch quickly grabbed one of the two glasses of whiskey and took a sip, hoping to appear natural."...I'll just have a little."Noticing that Douglass was about to object, Mitch smiled with crinkled eyes and pleaded."Okay? Just one glass.""Just that one glass.""Okay. Dry my hair for me."Mitch sat on the sofa with his drink in hand. Douglass went to the bedroom to get a hair dryer.After confirming that Douglass had disappeared into the room, Mitch took out the sleeping pills again and put them into the glass. Then he swirled the glass, hoping they woul
Douglass bit Mitch's ear lightly and moved his finger inside.Mitch's body stiffened at the familiar intrusion. The entrance was still dry, making even a finger uncomfortable."Just a bit, slowly...""So fucking tight. Hah."Despite his words, Douglass carefully moved his finger to widen the inner walls."You... like it tight."Mitch lowered his hand to rub Douglass's already enlarged dick. He could feel it getting harder through touch.He wondered if he was provoking Douglass more than necessary, but Mitch soon dismissed such concerns. After all, Douglass would soon fall asleep because of the sleeping pills. So this much should be fine."Why are you being so pretty today?"Douglass stared intensely at Mitch, who was selectively saying things he wanted to hear, his voice husky. Perhaps the alcohol was gradually taking effect, making it increasingly difficult to control his desires. His lower abdomen felt heavy, stimulated by Mitch's omega pheromones."Because I need to get that buildi
Pushing all the way in at once like he had done initially, Mitch's head tilted back sharply. This time, Douglass didn't dawdle and immediately began thrusting his hips.The movements were so rough that the sound of flesh slapping against flesh could be heard."Hnngh. Ah!""Feel good?"Douglass asked, stroking Mitch's dick up and down. There was a faint trace of fluid at the tip of his dick."Ngh, yes... aah.""You're out of your mind."Douglass blocked the tip with his thumb to prevent Mitch from climaxing alone and began to thrust in earnest. His thick thighs rubbed against the inside of Mitch's pale groin, pressing down forcefully.Each time the swollen dick pounded against his inner walls, Mitch's insteps trembled and curled. When this happened, Douglass would bite his calf to prevent him from tensing his ankles."Ahk...! But it's too... just a little gentler...""You asked me to thrust hard."Douglass pushed his hips down insistently, burying himself to the base inside Mitch. At t
He stopped running before putting too much strain on his ankle.Since he didn't plan to use his card for a while, Mitch first withdrew cash from a convenience store near home. Then he entered the subway station.Despite the early dawn, he bought a new hat and outer garment from an underground shopping center that was already open, and changed into them.Then he took the subway to quickly leave the neighborhood.Though he had fled impulsively, Mitch felt quite unjustified. He wasn't someone who should have to run away. He had committed no crime, yet here he was, in this situation because he had to avoid his ex-boyfriend.Arriving in a busy area, Mitch looked up at the sky where the sun was gradually rising, then pulled his hat down deeply and walked quickly.Soon, gaudy lodging signs appeared throughout the alleys. Motels, inns, long-term accommodations, and so on.He needed to find a place to stay for the time being. Hotels requiring ID were excluded first, as they could become targets
After having lunch outside, Mitch went around looking for a better place to stay than his current accommodation. However, places with decent facilities strictly required ID, so it wasn't easy.Despite putting in a lot of effort walking around, Mitch returned to his lodging with nothing to show for it, pressing on his stiff shoulders. The mattress was too sunken, making his body ache.As he entered the building, the manager who had been watching TV at the counter greeted him."Hey, come over here for a second.""Yes? Is something wrong?""What's your name?""Why do you suddenly need my name...?"Mitch slightly checked the manager's expression. The manager scratched his neck nonchalantly."No. I heard there was a thief at the Palawan Pawnshop in the next neighborhood today.""Ah.""Just asking to be safe. You know we're supposed to check all this at check-in, right? Show me your ID if you have it.""I left my ID at work."Mitch swallowed dryly as he made up a lie."You had a workplace?"
