Chapter 8: Chapter 8 - Deadly Luxurious Watch
"Let me believe that you can't really walk," Clyde said in a cold voice as he tightened his grip around the blond's smooth ankle.
Ryley couldn't help but tremble in fear, making his head buzz. Fueled with the anger that engulfed his heart, he kept thrashing to free himself, but to no avail. "Let go of me! Let me—Arghh!"
The blond accidentally sprained his own ankle when he struggled against the Alpha. The pain was so great that it made him jolt in shock, but his hand immediately slapped his own mouth, muffling his own cries so as not to make the bigger man look down on him more.
Fresh blood dripped as he sunk his teeth to his soft lips, biting it hard and made it bled. Faint sobs came from behind his palm, following the grunts that still escaped, along with the tears that wet the white sheet beneath him.
Ryley thought his cry would make the Alpha stop but he was wrong.
Clyde paused only for a few seconds, then moved his large palm tracing the long leg he caught, and in just one pull he stripped the blond's lower half naked.
"Hyah— no! Stop! Please don't!" Ryley returned to shock when he felt cold air brushing against his porcelain skin. His hand quickly pulled down the oversized pajama that slumped off his shoulder, trying to cover his sensitive part that got exposed.
But the Alpha ignored his plea once again and lifted the slender hips in front of him up to his strong thighs. Thick fog slowly crept inside and clouded his mind when he saw the helpless face beneath him beg for mercy.
Clyde had lost his reason for the anger that burned his heart. It wasn't the blond's taunt that's humiliating to him, but the way Ryley took advantage of his mercy to lie and fool him into obeying his words.
They weren't equal.
For him, no Alpha should bow down to any other kinds lower than them.
Especially an Omega.
"You brought this to yourself," his cold voice pierced the blond's ears as he got ready to wreck him for the second time.
But then a dry laugh caught him unaware, making him stunned.
"Why... Why didn't I realize it sooner…" Ryley muttered amidst his sobs with his choked voice. "Damn... I feel so stupid..."
The blond's long fingers trembled as it moved to wipe the tears off his cheeks, then glared at Clyde with his now bloodshot eyes. "Turns out you're just a coward!" His hand yanked the Alpha's collar and pulled it by force.
Clyde stayed still, his blue eyes glowed from blocking the light above. His handsome face darkened, looking like an eclipse.
"You blamed me even though you know that I'm innocent and this all happened because of that old bastard!" Ryley snapped, almost breathless. "What have you done to me while I was still unconscious, huh? Were you looking for the evidence I mentioned before?" His tone filled with contempt, as if challenging the man twice his size.
The Alpha's piercing gaze scanned the handsome face colored in red from the blood rushing to warm the porcelain cheeks and the tears wetting his white skin. Clyde's pair of blue eyes still stared dangerously as he slowly withdrew and pulled out Ryley's million dollars watch again.
"This," he pointed to the lines of diamonds circling the case. "Did you think I won't notice this little guy you put in here?"
A faint gleam came from the part that Clyde pointed at. He found the micro-sized hidden camera installed among the diamonds.
Ryley frowned, he wasn't surprised in the slightest and even guessed that this man had at least disassembled his watch. But it annoyed him the most that he was getting exposed this way. And now, the only weapon he could use to sue his sister in case she really had something to do with the drugging incident was in the worst hand.
At that time, the blond purposefully left his watch on the table before he went to the toilet. Rachel most likely didn't realize that everything she did during their dinner yesterday was recorded and that the video was automatically uploaded to the model's cloud storage.
Still, the fact that the luxurious watch was still unscathed while it should've been scattered all over was pretty impressive.
"Are you wondering why both of my hands are still intact now?" Clyde gave a cold grin as he played with the watch. "How noble of you to carry this spy camera and tiny bomb around."
Right, other than the spy camera planted among the diamonds decorating the case, Ryley also made sure that no hands other than his would survive from stealing his watch.
The handsome model then tilted his chin and said, "I'm only taking precautions. What's wrong with that?"
"Nothing wrong with that, but you came to my building with this hidden camera. Of course I need to take my precautions too." The Alpha replied as he scooted to the edge of the bed.
He stared into the distant woods outside the magnificent glass that separated him from the quiet world for a while. Then he looked over his shoulder and met the blond's still fierce gaze.
"I'll give you one more chance," he said then walked towards his desk near the window. The evening light descended on his great body, making him shine like a magnificent eclipse as he took out a smartphone that Ryley recognized.
"Don't let me down or you'll suffer the consequence," he said as he brought the phone and handed it to the handsome model.
Ryley tried to quickly snatch his phone but he couldn't. "What do you want? Give it back to me!"
