Chapter 3 Do You Know Who I Am?

Chapter 3: Do You Know Who I Am?

Enigma is a natural dominator, with a terrifying ability to "dominate" after differentiation. At the same time, their susceptible periods are longer than those of high-level Alphas, making them prone to going berserk and hurting people.

Thus, the Supreme Federal Authority seeks out the Alphas or Omegas with the highest compatibility for Enigmas to form marriages.

The Supreme Authority offers generous conditions to assist in the marriages of Enigmas.

S3-level Alpha Chen Su is the person with the highest compatibility with Zhao Jinzong in the pheromone gene database.

The Supreme Federal Authority once sent Chen Su an invitation.

They hoped he would marry Zhao Jinzong.

Chen Su didn’t even give the Supreme Authority a chance to negotiate; half a month later, he married Sheng Beiqing, a fellow Alpha.

...

Chen Su was carried by Zhao Jinzong into the back seat.

Chen Su curled up lying on the back seat, his head resting on Zhao Jinzong’s lap. Zhao Jinzong’s hand was placed on the back of Chen Su’s neck, his fingertips buried in his hair, pressing him into his embrace, letting the overwhelming fir pheromones curl around his fingertips and suit.

Zhao Jinzong asked the driver, “Do you have any suppressants?”

The driver, drenched in sweat and trembling, searched the car but regretfully found none.

“General Director Zhao... no suppressants.”

Zhao Jinzong frowned almost imperceptibly. The Chen Su in his arms began to grow restless.

Chen Su tugged at his shirt, turning slightly to face the seat back, curling up. His gloved hand kept pulling at his collar.

Under the skin hunger, he couldn’t control his urge to touch others.

Chen Su hadn’t completely lost his mind. He didn’t want to lose his composure in front of Zhao Jinzong, so he forced himself to suppress it. But prolonged suppression could rebound with deadly force, and once it erupted, it would be unstoppable. At that point, he might do anything to Zhao Jinzong.

Chen Su couldn’t let that happen.

Zhao Jinzong said in a deep voice, “Get out.”

It was unclear who he was speaking to.

Chen Su curled his fingers, trying to sit up, but a hand pressed down on his shoulder, strong and forceful, pushing him back.

Zhao Jinzong said, “Uncle Wen, get out of the car.”

“Okay...”

The driver, sharp as ever, caught the implication from the taillights and the wrecked Porsche in the distance. He called roadside assistance.

Zhao Jinzong lowered his head to look at Chen Su.

Chen Su hadn’t buttoned his shirt up, and from his earlier tugging, two buttons had popped off, revealing skin that had been pale white but was now chafed red.

Chen Su lay with his head on Zhao Jinzong’s lap, slightly tilting his head up, his brows knit in obvious agony. His left hand, wearing a leather glove, tightly gripped the leather seat, struggling to restrain his own lust.

Zhao Jinzong’s hand moved down along the back of Chen Su’s head, touching his gland.

There were needle marks at the spot, clearly from frequent suppressant shots.

“...Ngh.”

Chen Su reacted strongly, letting out a stifled groan. His fingers tightened on the leather seat as he warned in an icy tone, “Mr. Zhao.”

Chen Su was reminding Zhao Jinzong that he was Sheng Beiqing’s husband.

He was a widower.

“Inspector Chen, when you’re in a susceptible period...” Zhao Jinzong raised an eyebrow, “you expect others to play the gentleman?”

Now here he was, resting on Zhao Jinzong’s lap with his shirt undone, the one losing composure in front of an Enigma, yet still reminding Zhao Jinzong again and again that their relationship had boundaries.

Chen Su raised his chin, his forehead beaded with cold sweat, looking at Zhao Jinzong, his lashes trembling.

“Is Mr. Zhao a man of honor?”

Zhao Jinzong pinched Chen Su’s chin, his eyes dark. “What do you think?”

Chen Su smiled. “I’d say Mr. Zhao is.”

