Facing the man’s bold insubordination, Shen Yanzhou really should have given him a slap to teach him a lesson.

But when he thought of the story the man had just told, saw his scar covered wrists, and remembered his original intention for buying this man, Shen Yanzhou turned his head away and said absolutely nothing.

He wasn’t doing this for pleasure anyway, and since he had spent thirty million, it would be a bit of a waste not to use him.

In the adult world, silence usually means consent.

The man clearly understood this silent permission. He lowered his head, his nose sniffing the pulsing vein on the side of Shen Yanzhou’s neck with near obsession, as that was an Omega’s most vulnerable spot. He slowly released his cedar scented pheromones, attempting to make the person in his arms soften up without any defenses so he could press his burning heat against those sweet folds.

Shen Yanzhou did not have the kind of body that would soften at a mere touch or go into heat at random. Just as he said himself, he was absolutely not a loose Omega who would spread his legs for any Alpha he saw, obediently waiting for the man to take him.

On the contrary, his body was just like his appearance, high and mighty. The more impossible he was to conquer easily, the more it drove countless men to throw themselves forward in waves, completely haunted by their desires for him.

The man pinched Shen Yanzhou’s chin. Even though the lights were off, because he hated keeping the lights on when making love, the man could guess that his face had flushed. The temperature of his face felt burning hot against his hand, and anyone could guess how mesmerizing his expression must be without even thinking.

Without warning, he kissed his lips fiercely.

He guessed that Shen Yanzhou’s eyes must have widened into circles again because he could feel his struggles, muffled whimpers escaping his lips while his bare feet kicked at him forcefully from time to time.

Shen Yanzhou never expected this guy to be so incredibly bold. Permitting his intrusion was already the ultimate mercy, yet he stubbornly repeated his offenses, locking their fingers together as the kiss grew deeper and more passionate. The scent of cedar mingled with a faint trace of cigarette smoke as his tongue easily forced his teeth open, wrapping around his tongue and forcing him to sink into ruin along with him.

After kissing for a very long time, until tears finally welled up in his eyes, the man finally left his lips, pressing close to his ear to whisper softly, “Master, I know you don’t have any actual feelings for me.”

“But kissing while doing it doesn’t mean anything special.” As the man spoke, he pulled out his completely wet hand. “Master, do you feel it? Your body actually really loves kissing me.”

Shen Yanzhou could not clearly see the man’s face or his hand, but he knew better than anyone exactly what was coating the man’s fingers.

“Take it away…” The corners of his eyes were flushed red with shame, and he turned his head away to avoid such a visual trigger.

Yet the man intentionally refused to let him look away. Opening his mouth, he extended his wet, hot tongue and drew his wet fingers entirely into his mouth, his tongue swirling nimbly around his rough index finger, licking from the tip all the way to the base, not even sparing what remained between the fingers.

Until finally, that originally rough, dry large hand was licked completely wet by him, shimmering with a suggestive wetness.

“You…” Shen Yanzhou turned his face to the side, his neck flushed a brilliant pink as he kicked his legs, trying to shove this pervert away. “What are you doing… even with this kind of thing, you…”

The man finally released the fingers he had sucked bright red, resting his nose against Shen Yanzhou’s burning cheek. “Even this place smells like roses.”

“What do you mean? You can smell my pheromones?” Shen Yanzhou asked.

He was caught off guard by this question, completely failing to notice that the danger wasn’t above, but below. Taking advantage of his distraction, the man maliciously held him tight, locking a part of his body together with him.

“You…”

“I accidentally slid in a little bit…” the man explained innocently.

“Liar…” Before Shen Yanzhou’s curse could leave his mouth, he was tightly embraced.

What did he mean by sliding in a little bit? It was obviously premeditated all along.

The man gave him absolutely no time to adjust, his large hand forcefully clamping the back of his head with enough strength to crush him into his very bones, lowering his head for a deep kiss that was like storming a fortress.

The burning breath invaded overbearing manner, instantly stealing away all the air in his mouth, swallowing his broken whimpers along with it. As their breaths tangled, the surrounding air grew hot enough to catch fire.

As the kiss deepened, the man held him tightly. Even though Shen Yanzhou was nearly one hundred eighty centimeters tall, he looked incredibly small in front of him.

