chapter 14

Chapter 14: Slumber

Nanyi looked incredulously into Heyu Shen's eyes, astounded that Nan Zhaimin could be so selfish as to disregard his predicament.

After all, it was he who had pleaded with Nanyi to stand in for his brother.

His face grew paler, but his dim pupils still held a flicker of light. Heyu Shen, growing agitated, withdrew his pheromones, releasing his grip.

The man in front of him almost collapsed.

Instinctively reaching out, Heyu Shen caught the wilting Nanyi. Just a hint of released pheromones, and the omega seemed to shatter at the slightest touch.

"Steady yourself!" Annoyed, he hoisted up the limp Nanyi, frowning in displeasure, yet not letting go.

The oppressive pheromones of a top-tier alpha were overpowering for a subpar omega. Though Nanyi tried to steady himself, his legs were too weak, devoid of strength.

It felt as if a massive weight pressed against his chest, making it hard to breathe.

Within seconds, his strength gave out. His legs buckled, and he would've knelt on the ground if not for Heyu Shen's support, Nanyi thought.

Suddenly leaning against the warm alpha, his head rested on Heyu Shen's chest. His soft hair brushed against Shen's neck, slightly tickling, exuding a mix of shampoo and the sweet scent typical of omegas.

It wasn't cloying but rather pleasant.

Heyu Shen felt a warmth rising, extricating his hand that supported the omega. Nanyi, weakening further, slumped to a half-kneeling position.

Heyu Shen grabbed Nanyi's chin, forcing him to look up.

Nanyi, compelled to tilt his head back, met the alpha's fierce gaze.

"Open your mouth!"

Stunned, Nanyi reflexively shrank back.

Was Heyu Shen actually asking him to...?

The alpha's face remained stern, veins on his hand protruding.

The tightening grip on his chin brought a flash of pain to Nanyi's eyes.

A minty, oppressive scent began to permeate the room.

Nanyi struggled to breathe, feeling increasingly lightheaded.

The volatile and rough Heyu Shen was intimidating.

Tears of pain and grievance continuously streamed down Nanyi's face.

Heyu Shen, staring at Nanyi's ashen face, finally bent down and effortlessly lifted him.

With teary streaks marring her dazed gaze, she snapped in exasperation, "Are you an idiot? Can't you even breathe?"

Nan Yi felt drained of strength, the ceiling seeming to shift above him while the washroom door was flung open by the one embracing him.

He tilted his head slightly, burying it against He Yushen's chest, wishing to hide from prying eyes.

"Yushen? Why are you carrying someone out from the restroom…"

After a brief moment, Nan Yi recognized the voice of Song Jing outside, causing him to press even closer to He Yushen's chest in anxiety.

"Stop fidgeting," came the irritated voice from above.

Nan Yi immediately stilled, fearing he might provoke He Yushen into another outburst.

"Yushen!"

Nan Yi felt He Yushen take a few more steps.

Casting a glance at the now subdued figure in his arms, He Yushen turned to Song Jing in the hallway, "I'm heading back. Let Yan An know."

Song Jing frowned, "What?"

"And what about me?" But before he could get an answer, He Yushen had already strode away, not sparing him another word.

Song Jing watched with a dark expression, focusing on the receding white trouser legs, his chest heaving with suppressed emotion.

Inside the car, He Yushen continued to hold Nan Yi without letting go.

The omega shifted slightly, attempting to sit up, but He Yushen pressed his restless head back down.

In a deep voice, He Yushen warned, "If you don't want to continue our earlier conversation, stay still."

The figure in his arms ceased all movement.

Already fatigued, Nan Yi, surrounded by the car's soothing pheromones, soon drifted into a drowsy sleep.

Perhaps feeling uncomfortable in his position, the sleeping omega's face turned slightly.

Glancing down, He Yushen was met with a peaceful, gentle face. He watched the sleeping Omega intently, momentarily feeling a sense of calm and contentment.

Perhaps having a soft, obedient omega by his side wasn't so bad.

As long as he stayed away from other alphas, of course.

Recalling the scene he'd witnessed at the banquet, He Yushen's eyes darkened.

Two hours later, the car pulled up outside the villa.

The figure in his arms showed no sign of waking. He Yushen frowned, thinking that carrying him the entire way was already a generous act; surely he wasn't expected to carry him inside the villa as well.

Especially after the omega had dared to flirt with another alpha.

Just as He Yushen was about to rouse Nan Yi, he noticed the pallor of the omega's face, the furrowed brow, and the cold sweat on his forehead.

Like a drowning person crying for help, the person in his arms was uttering incoherent moans.

A hoarse, raspy voice that was unpleasant to the ear, incongruous with his cool and handsome appearance.

Had a nightmare?

He Yu furrowed his brows, turning his once jolting hand into a soothing one, gently patting the person in his embrace and releasing even stronger comforting pheromones.

Gently and quietly, he held the restless sleeper in his arms and slowly got out of the car.

The butler waited in the living room. Seeing him carry someone in, he hesitated and asked, "Mr. He, shall I prepare a hangover tea?"

He Yu replied, "No need."

He Yu carefully carried the person to the bedroom and laid them on the bed, glancing at the obtrusive white suit on the figure.

He lifted the person once more, gently removing the outer jacket, leaving only a shirt.

.................

When Nan Yi woke up in the morning, he stared blankly at the ceiling. He remembered, wasn't he in the car?

After spacing out for a while, he slowly got up, freshened up, and descended the stairs.

He Yu and Song Jing were already seated in the living room. There was also a girl. He hesitated for a moment and then continued downstairs.

The girl, with flowing black hair and dressed in a dark fishtail denim skirt and black shirt, stood up, holding a measuring tape and walked towards Nan Yi.

Surprisingly, she was considerably taller than Nan Yi, standing at a likely height of 185 cm even in flats, seeming only a centimeter or two shorter than He Yu.

For a girl to be this tall and have such a commanding presence, she must be an alpha!

"Hello, I'm Liu Yue, Mr. He's personal stylist."

Concise, efficient, introducing herself and her profession in one sentence.

Nan Yi quickly nodded, then took out his phone to type.

He Yu said, "This is Nan Yi. He has a minor throat issue and can't speak."

Nan Yi stopped typing midway, putting his half-typed message and phone back into his pocket.

Liu Yue nodded, "Ok."

"Stand straight, arms out. I'll measure your dimensions."

Following her instructions, Nan Yi raised his arms. As the tall alpha took his measurements, she had to bend slightly.

Liu Yue asked, "What's your preferred clothing style?"

After slipping the measuring tape into her pocket, Liu Yue inquired.

He Yu said, "Dress him in comfortable homewear; after all, he doesn't go out much."