Vol. 2 Chapter 3.4 - Cant escape

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Vol. 2 Chapter 3.4 - Can't escape

Klopp grumbled inwardly, but strangely, he couldn’t approach Aelock. The Count, who was smiling so brightly, felt unfamiliar. And, at the same, Klopp felt that he shouldn’t get close to him. As someone who only knew that symphony meant simultaneous playing of instruments, he would undoubtedly be on their way. He hesitated for a moment and decided to wait outside the music hall. However, the clarinet player who had noticed him earlier unnecessarily butted in.

“Who are you?”

The omega’s voice was loud enough for Aelock, who had been chatting over there, to turn around. Since the attention of the music hall suddenly shifted in this direction, Klopp had no choice but to turn around and give his greeting with his eyes.

The laughter disappeared from the Count’s face, which had just been laughing moments ago, and a polite yet fake smile appeared. It didn’t feel good to be treated like an unwelcome guest when he didn’t particularly want to disturb them. On top of that, he was already irritated by the expense issue, so his expression became even more rigid. The middle-aged alpha who was also looking at this side took a step back, startled.

With a faint smile, Aelock excused himself to the other person and walked over this way. Perhaps he was a little annoyed by the interruption, as his smile seemed deeper than usual.

The gazes of the people inside the quiet music hall moved lightly, like clouds, following the blond alpha. When Klopp noticed that many people were looking in this direction, his skin felt tingling for no reason. However, Aelock, who stood at the center of the hall, seemed completely unfazed.

Since they couldn’t argue here, Klopp left the music hall without saying a word, and Aelock followed behind him. As soon as they reached a small terrace not far from the music hall, the Count’s stern voice came from behind.

“Did you see what I sent you?”

“I am here because I saw that.”

A snarky response came out of his mouth, a little too much even to himself. When Klopp turned around, the blue eyes, which had gotten deeper, stared at him. It was a gaze that always felt piercing, but today it was particularly more intense. His summer-sky eyes shimmered as if they were soaked in water. With the breeze, Klopp could smell a stronger perfume than usual.

His already unpleasant mood plummeted in an instant. It wouldn’t be strange for Aelock to have a lover, but that fact kept bothering Klopp. The image of the omega woman in the green dress from the previous time came to his mind, and his grip tightened for no reason. Trying to hide it, he clenched his hand behind his back and glared down at Aelock.

“Do you remember what it says at the end of the contract?”

“Any breach of the above will result in immediate termination of the contract.”

It wasn’t a genuine question about whether he remembered or not; he was just testing his luck. but the immediate answer left him speechless for a moment, but he quickly recovered.

“I’m surprised you remember that.”

“Most people would memorize such a short document like that after reading it once. I hope you don’t treat people as fools just because you were a top graduate at the capital university.”

A short document, he said. It was an absurd statement to claim that he had memorized the seven densely packed pages of the contract, printed in standard font on standard paper, after reading it just once.

“What’s the first sentence of page two?”

Having grown up in the quiet and secluded forested area of the rugged northern mountains, he often took long walks on any path when city life sometimes became too suffocating. The narrow back alley he entered now was just the right distance for walking. The problem was that occasionally some people would unnecessarily instigate fights, but on a day like today, he actually wished someone would start a dispute.

Holding the sturdy cane that he often used when walking home, he soon vanished into the darkness of the descending alley.

By the time he reached his home, he was physically fatigued, but at least some of his mental exhaustion had been alleviated. The moment he opened the door, he was greeted by his recently hired maid, Martha, who looked a little surprised.

“You’re back early.”

She received the coat, hat, and cane that Klopp handed over.

“Did you encounter another rabid dog? Why is there blood on the cane?”

“Yeah, you’re right.”

“We should report it to the town hall.”

“I’ve already reported it. I’ll go to bed early today, so Martha, you can get some rest. I don’t need dinner either.”

Klopp said that to the worrying middle-aged Omega woman and went up to the second floor. At the top of the stairs, he pulled off his tie and removed his vest. Once in his room, he undid a few buttons on the neck of his shirt, kicked off his shoes, and then collapsed onto his bed.

He had a rough idea of why he wasn’t feeling well. Firstly, he was physically dissatisfied, and secondly, he felt guilty for not being able to give his lover his mental loyalty. He couldn’t fathom why on earth that Alpha guy was causing him so much distress. When they hadn’t been meeting, and he had forgotten about him, everything was peaceful. But as soon as he intervened again, everything went into chaos.

It’s all unfulfilled desires. That perfume, it must be because the scent was similar to what playboys wear. His looks were similar to Rayfiel, yet he looked more mature than him, so I must be confusing them. It’s all because their marriage is a bit late. Yeah. So let’s stop overthinking it and just propose to Rayfiel.

Klopp suddenly got up from the bed and rummaged through the jacket pocket that he threw to the other side, taking out a ring box. Lying back on the bed, he looked at the platinum and sapphire ring, eventually falling asleep without even undressing properly.

***

In his dream, he held a very fragile Omega with blonde hair and blue eyes. He had a slightly swollen belly, as if pregnant. Every time the angry Alpha’s penis thrust against his inner walls, the Omega cried out in a thin, high-pitched voice, further encouraging the act. When he reached climax, thrusting fiercely from behind, he poured his seed into the already impregnated body, and that omega collapsed, gasping for breath. For some reason, his own very angry self grabbed those skinny arms roughly, as if they would break with the slightest effort, and forced him to lie down properly. He probably thought the child was being crushed.

As if watching that scene in third person, Klopp was curious about Omega’s face, so he shifted his gaze in that direction. The Omega, with his body turned over, was severely bruised, making it difficult to recognize his face. The bruises covering his body, visible through the open clothes, were evidence of violence, not evidence of a passionate love.

Between the tousled blonde hair, a pair of striking blue eyes looked at his direction.

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