TATMFL - 55

BOOM!

Another powerful vibration shook the building, rattling her eardrums.

Tsk. The hand gripping her hair loosened and fell away.

“He didn’t show up when we called him, but now that things were getting interesting, here he comes.”

The man hastily adjusted his half-undone lower garments, casting a regretful glance at Ra-on, who appeared unconscious, before stepping outside.

And then—

“Hah, what a lunatic.”

He discovered one of their vehicles engulfed in smoke, its mangled frame pinning several of his subordinates beneath it. Annoyed, he let out a derisive laugh.

CRASH! The crumpled car door fell off as it opened, revealing the face he had been waiting for. Instantly, the man’s frown dissolved into a broad grin.

“Seeing that expensive face of yours like this is quite a treat, huh?”

This was the same person who had never picked up a call, never spared a glance even when they crossed paths. Despite his desperate pleas—warning that failing to secure this contract would mean facing his father’s wrath—the man had merely shrugged indifferently.

[Si-yoon. If I gave you a chance, did you really think you could win?]

That sneering face lingered stubbornly in his mind. Remembering how they had lost the final evaluation to Daehan Construction—and how he had been beaten nearly to death by his father—still made his temples throb.

Jin Si-yoon, CEO of Sejin Construction, rubbed the deep scar above his eyebrow habitually as he observed Do-kyung.

Do-kyung still hadn’t glanced in his direction, but his face was rigid with cold fury. Moreover, the faint traces of pheromones leaking from him indicated that his usual composure had cracked. This pleased Si-yoon immensely, prompting a low, malicious chuckle.

Uninterested in whatever his opponent was doing, Do-kyung quickly scanned the surroundings. His lips tightened abruptly.

Omega pheromones were wafting through the air—pheromones strikingly similar to the scent that tormented him every night.

Could it be?

Do-kyung’s sharp gaze locked onto Si-yoon.

With a deep smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, Do-kyung spoke in a tone dripping with disdain.

“I never expected the esteemed CEO of Sejin to still be indulging in gangster antics. Pretending to be refined, yet unable to shed your true nature, huh? No wonder Sejin is dismissed as a cheap imitation of Han Young.”

The pheromones grew stronger. Though there were multiple doors in the building, there was no need to search for the source—the pheromones surged unmistakably, as if pointing directly to their location.

Do-kyung’s pupils dilated sharply. For the first time, he realized his heart could pound so heavily and erratically.

Anxiety, anger, and an unfamiliar fear—a sensation he had never imagined experiencing—pressed down on him, making the back of his neck prickle with unease.

Just as his vision began to redden, Jin Si-yoon grinned smugly and said,

“You’re in no position to act so calm right now.”

“...”

“What do you think I’ve been doing while waiting for you, huh?”

Si-yoon flaunted his undone pants mockingly, laughing crudely.

“She was fucking delicious. Now I understand why you’re so obsessed, even though you’re just a beta.”

Leering, he added with a snort,

“Her pheromones are incredible too. Look at what my pheromones did to her—”

“Boss!”

In an instant, Si-yoon was grabbed by the throat and slammed mercilessly to the ground.

Do-kyung glared down at him, his predatory pheromones flooding out with brutal intensity, targeting Si-yoon alone.

“Guhhk, gghh, guhh…!”

The alpha, unaccustomed to Do-kyung’s overwhelming pheromones, frothed at the mouth under the assault.

“Why keep picking fights you can’t win? Pathetic.”

With enough force to snap his neck, Do-kyung tilted his head slightly, tightening his grip.

Had it not been for the intoxicating presence of Ra-on’s pheromones filling his lungs, Si-yoon would have been dead the moment Do-kyung’s hand closed around his throat.

“Guhhk, ack, guhhh…”

Only when Si-yoon’s breath faltered did Do-kyung release him, tossing him aside like trash. Rising to his feet, he noticed his subordinates retreating instinctively, their faces pale with shock.

They could only watch helplessly as their leader’s complexion turned ashen.

The alphas who followed Si-yoon had already rolled their eyes back from the extreme pheromones, while the betas stood paralyzed, overwhelmed by primal terror.

Do-kyung placed his foot between Si-yoon’s legs and began applying pressure with the tip of his shoe.

“Aaaargh!”

A bloodcurdling scream reverberated through the building. Blood vessels bulged grotesquely over Si-yoon’s wide-eyed stare, and foam bubbled from his mouth as he gasped desperately for air. Yet Do-kyung’s expression remained eerily impassive.

