In the end, after lingering with Laurence in the park, they parted ways at dawn. After putting the staggering Laurence in a taxi, saying it was time to go home, Mitch moved to a bar and drank until the sun was completely up. Some alphas approached him flirtatiously, but when he showed no reaction at all, they stopped bothering him.Strangely, no matter how much he drank, he didn't feel drunk.With his mind becoming increasingly clear, Mitch left the bar and had breakfast at a nearby restaurant.As soon as it turned 9 AM, he called a real estate agent, saying he wanted to put his officetel up for sale. Having decided to break up, he felt he should systematically clean up everything related to Douglass.After a brief call with the real estate agent, Mitch, having nowhere else to go, headed to the officetel he had just put up for sale.It was where Mitch had lived alone before moving in together, but since Douglass had purchased it and transferred ownership to Mitch, even this place was
Mitch woke up to the sound of his alarm. Checking the time, it was 2 PM. Having slept only three hours since arriving in the morning, he was still tired.But he needed to get up. He had to go to the café in the afternoon.He'd probably face Douglass again when he went to work, but he couldn't just not do his job. At least he wasn't in charge of opening today.While washing his face, Mitch mentally checked what needed to be done at the café. It was the day the ordered coffee beans and disposables were coming in, so he needed to organize them first and dispose of expired ingredients.After finishing urgent tasks, he planned to contact the building manager. To dispose of the café.It might be difficult to close the café immediately, but he couldn't continue seeing Douglass every day in the same building."I need to sort this out."Mitch muttered to himself as he got dressed.Having finished his preparations quickly, he put on his shoes. Thinking he needed to call a taxi since he didn't h
"Even if there's no pain right now, you might experience muscle soreness later. I'll prescribe some medication, and it would be good to apply warm compresses whenever you have time.""Will he be able to perform daily activities without issues?""It would be best to refrain from excessive outdoor activities for the time being. If you experience pain or swelling, come to the hospital immediately.""Understood. Thank you, Doctor.""No need for thanks. When the Director calls, I naturally have to come."The two of them finished the examination after a lengthy conversation, with Mitch sitting between them like a doll.Like the skilled physician he was, the doctor didn't ask for details about how he got hurt or why he hadn't come to the hospital despite not being in severe pain.He simply examined Mitch as instructed by Douglass, prescribed medication, and left.Douglass, who had trapped someone in an officetel, preventing them from moving, yet could calmly discuss aftereffects and pain wit
"...So that's why?"Mitch opened his eyes as if he had realized something. Alphas had longer rut cycles than omegas. And depending on the person and situation, alphas with partners could become more possessive.Some alphas developed pathologically strong possessiveness. There were even treatments available to reduce aggression related to this condition.Could this be why Douglass had gone to such extremes?Even so, imprisoning someone like today was going too far. During previous ruts, he had been persistent about sex or reluctant to leave the bed, but that was within an expected range for anyone.However, even if there had been no unusual behavior before, this was a special situation. An unwanted, sudden breakup was a completely different matter. It was enough to stimulate an alpha's possessiveness that intensified during the rut period.Looking at it that way, Douglass's abnormal behavior since yesterday became somewhat understandable. But..."He's acting like this even before his r
***The third day of restricted outings. When Mitch tried to call the police again, this time the men guarding the door confiscated his phone."Give me back my phone.""We cannot return it at this time.""I said give it back!""..."There was no response. Although he banged on the closed door and shouted, he could no longer open the door freely, and his means of contacting anyone had disappeared.Mitch was thus easily isolated in the officetel.At this point, the seriousness of the situation hit home. He could no longer maintain the complacent attitude that he could leave with a bit of luck. It seemed Douglass truly intended to keep him here until his heat cycle ended.After hours of confrontation at the front door, an exhausted Mitch gave up trying to open it and returned to the living room. On his wrist was a faint wound where he had been scratched by the doorknob during a physical struggle with one of the men. Mitch absentmindedly rubbed the spot.After having his phone taken away,
Douglass personally carried Mitch on his back, put him in the car, and headed to the hospital. Since there was nothing wrong with his ankle, it was a bit embarrassing to pretend it hurt and be carried by him.Douglass kept asking detailed questions about the symptoms while driving, making it difficult for Mitch to fabricate answers. Except for when his ankle was actually injured in the past, he had rarely experienced serious pain, so he couldn't describe the pain in detail.Wondering if Douglass had noticed his lie and was interrogating him more persistently, Mitch observed his expression. He was gripping the steering wheel with an anxious face, focusing on what Mitch was saying. Fortunately, he seemed to believe him unconditionally.Upon arriving at the emergency room, they were instructed to wait for a while. With Douglass's help, Mitch sat on a chair, and Douglass sat next to him."Don't skip rehabilitation from now on. Make sure to go.""I got it.""And if there are days I can't g
Mitch opened his eyes at the presence he felt beside him. Douglass, who had woken up first, was taking out clothes."...Going to work?" Mitch asked in a voice still husky from sleep. Douglass turned his gaze to the bed where he was lying and nodded."Have to. Ugh, I don't want to go.""...""How's your ankle? Still hurts?"Only then did Mitch look at his ankle. Douglass must have replaced it during the night, as the hot compress wrapped over the protective brace was still warm."A little.""Someone will come this afternoon to take you to the hospital. For physical therapy.""What about you?""I have work, so I can't go with you."Mitch looked up at Douglass with eyes still heavy with sleep. He was holding a necktie. For some reason, Douglass always had a serious expression when tying his tie. Sometimes he even looked solemn.Despite Mitch's inner turmoil these past few days, Douglass was the same as usual. He acted as if nothing was wrong, even after confiscating his phone and confini
Biting his lower lip, Mitch reached out. He then thoroughly messed up Douglass's neatly combed-back hair."Ah, why are you doing this? I fixed my hair."Douglass frowned as his bangs immediately fell forward from Mitch's touch.He always maintained his pomade when going out. Ever since college, when Mitch said he looked younger and cute with his bangs down, he had consistently kept his hair swept back."Now I have to fix it again because of you.""...Because you're cute."Yes. Even in this moment, Douglass, who always wanted to look manly to him, was cute. The more cute he found him, the deeper his hatred grew."This is annoying.""Douglass. I want to go to the café."Mitch changed the subject as he pulled his foot away from Douglass's hands."Next time.""When is that?""When your ankle is completely healed.""...""And your heat is coming soon anyway. We'll think about it after it's over."So that means I'm stuck at home until then. It seemed Douglass had no intention of letting Mit
"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.