"If you lie to me again, I'll make sure you spend the rest of your life on a wheelchair," Clyde threatened, his tone cold, as if he didn't play with his words and would really do it. Then he let Ryley took his smartphone back from his large palm. "Let's see the evidence you talked about before."
Ryley just glared and didn't reply. He quickly opened his cloud storage and entered layers of passwords required to grant the access until he found one specific folder named with yesterday's date. His honey irises glanced at the man looking at him like a watchdog, his brain spinning to think of a way out.
Meanwhile, Clyde was completely distracted by the pair of long legs he'd just stripped naked not so long ago. The faint memory from when he went berserk in between those smooth skin as he jabbed deep inside the blond's tightness unconsciously made him gulp down his saliva.
Lines of frown started to appear on his forehead as he knitted his brows in annoyance, thinking that falling for someone like Ryley, who rose to fame from the worst industry ever, was an insult to his pride as a dignified Alpha.
He grew more and more annoyed when he thought that he probably wasn't the first person to take the handsome model to bed.
And yet….
"The hell are you taking so long for?" The Alpha's grim voice echoed as his hand moved like a lightning to take the phone back from Ryley, but the blond refused to let go.
Clyde didn't say anything else, his patience was running thin. Staying close to Ryley felt like a torture, his body simply didn't want to listen to him. The man obviously won the struggle but Ryley caught his muscular arm and still tried to get his phone back.
"No! Give it back to me— Aaah!"
A loud thud sounded after the two lost balance. Ryley grimaced in pain as he accidentally moved his sprained ankle. His head looked back for his leg, seemingly horrified by the sight of his skin that had gone swollen.
The blond was about to snap when he suddenly realized that he didn't land on the cold floor. A broad chest that felt firm supported his body along with the burly arm circling his waist.
Ryley's red lips closed and opened fast, but not a word escaped. His gaze was locked at the sight of the Alpha's handsome face beneath him that seemed no less stunned. They could feel their own warm breath blowing against each other on the surface of their contrasting skin. Blood rushed to Ryley's cheeks quick, but it seemed like the ones flowing under those muscular tan skin ran towards the opposite direction and filled the wrong part of the Alpha's body.
His pair of brown eyes widened at the feeling of something hard poking him from under. And the fact that his body was also responding to it worried him more than anything.
Ryley didn't have much options, things would no longer be the same after this bastard of an Alpha marked him.
"What if we make a deal, Mr. Clyde?"
Chapter 9: Chapter 9 - The Rebel in His Heart
The blond struggled to make his voice neutral, suppressing the rush of adrenalines that started to make his heart and body waver.
Ryley couldn't let this man breach the walls he'd painstakingly built to protect himself. Not to mention that the Alpha turned out to be someone of a higher position than the old geezer who tried to assault him. Ryley simply couldn't risk his life dealing with such a person unprepared.
The blond shut his eyes tight at the thought of his career getting destroyed and the heaven he worked so hard for crumble just because of one stupid bottle of wine his sister forced him to empty.
If it were just a normal businessman, leaking a scandalous footage would be enough to end the lecher's career. But his instinct told him that he shouldn't mess with this one big jerk if he didn't have the resource and power to do so.
"You know you can't hold me here forever. I was reported as missing after dinner with my sister, and apparently, you run the hotel I went to last night." His eyes glanced at his phone that the Alpha still gripped tightly in his hand.
"Looks like you're not just pretty outside, huh? You've got a brain too." The Alpha replied, his gaze grew increasingly dangerous. "What's your terms, Ryley Schwartz?"
"If you don't release me soon, they're going to spread rumors about your hotel and it certainly won't look good for you," Ryley said. "Let me go back to New York first. I promise I won't say anything about you."
Clyde didn't reject this reason, in fact he completely agreed with him. It's true that Claire promised to take care of the news, but the man was sure his rivals would do anything to keep the noise around since the missing person was Ryley Schwartz, the famous model as well as an ambassador of Hyacinthia, the luxurious fashion brand that his sister owned.
"And what if I won't let you go? Will you escape from here and say to the press that you, a 'Beta', was drugged and forced to have sex with a random guy?" Clyde said, his breathing sounded heavy. It turned out he was struggling to control his lower half that seemed to have developed its own consciousness.
But what he said was exactly the part where Ryley hated it the most. Like it or not, announcing this incident to public would only make people dig into him more and prove that he's anything but a Beta.
"What kind of a random guy runs a 5-stars hotel in the middle of New York? Stop playing with me! I just need to confirm if my sister really did something," Ryley snorted, pounding his fist on the Alpha's broad chest.