At that moment, pop! Something beneath his foot gave way, and Si-yoon collapsed unconscious, his eyes still open.

Simultaneously, a familiar voice called out from outside—”Young Master!”—but Do-kyung was already sprinting somewhere faster.

The pheromones tugging at his nerves grew even denser.

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A loud noise echoed, and the hands that had been holding me disappeared. Shortly after, the outside grew chaotic again, but Ra-on had no time to pay attention to it.

“Hng… P-please… Hng!”

It felt as if my insides were melting away in the flames. My throat was parched, and the thirst made it hard to breathe.

It was agonizing.

It felt as if someone was gently scraping my lower abdomen with a hook. The dizzying sensation of floating, like when riding an amusement park ride, sent shivers deep within me.

In a reflexive attempt to dull the sensation, I tightly clenched my legs. However, instead of the itchiness subsiding, the thick flesh around the quivering hole rubbed against itself, only intensifying the stimulation.

“Ah, hng, hng, uhn…”

My bound hands felt utterly helpless. I had never masturbated before, but I knew there was only one way to relieve this itch.

But even that was out of my control. No matter how much I struggled to free my hands, all I did was chafe my skin. My fists, clenched so tightly that my knuckles turned white, trembled uncontrollably.

My short nails dug into my flesh, but I couldn’t even feel the pain. Instead, it only added to the stimulation, sending a shiver down the back of my neck.

“Hng, uhn…”

Ra-on sobbed as she scratched her palm.

It hurts. It’s unbearable. I feel like I’m going to die.

Curling up as much as possible, Ra-on exhaled rough breaths and trembled violently. Her body, heated with arousal, made it impossible to think clearly.

Someone, someone please… help me.

“Hng…”

Tears fell endlessly.

Save me, please, someone… help me.

Gasping for breath, Ra-on desperately searched for someone, anyone.

Then, it happened. The sound of footsteps, followed by a deep voice calling her name.

“Ra-on.”

A hand lifted her slumped body, and Ra-on twitched.

“That bastard can’t help you.”

The voice pouring into her ear was sweet. No, it was as if a cool, refreshing scent was spreading around her, carrying a hint of sweetness.

It felt like a sudden downpour of rain on parched soil—a dizzying sensation.

Ra-on greedily inhaled, taking in the scent.

The more the coolness filled her, the more the heat that had bound her entire body began to fade. The blocked passage of breath finally opened, and it seemed to function properly. At that moment, Ra-on reflexively shut her eyes tighter against the blinding light that covered her vision. The blindfold that had been covering her eyes was gone.

A soft laugh came from above, and her tightly shut eyelids trembled as they slowly opened.

Her eyes, accustomed to the darkness, still had blurry vision, but the figure of Do-kyung, with a black cloth in his mouth, was strangely vivid.

He was looking at her, his sharp, glowing eyes glinting as he smiled.

“…Han Do-kyung.”

At the fragile call, the smile on Do-kyung’s lips deepened.

Spit. Do-kyung spat out the cloth he had been holding in his mouth and pressed his lips to her forehead, damp with cold sweat.

“Yes, Ra-on.”

Blinking dazedly, a tear that had been clinging to her eyelashes fell, rolling down her temple.

The lips on her forehead followed the trail of the tear. Finally, as his lips pressed against the hollow of her temple, he took a slow breath.

With each breath, Ra-on’s pheromones flowed into him, and his eyelids turned a faint red.

“Ha.”

Letting out a small sigh that sounded almost like admiration, Do-kyung couldn’t resist kissing and sucking on various parts of Ra-on’s body.

Each time, the overly sensitive body in his arms twitched and jumped.

“Hng, hng, uhn…”

Even the heated moans brushing against his cheek made Do-kyung swallow hard. He finally understood what it meant to be intoxicated by pheromones. It was hard to believe that this was the same person who had always recoiled at the scent of omega pheromones. Now, Do-kyung was reveling in Ra-on’s pheromones with a blissful expression.

Her scent was so intoxicating that he felt like he could suffocate in it and be content.

“…Han, Do-kyung… Hng.”

As his face drew closer, their noses brushed.

The voice calling out to him, desperate and gasping, made his lips curl into a soft, seductive smile. The sight of her fist clutching his collar, as if it were a lifeline, was so endearing that he felt a hunger to devour her whole.

“That’s right. From now on, you only need to look for me. Not Ji Hye-sung.”

With a voice dripping with dark intent, Do-kyung whispered into her ear and took a deep breath.