Sure enough, this man was a thug to his core.

“Sanqianwan, slow… crazy…” he said.

“Mm, let me be crazy for a while.” The man blocked his mouth.

The air was entirely filled with the scents of roses and cedar, growing thicker and thicker.

As wildly as the typhoon raged outside the window, the man was just as unbridled.

The man was simply insatiable.

They had clearly agreed to only rest one leg on his shoulder, yet now it became Shen Yanzhou’s face pressed into the pillow, covered by the man from behind, letting the man’s sweat slide off his body and drip onto his snow white backside.

Once, twice, three times…

Shen Yanzhou had already lost count of the times. It wasn’t until the man lifted him up and placed him on top of himself that the phone sitting on the bed suddenly began to vibrate.

The phone’s ringtone was urgent, harsh, and relentless.

Shen Yanzhou’s dazed, unfocused pupils strained to focus, catching sight of the glowing screen through his messy hair damp with sweat.

[Shen Xici]

It was one in the morning, and he had no idea why Shen Xici would suddenly call him at this hour. But his younger brother would never disturb his rest for no good reason. It had to be something extremely vital that forced him to seek him out at a time like this.

Shen Yanzhou’s fingers trembled, barely clawing back his sanity from the deep ocean of passion as he shoved at the man who was panting like a wolf against his chest. “I need to answer a call.”

Sanqianwan was clearly very dissatisfied. He pulled Shen Yanzhou into his arms, resting his chin on his shoulder and wrapping Shen Yanzhou’s arms around his own waist.

“Hello… Xici, what’s wrong?”

Even though he tried his hardest to control it, that “hello” still carried a heavy nasal tone and residual panting.

The background on the other end of the line was noisy with heavy metal music, punctuated occasionally by suggestive noises. Shen Yanzhou could already roughly guess where Shen Xici was calling him from.

“Brother?” Shen Xici’s voice sounded somewhat anxious. “Sorry to bother you so late.”

“Mm, go ahead…” While dealing with the call, Shen Yanzhou deathly gripped the man’s sweat-drenched shoulders, his fingernails nearly digging into the man’s flesh, trying to use this method to make the bastard who was still making trouble behave himself.

Yet the man intentionally lowered his head, catching the back of Shen Yanzhou’s neck in his mouth, his teeth lightly nipping at his pale soft flesh while shifting to an awkward, tricky angle at the exact same time.

“Mmh…!” Stirred up by his actions, Shen Yanzhou arched his neck, his slender neck straining with highly suggestive veins, nearly making a sound over the phone.

“Brother? What’s wrong? Is the reception bad?” Shen Xici shouted from the other end.

“No… it’s nothing…” Shen Yanzhou tried to suppress his panting, cold sweat sliding down from his temples drop by drop.

“Tell me what’s going on…” he urged with a shake in his voice.

“Brother, I’m at a bar right now.” Shen Xici lowered his voice. “The bodyguards just told me that Shen Xiuming is here too. But after he went into a private room, he suddenly vanished without a trace. I don’t know who he’s meeting or if he’ll do something to harm the family…”

“Mm, I see.”

“Xici, head back early. Once he’s found, uh… call me… again.” This simple sentence came out completely fragmented.

The moment he finished the last word, Shen Yanzhou’s fingers went slack, and the phone dropped onto the pillow with a soft thud, cutting off the call. He was immediately plunged into a new round of wild indulgence.

On the other side of the call, inside an upscale bar in Tsim Sha Tsui.

Shen Xici’s face grew darker and darker, deeper than the night sky itself. Standing at the bar, he ordered a glass of fiery whisky, listening to the sounds that continued to drift through the line.

Shen Yanzhou thought he had hung up the phone, but in reality, he hadn’t.

“Heh…” Shen Xici gave a cold chuckle, taking the strong whisky handed to him by the bartender, tilting his head back to finish it in one gulp.

The burning alcohol scorched its way down his throat all the way to his stomach, yet it couldn’t suppress the frantic agitation churning in his heart.

What was his brother doing?

What was his brother doing on a typhoon night?

He didn’t even need to think to know the answer.

He should have hung up the call immediately instead of continuing to torture himself. He wasn’t a natural born masochist. Yet even over the phone, his brother’s voice sounded so beautiful. Just hearing that voice made it impossible for him to hold back, let alone the fact that the wild, wolf-like man on the other end would never easily let his brother go.

