“He’s not married.”
My eyes lit up.
“Lucien, are you sure?”
“100%.
I got my dad’s men to do it.”
Breathing in relief, I sat back in bed and crossed my legs.
“He’s not married.
Meaning he’s a free catch.” My thoughts ran wild.
Knowing he wasn’t married, that was a weight off my chest.
Men could be chased, but homewreckers couldn’t be allowed.
Fortunately, the interesting alpha wasn’t married and could still be gotten.
My lips curled.
“Thanks, Lucien.
When you break up with the current omega, let me know.”
“Really?
Will you help me catch top-grade ones?”
I patted my chest.
“I promise.”
“Alright.
Alright.
I can’t wait.”
“Let’s see tonight, pal.”
I instinctively looked toward the window, realizing it was evening again.
My mood became even better.
But Sébastien.
How could I ever meet him?
Despite being rich and famous, someone like him wasn’t the kind I could easily meet.
Especially when he refused to walk with men his age…
An alpha who could build himself that high.
He must have a place to release stress, right?
If only I could find that way.
Better, if only I could be that thing for…
once.
I laughed.
Damn it.
No alpha had ever escaped my hold.
Sébastien might be a little difficult, but that was all there was to it.
He wouldn’t escape.
I wouldn’t let him.
I picked up my phone and sent a text message to Lucien.
“Find me the list of the places he goes.”
In the next few days, I might become a stalker instead.
The thought was both shameful and thrilling.
CREAK
My door suddenly opened.
I flinched and dropped my phone.
“You…”
“What’s with me?”
Dad.
Him again.
My lips twitched.
“What do you want?”
“Huh?
You don’t want to see your father?”
I almost rolled my eyes.
“You’re not good-looking, Dad.” Why would I like to see him then?
He wasn’t even pleasing to the eyes.
My father’s face turned livid.
My expression brightened.
One win.
I grinned hard.
He clenched his fist and strode closer.
I quickly crawled over to the top of my bed, avoiding any stray beating.
He glared at me.
Then, his expression slowly softened.
“It’s okay, son.
Dad knows he’s at fault.
He made you so ugly.”
My lips twitched.
Bad premonition…
“Is that why you’ve never been able to hold on to any alpha all these years?”
My lips trembled.
Once.
Twice.
Continously, until it felt like my heart would give out from anger.
“Good.
You’re my father.”
“What do you want?” Loss.
I shouldn’t have started it.
My father grinned triumphantly.
“Come with me to the banquet tonight.”
“Why?”
“I told you a while ago.”
Wait, I think he really did?
Damn it.
I should have run away faster.
Sébastien.
If not for him, I wouldn’t have forgotten such an important thing as escaping.
But…
“I have a plan tonight,” I said arrogantly, picking up my phone while preparing to bolt out of the room.
My father’s lips curled—a habit I was used to.
I involuntarily shivered.
“To fuck around with alphas?”
I paused.
That sounded rude, right?
“No.
To care for handsome alphas.”
He scoffed.
“Come with me to the banquet.” He sighed.
His expression was pained.
“I’ll buy you the car you asked for tomorrow morning.”
My eyes brightened.
The phone no longer felt as important.
Even the nightlife lost its color.
My cheeks pulled together, forming the most innocent smile I could pull.
That car?
I wouldn’t miss it for anything.
“Okay!”
With the car, it would be easier to tease more alphas.
Perhaps this time, I could lower the deal periods to three months per alpha…
Great.
The feeling was magical.
Looking at my dad again, he suddenly looked like the most handsome and steady alpha in the world.
My smile deepened.
My father shuddered.
He opened the door and took a step out.
“Ten minutes.
I’ll wait downstairs.” His voice echoed as he hurriedly closed the door behind him.
Dressing up?
Oh.
Suits.
For banquets, I had to wear suits.
I picked out a rather expensive suit from the closet and put it on.
Fixing the tie, my eyes settled on my reflection in the mirror.
I clicked my tongue.
Big watery eyes.
Sweet blue eyes.
Extremely beautiful omega face.
Lean body.
Hot.
Sexy.
I fixed my cufflinks.
My long, slender fingers flexed consciously.
The pride in my chest was indescribable.
This beauty.
How could one alpha ever be enough?
No wonder those alphas lost their minds the moment they set their eyes on me.