However, the man below seemed to have an unfocused gaze, and it stunned him when he found the pair of ocean blue sky carved inside that handsome face were looking dreamy. Ryley didn't know how it happened, but he felt that looking into the Alpha's eyes made the flame of hatred in his eyes slowly die out.
His heartbeat began to race, the thumping sensation spread to his palm which rested on the Alpha's lower left chest slowly spurred something inside him.
Ryley knew this was anything but safe, but the Alpha held his waist tighter. As if saying he wouldn't be able to escape anywhere.
Clyde let out a small chuckle. "I will let you do anything you want. I don't have anything to ask in return other than..." he put the phone aside and his firm palm went back to trace the blond's smooth thighs. "You obeying my words,"
"Anything I want?" Ryley whispered beside the Alpha's ear, his tone seductive. The same masculine aroma that tortured him earlier slowly crept into his sense of smell, but this time it entered him like an aphrodisiac, gently awakening his long buried 'secret'.
Clyde moved his hand, caressing the mark he left on the blond's nape. "Yes, anything you want. As long as you obey me, that will be enough," he said in his deep voice.
The Alpha couldn't let the beautiful creature sitting on his abs to roam freely before he made sure he wouldn't do anything that would put him in danger. Clyde then thought back to what Claire said about staying away from home and his father in particular.
First, he'd messed up his plan to seize the throne, and now, he made a Beta as the first person to receive the honor of being marked by him. The former probably would be pardoned, but the latter was such a grave mistake that his family could never tolerate.
Still, why did he feel like he would get away with this mistake? Where did this sudden courage that burned the flame of rebellion within his heart come from?
Could it be...
"But what if I refuse to obey you, Mr. Clyde?"
Oh, so he was the reason.
Never had he met someone of lower caste and status who dared to bare his teeth to him and openly rejected his order.
A wide grin adorned the Alpha's lips moments before he pushed the back of the blond's head and crushed Ryley's red lips with a deep kiss. His hands slipped in between his loose pajama that covered the handsome model's fascinating curve, then joined behind the slender back that he caught in his embrace.
The kiss lasted for a few seconds, then released when Ryley pushed his chest away and gasped for breath.
"Hhah... What... What are you— mmpph!"
But the Alpha wouldn't stop.
He wanted more from the rebel that caused his heart to burn with passion.
Ryley couldn't do anything to tame the man he unknowingly turned into a beast. His muscle weakened as he continued to feel goosebumps all over from Clyde's intoxicating touch and kiss.
His nape felt like burning, and the Alpha's warm breath was like a wind that spread the fire throughout his entire body.
Clyde woke up and sat Ryley on his laps still with his arms around his waist, forgetting the phone. Then he gripped the blond's slender arms and locked them as he inhaled the sweet smell that wafted off the model's smooth white skin.
Soft moans escaped from Ryley's lips, welcomed by the faint grunts that the Alpha let out. "Open your mouth," he commanded, but without waiting for a nod nor a yes, his two thick fingers slid inside and played with the blond's tongue, making him gag a little.
Impatient, the Alpha took out his fingers and lifted Ryley's hips higher.
"H... Hyah! No, not there!" Ryley tried to cover his lower half that started to react, but Clyde's overwhelming strength easily removed his hands and replaced it with his wet fingers.
"Relax," the Alpha whispered in deep voice, slowly shoving his fingers through the blond's warm and tightness.
Ryley bit the back of his hand trying to stifle his cries, but then a larger palm separate it from his teeth and another lips suddenly locked his in a kiss.
His tongue caught, his hands that initially shielded himself from the bigger body above him no longer pushed the man away as his slenders fingers gripped Clyde's shirt. He flinched when the man stopped scissoring after hitting the softest, most sensitive part inside him. Slowly but surely, the Alpha's thick fingers were pulled out, leaving a hollow sensation.
Ryley hated to admit how his body didn't listen to him and demanded it be filled soon. "No... Not here..." he said, amidst the breathless panting that made his chest rise and lower fast.
The words unconsciously forced its way out of his lips, but Ryley knew he couldn't take it back.
"Hang on," the man said, putting both of the blond's hands on his neck and lifted him off the floor.
As soon as he landed the slender body he carried on the bed, Clyde didn't waste any more time.
The blond shook his head moments before he arched his back in a jolt as the Alpha's hardening plunged through his wet entrance, buried deep to the base.
Clyde's masculine scent spread to every corner, heating the only luxurious room in the middle of Rock Springs' jungle. His knitted brows slowly relaxed as a cold sensation brushed his skin, stunned at the sight of a pair of slender arms stretched out to him from below.
His blue irises widened as a hoarse voice desperately called out his name. "Cly.... Clyde...."
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