Why could that man have his brother while he couldn’t?

He was clearly the one who had always been looking at his brother, the one who met him first, and even the one running around handles things for his brother on a typhoon night.

Shen Xici finally hung up the phone and staggered forward as the alcohol rushed to his head. He passed by a half-open private room door, and through the gap, highly suggestive sounds drifted out.

Under normal circumstances, he had no voyeuristic habit of watching others hook up, but tonight he stopped in his tracks, turning his head to peek inside through the narrow opening.

Under the bright yellow light, two naked figures were tangled together. The Omega inside was completely flushed, his eyes dazed as he gasped with an open mouth. Their saliva formed silver threads as they kissed, and he obsessively licked the Alpha over him, begging for more without a shred of dignity.

Shen Xici stared at that unfamiliar Omega, yet his vision gradually blurred as another face was wildly sketched out in his mind.

His brother’s face.

He imagined whether Shen Yanzhou’s cold phoenix eyes were also unfocused and dazed just like this Omega’s. Were those thin lips that always spoke harsh words also kissed until they were completely red and swollen? Even that bright red little mole on his ankle flashed repeatedly across his mind, fueling the wild fire in his heart to burn hotter and hotter.

He downed another gulp of alcohol, his Adam’s apple moving violently. His taboo fantasies grew wildly like weeds, wrapping tightly around his heart.

His brother panting over the phone, his brother trying so hard to feign composure while being held tightly by someone.

On that hidden bed, would his brother be just like this Omega, tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, shamelessly spreading his legs for that wild man?

Shen Xici stared deathly at the scene through the door gap. Whenever that Alpha lowered his head, the Omega would tilt his neck up to match him.

When his brother made love, would he also actively lick that wild man’s body like this?

Would he use that mouth, which usually only gave orders, to take that man in, sucking and drawing him in just to beg the man to give him a bit more pheromones?

Inside the private room, the Omega suddenly let out a high pitched cry, “Give it to me… please…”

What about his brother?

When his brother made love, would he also beg that man to continue like this?

When that always enduring and restrained brother was driven completely out of his mind by that wild man, would he also cry and beg for mercy, or cradle the man’s head, asking him in a raspy voice:

“Harder… or gentler?”

With bloodshot eyes, for a moment he couldn’t even tell whether he was looking at that unfamiliar Omega or looking through that body at Shen Yanzhou, who was far away in the Deep Water Bay luxury villa.

Right when he was completely lost in his thoughts and losing control

“I never expected the third young master of the Shen family to have this kind of hobby.” A low, gentle voice echoed faintly from behind him.

Shen Xici turned his head back, staring coldly at the man in front of him who wore Buddhist prayer beads on his wrist.

“What? Couldn’t find a suitable Omega to pass the time with tonight?”

“Then again, growing up looking at a beauty like Shen Yanzhou, your standards must be incredibly high. How could these cheap, ordinary types outside catch the third young master’s eye?”

Fu Sihan asked him with a smile. From the last time he saw Shen Xici, he could already tell that Shen Xici harbored dark, unspeakable thoughts toward his fiancé.

“What do you mean by that?” Shen Xici asked alertly.

“Some things grow moldy when they stay hidden in the gutter for too long.” Fu Sihan’s gaze crossed Shen Xici’s shoulder, sweeping over the tangled bodies in the door gap once more. “Just like those thoughts you have for your brother. Did you think that just because Shen Yanzhou doesn’t know, nobody else in all of Hong Kong would?”

Shen Xici sneered, “My business is none of your concern!”

Frankly speaking, he was incredibly furious with Fu Sihan. If it weren’t for this man in front of him, his brother wouldn’t have gone to that kind of hellhole to fetch a wild man of unknown origins.

“Why shouldn’t it be my concern? The person you are lusting after isn’t anyone else, but my fiancé.” Fu Sihan said calmly.

Heh, so what if he was your fiancé.

Did you know that your fiancé is behind your back right now, making love in bed with another man at this very moment?

Shen Xici burst into a cold laugh, and with the alcohol fueling him, his inner madness flared up. “Fu Sihan, you know he’s your fiancé, yet you’re still out here at this hour seeking pleasure?”