Oh, world-class beauty.
So Elian.
Nothing really, Sterling.
“I thought you weren’t coming down.”
My father scolded as I got into the car.
I swept back my slightly long hair.
Body filled with arrogance, I glanced at him with a side eye.
“I needed more time to appreciate myself.”
My father’s face twitched several times.
I looked away.
Oh.
It felt so good.
Even my father couldn’t disagree.
Pride.
Yes, he must be so proud of having such a son.
“I won’t be coming to the bar tonight.” I sent a message to Lucien and the rest.
“Really?”
“This is good news.”
“All the top-quality alphas are mine!”
“Elian, take care!”
Staring at the row of messages from the fake friends who wouldn’t even cry for their brother, my anger slowly grew.
“Wait for me tomorrow.
I love you all.”
The group suddenly went quiet.
Satisfied, I kept my phone and resumed my good son persona.
Anything for a new car.
“Dad will introduce you to my new partners later, okay?”
“You must create a good first impression of them.”
“Alright.”
“Elian, I’m being serious.
It’s time you start treating the company as a second home.”
“I’m only 21.”
“I know.
I was 21 when I bagged my first contract.”
“Yeah.
You were 21 when you impregnated an omega, too.”
“Elian!”
Oops, I forgot we were in the same car.
My father’s sulking face made me feel slightly guilty.
I pressed my lips together and kept quiet.
“We are here.”
The driver informed us.
My father rolled his eyes at him, snorted, and left the car.
I watched as he approached the entrance without waiting for me.
My lips twitched.
Wouldn’t he even treat me like a prince anymore?
Fortunately, I loved running.
“Mr Sterling, you’re here.”
“Oh, Mr Ethan, is that your daughter?”
“Yes, Mr Sterling.
I heard you also have an omega son.
My daughter is an alpha.”
My father’s eyes brightened.
“You’re joking, Dad.
Elian doesn’t like ones like me.” The daughter replied sarcastically.
“He prefers them taller and handsome.
Also, ones who wouldn’t last more than a few months.”
My brows twitched.
As expected, the elders’ expression changed, and even the kind eyes became filled with criticism.
My father coughed awkwardly.
“My son likes to play a lot.
But he’s a good son.”
My lips pursed.
The elders also laughed.
Pretentious.
It couldn’t be more obvious.
I glanced at the female alpha, and my smile loosened.
“Miss, you know me quite well.”
Her eyes turned cold.
“I do.”
“Oh.
I don’t have an impression.” Rubbing my temple, I offered an apologetic smile.
“I don’t remember mediocre ones.
Sorry.”
I picked up a cup of wine from the waitress and walked away.
I could hear her low curse behind me.
It didn’t matter.
I just needed to get one in.
The banquet was always as boring as ever.
I found a seat in a corner and sat down, slowly sipping my wine while my eyes darted around the room in search of a young alpha.
After tainting my eyes with those old ones, I needed a wash.
However, the room only had the feeble ones.
Those working second heirs with no fun in life.
Boring.
I clicked my tongue and drank more.
In an hour, I would sneak out of here and give my friends a shock of their lives.
A smirk formed on my face.
“Mr.
Sébastien.
Please, come with me.”
My fingers trembled.
The wine splashed, falling on my pants.
But that didn’t matter.
He was there.
At the other end of the hall, his exceptional figure stood with an aura that commanded the room.
Broad-shouldered.
Narrow waist.
Heat grew from my belly.
I swallowed hard and forced my legs up.
He smiled.
Polite.
Reserved.
Distant.
My heart felt a jolt.
Throwing all caution to the wind, I grabbed another drink from a waiter and approached him.
“Mr.
Sébastien.”
Then, he turned.
Those same cold grey eyes.
The tiny scar.
He raised a brow.
“Elian?”
Oh, he remembered.
One step down.
“Right.
I’m Elian Sterling.
It’s nice meeting you again.” I handed over the cup of wine with me.
Sébastien glanced at it.
His expression shifted slightly.
I quickly picked up.
“You don’t drink?”
Sébastien nodded quietly.
I chuckled.
“Then, I’ll do you the favor.
I’m quite good at drinking.”
“Thank you then.”
“No.” I stepped closer.
“How about Mr Sébastien has a meal with me tomorrow as an appreciation?”
Meal…
everything starts with a meal.