Zhao Jinzong gently wiped the sweat from Chen Su’s temple with his fingertip. “Then so I am.”

The Enigma left the back seat, got into the driver’s seat, and drove off the mountain road. The mountain road wound along, and Chen Su curled up in the back seat, his gaze lingering on the spot where Zhao Jinzong had sat and the leather glove he had left behind in his hurry.

He didn’t understand why his glove was there.

All Chen Su knew was that his glove carried Zhao Jinzong’s pheromone... as if the Enigma had worn it.

Chen Su put the glove back on his hand, held it to his nose and sniffed it carefully, trying to calm himself with the pheromones on it. But it was barely a drop in the bucket. His blood felt like it was scorching his skin, and the pain made him curl up...

Chen Su passed out from the sheer pain.

Lately, Chen Su had been exhausted from work. He had hardly slept due to his campaign to enter the Drug Administration Bureau.

This susceptible period came suddenly. His physical fatigue had reached its peak, and the pain in his gland became unbearable, so passing out was only natural.

...

Zhao Jinzong drove to the hotel nearest the Detection Bureau.

When the car reached the destination, Zhao Jinzong opened the door and saw this sight—the Alpha was disheveled, his clothes in disarray, his skin was flushed an unnatural pink, lying flat on his back, breathing with difficulty, his lips slightly open.

Zhao Jinzong looked down at the chaos before him, his sharp eyes narrowed slightly. He took off his coat, draped it over Chen Su, and carried him into the hotel. Using his Supreme Authority ID card, he booked a room for Chen Su. True to his word as a gentleman, he laid Chen Su gently on the bed.

Chen Su turned over, his hand slipping out from under the blanket, palm up, the leather glove gleaming under the dim light.

Zhao Jinzong slid two fingers under Chen Su’s glove, rubbing Chen Su’s palm, and then used his long fingers to pry off the leather glove, gently twisted it between his fingers, leaving behind a faint trace of his pheromone.

“Uh...” Chen Su stirred.

Even while unconscious, Chen Su’s skin hunger continued to plague him.

The barely alleviated susceptible period flared up again. Chen Su kicked the blanket down bit by bit to relieve the heat on his body, revealing the skin under his shirt. Then he started to make even more excessive movements...

Zhao Jinzong tucked the glove into Chen Su’s suit pocket, pulled the blanket back over him, and his hand brushed Chen Su’s skin, and Chen Su, like parched grass meeting water, latched onto Zhao Jinzong’s hand as he tried to pull it back, and bit down hard.

Despite those soft lips, his bite was vicious.

Hiss.

Zhao Jinzong frowned.

Chen Su bit into Zhao Jinzong's palm, tasted the incense pheromones in the blood, which soothed him deeply, and refused to let go.

When Zhao Jinzong tried to pull back, Chen Su bit harder.

Zhao Jinzong looked at the traces of blood on Chen Su's lips, raised his hand, and gently stroked Chen Su's hair, comforting the insecure alpha.

Chen Su finally let go, pillowing Zhao Jinzong's hand under his face.

A red bloodstain stained the white pillow—Zhao Jinzong had broken the window with his bare hands to save Chen Su, and the back of his hand and his knuckles were bleeding, now greedily pressed under Chen Su's face.

Chen Su gently nuzzled Zhao Jinzong's palm: "Give me... give me some more pheromones."

Chen Su only wanted pheromones now; he had no idea that biting someone until they bled and exchanging blood would leave a temporary mark.

Moreover, the dominance effect resulting from Enigma's differentiation would peak in the blood.

In other words, as long as Zhao Jinzong wanted, he could immediately make Chen Su take off the leather glove on his left hand, or get Chen Su to tell him who the Omega was with tulip pheromones on the glove...

Zhao Jinzong did not use the dominance ability.

He just gripped Chen Su's chin and asked in a deep voice, "Do you know who I am?"