“Seeking pleasure?” Fu Sihan raised an eyebrow.

“Third young master, I have no interest in that. Do you know where the people who wanted to crawl into my bed or use me ended up?”

Shen Xici frowned and didn’t answer.

“Some of them are feeding the fish in the silt of Victoria Harbour, and others are wishing they were dead in the underground illegal clinics of the walled city.” Fu Sihan’s voice was very soft. “I’m a germaphobe. Whether it’s my body or my reputation, I find those filthy things disgusting.”

“Since you have no interest, you should head back early, Master Fu.” Shen Xici didn’t care to deal with him. Feeling annoyed, he turned to leave. “I don’t have time to waste with you.”

“If the third young master of the Shen family has time tonight, why don’t we chat for a bit?” Fu Sihan took a step to the side, blocking Shen Xici’s path perfectly.

“Chat about what? There seems to be nothing for us to discuss.” Shen Xici took half a step back warily. He had nothing to say to this man, especially when it came to his brother.

“How could there be nothing?” Fu Sihan kept his voice very low. “We won’t talk about Shen Yanzhou. How about we talk about your other brother?”

“Shen Xiuming?” Shen Xici asked back.

“Third young master, would you like to know where that useless brother of yours is right now?”

The heavy rain outside the window gradually stopped, yet the commotion inside the Deep Water Bay villa had not completely ceased.

The man roughly grabbed Shen Yanzhou’s limp left hand, his rough large palm forcing its way between those long, pale fingers. Interlocking their fingers tightly, he pulled Shen Yanzhou into his embrace.

He lowered his head, frantically kissing the back of Shen Yanzhou’s hand, moving from the prominent knuckles all the way to the flushed fingertips. Every single kiss carried burning hot breath, soothing the body of the person in his arms, which shook constantly from the excessive stimulation.

“Sanqianwan…” Shen Yanzhou’s voice was incredibly raspy, yet the man still showed no intention of stopping.

The man reached out and switched on the bedroom light.

The sudden burst of light made Shen Yanzhou shrink back. He had never liked keeping the lights on when doing this sort of thing, trying desperately to kick him with his legs, but it was useless. His strength wasn’t small, but compared to the man’s strength, it was completely negligible.

“Turn off the lights… what are you doing…” He tried to turn his head away in a panic.

“I don’t want to turn them off.” The man refused flatly.

He propped up his upper body, admiring the beautiful person in his arms.

His face was covered in a flush of passion, the corners of his eyes wet, and his eyelashes soaked with tears, a few strands clinging together. Shen Yanzhou looked beautiful when he was meticulous, but he looked even more beautiful when he was completely disheveled.

“The way you look right now…” The man extended his other hand, the pad of his finger gently brushing away the sweat-drenched strands from his forehead. “You’re too beautiful.”

He leaned down, a drop of scalding sweat sliding off his high nose bridge and hitting Shen Yanzhou’s exquisite collarbone dip with a soft splash.

The man drew close to his ear, his warm, damp breath pushing straight inside as he coaxed, “Master, tell me, where do you want me to leave it?”

His voice was raspy to the limit as he bit his ear, demanding wickedly, “Should I leave it outside, or…” He intentionally rubbed against him, “…give it all to you… leave it inside?”

How could Shen Yanzhou possibly voice such words?

Shen Yanzhou raised his free hand to cover his beautiful eyes. This ostrich-like attempt to hide was so incredibly endearing that it made one’s heart tremble.

The man let out a low laugh, showing no intention of letting him off easily. Reaching out, he pulled away the hand blocking Shen Yanzhou’s eyes, forcing him to look straight into his desire filled eyes.

“Hurry up and say it.” The man rubbed against him restlessly. “If you don’t say it, I’ll…”

Shen Yanzhou turned his head to the side, his gaze shifting away too. His body felt both aching and intensely satisfied, and if he pulled away… plus, hadn’t his original reason for sleeping with him been to get pregnant and have a child anyway?

He bit his lip and mumbled, his voice as quiet as a buzzing mosquito:

“In… inside.”

Hearing this, the man leaned down once more, the corner of his mouth curving into an incredibly wicked smile.

“Hmm? Your voice is too quiet, I didn’t hear you.”

“Could you… say it one more time?”