The Day After

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"Mo Hanlu, You are dead when I get back." Mo Laotian said a deeper tone. He is a man who's feared by a great number of people. He had the image of an all-dominating Emperor; a God-like creature in human skin. He exudes an intimidating aura wherever he goes and he's the kind of a person that anyone would be afraid to offend.

However today, his brother had pushed him past his limit. He already had several thoughts of the various ways in which he could murder his younger brother, Mo Hanlu. His brother dared to set him up and drugged him three times the normal dosage of a heat-inducing pill. In this world, there are only two things that Mo Laotian hated the most. First, being controlled by someone other than himself, the second were Omegas.

He had not only woken up with someone in his bed but he had also slept with that person and that person is an Omega. He made a phone call to his brother and hung up the moment he finished what he had wanted to say.

The air in the room becomes frigid and waves of tension emanated from the man. He was beyond furious. He knew this was the work of his parents. The two elders had become worried that he might not get married and so they had set him up on numerous blind dates. Mo Laotian is not, in the slightest bit interested in any men or women but he patiently met and ate fruitless meals with many people for the sake of his mother, although he had rejected all of them politely. But he had never thought that his mother would play such a dirty trick in order to control him.

Finally, after taking a quick shower, Mo Laotian wore a fresh set of navy blue tailored suit which he had taken out from the closet, in spite of not using the room frequently. He always keeps extra clothes in every personal room in all his properties.

He spared one last glance at the person sleeping peacefully on the large bed. The person was emitting a sweet scent that he hated the most. His eyes went cold and without doing anything, he left the room. He could not stand staying in a room that had the smell of him and the Omega stubbornly combined.

Just ten minutes after the cold man left the room, the person on bed woke up, slowly lifting his long curly lashes open. He had a very nice dream. He dreamt of his boyfriend, Paul. He smiled as he vaguely remembered the images of Paul making love with him.

Gently, he lifted his body from laying face down and realized it was not a dream at all. He could still vividly remember the details of the room he had been in his dream and now discovered that he was in that room. 'Could it be?' he asked himself but then after slowly examining the vague image of the man he had made love with, he realized it was not Paul at all.

The big warm palms that still seemed to linger on his body were not Paul's. Paul's hands were not as big and warm.

Though the man he remembered was gentle, yet it was also somehow rough at the same time. Paul was not like that. Paul was the gentlest person he knew, that is why they never did it despite being in a relationship for nearly four years. The Alpha respected him. Whenever he was in heat, Paul would always help him but he never touched him. He was the gentlest and the only person he trusted and loved after he had left home.

The pain in both his lower back and thighs snapped the Omega out of his thoughts. His eyes started to water. Trembling, he scanned for his phone. He wanted to call Paul and confirm everything. He wanted Paul to say that it was him who he had slept with last night.

Still trembling, he immediately dialed Paul's number when he spotted his phone on the pieces of clothing messily laying on the floor.

* phone ringing *

When the phone call got connected, the Omega did not speak right away. He was afraid but just when he had summoned the courage to speak, a person suddenly spoke on the other line, with a voice he was very much familiar with. Even though it was slightly hoarse he was certain that it was his twin sister's voice.

The Omega was still shocked when another person spoke in the background asking who was on the phone. The voice was gentle but it was not the usual tone Paul would use to call him. The Omega was trembling and could not say anything to the person on the other line. His twin sister finally replied to Paul saying that it was a "wrong number,"

The Omega's heart immediately sunk and finally, his tears began to fall. He sobbed uncontrollably, the other line did not hang up and he heard the two being passionate with each other. He never would have thought that his sister would do it to him again, would betray him again. Paul was the only person he had left but his sister took him away too.

He should have known it when she had called yesterday. He could still not see through his sister's act and thought that she was really sorry for what she did when they were younger and that incident more than two years ago. They were only barely seventeen and fights between siblings at that age are quite common. He never thought his sister would trick him like that again.

And now even Paul!?

The Omega could not listen anymore and hung up. He saw the red stains on the sheet and immediately buried his face in the pillow, he had lost his virginity to a stranger and there was nothing he could do about it besides crying. He knows he cries like a baby so he wanted to cry as silently as a mouse but his own self betrayed him too as his loud cries filled the empty room. If this room was not built with soundproofing, people outside would have definitely heard his loud bawls.

The Omega continued to cry until he fell asleep. Yet, he was still sobbing and tears from his eyes still flowed out in spite of them being closed. Even so, he was peacefully dreaming of the times when he was happy. He was always positive in life and people don't usually see him sad or angry. He was a person with a smile always visible on his face, but truthfully, he was never truly happy. He was never happy from the moment everything was revealed to him.

The Omega was still in slumber when the door of the room slowly opened. A man wearing a black suit pushed a silver trolley along with a set of lunch-suitable dishes, walked inside the room. He gently set everything on the table beside the bed and immediately left, not even taking a second glance at the person sleeping in the bed.

The person had only followed what was ordered to him and it was to treat the person in the room as a proper guest until he leaves. It was already noon and no one had come out of the room except for the master himself.

The man in his forties decided to serve lunch for the guest. It was only when he entered the room that he realized that it was actually an Omega sleeping on the Master's bed. The man in his forties immediately knew what had transpired as the room was filled with a combination of the Master's and someone else's pheromones. He was shocked but he still executed his duty professionally before he left.

Smelling the appetizing scent of the food set on the side table for about a couple of minutes now, the Omega immediately woke up with his stomach loudly grumbling. He thought, who could have brought the food in? He remembered the guy he had shared a bed with last night and shook his head slowly getting off of the bed. He realized that he needed to get out of this place immediately. He did not have time to cry and be sad about the situation. He decided to resume feeling depressed when he got back to his own place.

The Omega picked and wore his clothes covering all the hickies he just realized he had. He gathered all of his courage before opening the heavy door and sighed when he noticed that no one was outside. Despite all the pain he's feeling, physically and emotionally, he dashed out of the place, limping and ignoring all the club personnel who followed his escaping figure confusedly.

'Why was there such an extravagant room hidden in a club?' the Omega thought as he made his steps quicker until he was at last, out of the building. He thought he was in a hotel when he was in the room but he was actually still in the club where his sister had brought him to.

He walked a little further before calling a cab. It was only when he arrived at his apartment that he was finally able to breathe with relief.