The words swirled in his throat."Douglass Brady."But what came out of Mitch's mouth was a different subject."...I'm sorry for forcing you to take sleeping pills."In truth, this was what he wanted to say first from the moment he answered the call. Perhaps that's why he had been responding to Douglass's stubborn words all this time."Were you..."He was about to ask if there had been any side effects, if he'd gone to the hospital."Got you."A hand suddenly emerged from behind and grabbed Mitch's arm. The grip strength was familiar.Mitch turned his head in shock to see Douglass, breathing heavily."You..."Before he could even open his mouth properly, Douglass fell into Mitch's arms. Rather than embracing him, it would be more accurate to say he nestled into his arms.Douglass squeezed into Mitch's arms, despite being larger than him, pressing their bodies together without any gap.Mitch, too shocked to react, took several seconds just to comprehend the situation."Such things shou
In the end, instead of getting back in the car, Mitch checked into a nearby hotel and cleaned himself up.Having vomited until only clear gastric fluid remained, he was completely exhausted and had no energy to go anywhere else.After washing in the hotel bathroom, Mitch felt somewhat relieved as the foul smell left his body. At the same time, he was still concerned about his physical condition.Why had his body trembled so severely? Was it because he was afraid of returning to the apartment?Moreover, feeling such aversion toward Douglass was a first for him today. This reaction surprised even himself.Was it because he was anxious about being confined again? Or was it motion sickness while being captured? ...He wasn't sure.Somehow, he had ended up following Douglass's stubborn suggestion that if he was going to sleep outside, he should at least stay at a hotel."Clothes..."Coming out of the bathroom wearing a robe, Mitch belatedly realized he had no clothes to wear. His underwear
Mitch, who was about to sit on the bed, walked over to pick up his phone. The caller was Marlon."Yes, Marlon.""Did you two fight?"As expected, he was calling about something related to Douglass. Mitch brushed back his disheveled hair and answered calmly."Things aren't good.""Why? Because of what happened last time...?""Is that why you called? Did Douglass Brady ask you to?"Though Marlon was also Mitch's acquaintance, if pressed, he was more Douglass's person, so naturally this call wasn't welcome."Yeah. He called saying you're sick and asked me to do a remote consultation.""...Marlon, you do that kind of thing too?""Would I? That guy was making such a fuss, I called partly out of concern.""You must be having a hard time too.""So what are your symptoms? I heard you were sick?""I'm fine now. It wasn't anything serious.""I heard you were vomiting, hyperventilating, and even showing signs of seizures. Poor blood circulation too.""He told you all that already?""Yeah. Just f
"It's not opening hours yet... And if you came in, you should have said something.""I was going to, but you looked busy."Mitch rolled his eyes, wondering why Douglass was here this morning. Had he returned from his trip already? After the text exchange from the other day, there had been no contact, so Mitch thought he was still in San Francisco.Douglass smiled as he watched Mitch covering his mouth and diligently chewing the remaining food."What?"Mitch asked belatedly after swallowing everything in his mouth."It's unusual to see you eating something.""Ah. I was in the process of selecting new desserts to sell."Mitch suddenly recalled that Douglass quite enjoyed sweet foods. After a moment's hesitation, he looked at Douglass standing across the counter."Are you busy?""Why?""If not, could you spare a moment?"He then opened the door to the kitchen, inviting him in. If he left Douglass standing outside, passersby might find it strange. Although it was early enough that most we
Sammy gladly accepted Mitch's proposal to supply desserts from his bakery. Mitch was especially grateful to Sammy since he had already been rejected by several other famous bakeries with similar requests."Mitch, have you thought about which desserts you want to focus on?""Yes. Actually, even though we're an espresso bar, our highest sales come from Americanos, and given our location, we get a lot of office workers.""That makes sense.""So I think it would be good to have one dessert that pairs well with espresso, and another that goes well with Americano as our main offerings.""Wouldn't it be better to increase the variety a bit more?""Then inventory and quality control would become difficult... If possible, I'd rather focus on quality over quantity. I've heard so many comments about our desserts being subpar. It's embarrassing, to be honest.""Haha.""I need to make up for it with this opportunity."Mitch wanted to select desserts that would best complement the café's signature
"Mitch Forbes. Shouldn't you at least drink some water?"After Mitch had passed out during sex and showed no signs of waking up even hours later, Douglass's patience reached its limit.Come to think of it, he couldn't remember eating anything properly since leaving the gathering and coming to the apartment with Mitch. At this rate, dehydration symptoms would likely come first.Douglass looked disapprovingly at Mitch, whose body was sticky with semen, then got up from the bed. He felt Mitch's grip tightening on his arm, but when Douglass turned away abruptly, Mitch's hand fell limply onto the bed.He went to the living room and opened the refrigerator. Having rarely eaten at home while living alone, he hadn't realized how empty it was. There were only beverages, a container of adobo, and a few sauce bottles that looked like they had been purchased long ago.Douglass irritably took out bottled water and closed the refrigerator. When he returned to the bedroom, he saw Mitch lying face do
