6 The Insolent Brat and the Psychotic Moron
Kian entered his apartment and packed some of his items in a backpack. Will and Allis were working so he decided to drop by the bakery to meet up with the two. He needed to explain to them his situation and more importantly to see how the bakery was doing.
As Kian stepped inside the shop he noticed a tall, dark middle-aged man, standing facing the counter. Kian could easily recognize him from the back. He ran up to him and hugged him from behind.
The man was surprised and immediately turned around to see Kian smiling at him. He had a backpack hanging on one shoulder and on the other arm there was a cast.
"There's my little injured businessman!!", he hugged him back. "Come on Uncle Lee, I can't possibly be described as little". Allis and Will were standing behind the counter, looking at the two, smiling.
"I thought I'd see how your little start-up was going but then Will told me you had a tiny accident and didn't come home last night". Kian sighed "Yeah, it is a long story. Come sit I tell you everything. Also I need you to try our blueberry cupcake", Kian replied with excitement.
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Kian hadn't seen Uncle Levi in a few months. After they started talking, they both lost the track of time.
Uncle Levi told him about how the orphanage was doing. Since most abandoned kids were usually omegas, the funding was never enough as buying suppressants cost a lot of money. Despite all such difficulties Uncle Lee had managed to expand the orphanage and hired a few educators for the kids.
Listening to Uncle Lee talk about that place brought back Kian's memories of growing up there. He grew up around abandoned children, like himself. Some were very young when they were brought there, like Kian, but some were abandoned just when they were a couple months old, like Will.
Most of these kids were omegas, that were abandoned by their parents. Largely due to the belief that they were inferiors and hence would bring disgrace and misfortune to the family. Others, were the ones that were abandoned by the omegas after pregnancy because they couldn't afford to take care of them.
Growing up in such a place, Kian had known how difficult their life was. When their heat cycles arrived, he witnessed how much pain they went through. Their life was not only difficult due to the biology of their body but also due to how society treated them.
Kian's mother was also an omega. As much as he could remember, his father usually assaulted her due to the very fact, which was probably the reason why she left. That's why Kian never despised his mother. He couldn't have hated her for wanting to be happy. He'd rather she be happy without him than sad with him. After all she was only human.
Kian explained to Uncle Lee how he was using this opportunity to get money for the loan and for the bakery. Uncle Lee wasn't really happy with his decision but he didn't object to it either. He warned the boy to be careful about his stay at the alpha's mansion and not trust any strangers with every promise they make.
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By the time Kian arrived back at the mansion it was already dark. While walking back to the mansion he kept thinking of confronting Elian about the instructions he had given to Irene regarding his room.
It wasn't that Kian didn't want a room. In fact he'd probably enjoy having his own comfortable bed for a while. However, he didn't want to feel gratitude towards Elian for providing him with one. Or worse, what if Elian had been planning to play mind games with him by using such trivial acts of kindness? Kian promised himself that he would never fall for any of it. In his perspective, Elian was just a spoiled, insolent brat that he was using to get through the difficult times. And he preferred that this perception never changes.
As soon as Kian entered the mansion, he was approached by a male servant, who told him about the arrangements that had been made, for his stay in the room that was next to that of Elian's bedroom.
Without a wait, Kian marched upstairs stomping his feet loudly. As reached the giant wooden door, he knocked it aggressively with his fist. He kept knocking it incessantly, without waiting for response, as if to annoy the man inside.
All of a sudden the door opened. His rage got instantly swallowed in and was replaced by awe.
In front of him Elian was standing there with nothing on his body, but a towel around his waist. His finely defined, muscular torso was right in front of Kian's face. Small droplets of water covered his porcelain skin and his ash blonde hair was completely drenched and slicked back.
"Have you lost your fucking mind, why were you knocking like that?", Elian asked sharply. Kian's gaze shifted to his face and he was pulled out of the daze. "Uhhh…I wan-nted to talk to the couch about sleeping on you", Kian blurted out while still pecking at Elian's body.
"What?", Elian looked at Kian like he was crazy. "What? No. I wanted to talk to you, about sleeping on the couch", Kian tried to get a grip over himself.
"Listen to me loud and clear you psychotic moron, as far as I'm concerned you may as well sleep inside a dishwasher. But if you sleep on the couch I will have to look at your face whenever I leave. I don't want your face ruining my mornings. And you're not doing me much favor by choosing not to occupy a room that was gonna be empty anyway.", Elian yelled and shut the door in Kian's face.
The door opened again, "And if you knock on my door like that again, I'll forget that your arm is fractured!", and again was slammed shut.
Kian was left standing there with overflowing rage and complete bewilderment. "How dare he say that to me? I'll kill him with my bare hands once this is over. I swear to god I will kill this man", he spoke to himself and stomped his way to the nearby room.
He stepped inside and slammed the door shut angrily. He dropped his body on the bed, and stared at the ceiling, wondering why he stuttered like an idiot in front of Elian. Why did his brain stop functioning after looking at alpha's bare body? He pressed his face hard against the pillow, sitting on his side and let out a loud scream.