The silence that lasted only a few seconds felt unbearably long and heavy to Mitch."W-what should I do?"—Heat cycle?"Yeah. But what if other people notice? I think I bumped into an alpha on my way to the bathroom..."—I'm coming now. Get into a stall."Y-yes. Okay."Hearing Douglass's exceptionally calm voice, Mitch's excitement gradually subsided.—Do you remember which bathroom you're in?"I think it's the one you can see when you exit the hall... I'm not sure exactly."—Alright. Don't come out. Wait for me.But when the call ended, his briefly calmed mind became urgent again. He felt his temperature rising, and the burning thirst he had dismissed as the effects of alcohol now seemed entirely due to his heat cycle, making his mouth go dry.Being in this situation for the first time, he was belatedly overwhelmed with self-blame for acting too carelessly. He had no idea if the woman he had been talking to at the table noticed his condition, or how many others might have detected hi
Even if I were to check the face of Douglass's fiancée, nothing would change. I didn't have the courage to approach her and speak, nor did I have the right to stop their marriage at this point.No. Even if I made up my mind, could I really stop it? Douglass chose his fiancée over Mitch Forbes even before losing his memories. So from the beginning, I was never in a position to make choices or interfere.I was just curious about who Douglass would end up marrying.Mitch downed the remaining champagne in his glass. Despite the cool liquid flowing down his throat, a flush of heat kept rising from within.Something felt off. Was it because I'm too nervous? Or was I excited by the mention of Douglass's fiancée?When Mitch showed no signs of backing down, Marlon reluctantly looked around. Then he carefully pointed to a woman smiling brightly in the center of the hall.A woman in a form-fitting red mini dress with natural wavy hair. Anyone could see she was brimming with confidence. And she h
Publicly, no one knew about Douglass's accident, so naturally, they wouldn't know that Douglass had lost part of his memory.They also wouldn't know that Mitch Forbes, whom they believed to be his lover, was now just an ex-lover and merely an omega purchased for sexual encounters for a certain period of time.Fortunately, Douglass didn't bring that up. Mitch also refrained from saying anything unnecessary since it was better to appear as if they were in a relationship. It felt less pathetic that way."Is that someone Douglass Brady has been hiding and not showing us?""Really? I'm surprised someone with his personality actually has a lover.""But why did he suddenly bring him here?"Douglass frowned at the crowd of people gathering around."Move aside, you're being annoying."He apparently hadn't expected to receive this much attention. He seemed to have assumed that he and Mitch had previously attended gatherings together and brought him along without any particular intention.But if
There was no mention of signing, and he just silently read the words written on the paper, so I thought something was wrong. I worried about what would happen if he refused, but as soon as the next day came, Douglass sent an additional contract through his lawyer.The conditions he proposed were as follows:Article 1: "Mitch Forbes" agrees not to have any private meetings with other alphas during the term of this contract (6 months).Article 2: "Mitch Forbes" agrees to spend all heat cycles that occur during the contract period with "Douglass Brady."Article 3: "Mitch Forbes" agrees not to change jobs or open a new store during the contract period, and will only work within the "Laverne Building."Article 4: "Mitch Forbes" agrees to gain at least 5kg in weight during the term of this contract.Mitch had to read the last clause again because it didn't make sense. When he asked Douglass why he included it, he replied that Mitch was too skinny and frail, and there wasn't enough to hold o
Finding that strange only momentarily, he grasped Mitch's waist and gently flipped him over. In an instant, Mitch was positioned with his upper body against the desk and his buttocks pushed toward Douglass."It doesn't hurt now, right?""Haa, haa..."Mitch's head could be seen nodding.Douglass spread Mitch's buttocks that were pressed against his groin and pushed his dick back in. The hole that had been tightly gripping his entire dick just moments ago opened smoothly, as if it had never been closed."Mmng."The delicate flesh welcomed the dick without any resistance. The sensation of the hot inner walls squeezing and pressing against his dick was exquisite. Douglass cursed for what seemed like the umpteenth time and thrust all the way to the base.The white buttocks and waist that were precariously accommodating the formidable dick twitched. Between the round buttocks, the in-and-out movement of his dick was explicitly visible.Douglass held Mitch's pelvis, which kept trying to coll
Mitch obediently approached and sat on his lap as instructed. The rough texture of the suit against his bare skin made him shiver involuntarily.Mitch's gaze drifted to the window blinds, which were more than halfway down. Though it seemed unlikely anyone could see from outside, there was still an unfamiliar fear that came with the location. His shoulders hunched instinctively from the cold air."Unzip my pants and take out my dick. You know how, right?"Seeing Mitch trembling so much despite this clearly not being his first time, Douglass found himself speaking in a reassuring tone. His voice was tinged with thick anticipation.Mitch nodded and lowered his hand to unzip Douglass's pants.Douglass's pheromones gradually spread throughout the room. It was a familiar sensation. Despite feeling tense and ashamed, Mitch became aroused easily—his body had already been conditioned to respond this way.Douglass caressed Mitch's back and waist, which had captivated his attention from earlier.