Chapter 8 - Deadly Luxurious Watch

"Let me believe that you can't really walk," Clyde said in a cold voice as he tightened his grip around the blond's smooth ankle.

Ryley couldn't help but tremble in fear, making his head buzz. Fueled with the anger that engulfed his heart, he kept thrashing to free himself, but to no avail. "Let go of me! Let me—Arghh!"

The blond accidentally sprained his own ankle when he struggled against the Alpha. The pain was so great that it made him jolt in shock, but his hand immediately slapped his own mouth, muffling his own cries so as not to make the bigger man look down on him more.

Fresh blood dripped as he sunk his teeth to his soft lips, biting it hard and made it bled. Faint sobs came from behind his palm, following the grunts that still escaped, along with the tears that wet the white sheet beneath him.

Ryley thought his cry would make the Alpha stop but he was wrong.

Clyde paused only for a few seconds, then moved his large palm tracing the long leg he caught, and in just one pull he stripped the blond's lower half naked.

"Hyah— no! Stop! Please don't!" Ryley returned to shock when he felt cold air brushing against his porcelain skin. His hand quickly pulled down the oversized pajama that slumped off his shoulder, trying to cover his sensitive part that got exposed.

But the Alpha ignored his plea once again and lifted the slender hips in front of him up to his strong thighs. Thick fog slowly crept inside and clouded his mind when he saw the helpless face beneath him beg for mercy.

Clyde had lost his reason for the anger that burned his heart. It wasn't the blond's taunt that's humiliating to him, but the way Ryley took advantage of his mercy to lie and fool him into obeying his words.

They weren't equal.

For him, no Alpha should bow down to any other kinds lower than them.

Especially an Omega.

"You brought this to yourself," his cold voice pierced the blond's ears as he got ready to wreck him for the second time.

But then a dry laugh caught him unaware, making him stunned.

"Why... Why didn't I realize it sooner…" Ryley muttered amidst his sobs with his choked voice. "Damn... I feel so stupid..."

The blond's long fingers trembled as it moved to wipe the tears off his cheeks, then glared at Clyde with his now bloodshot eyes. "Turns out you're just a coward!" His hand yanked the Alpha's collar and pulled it by force.

Clyde stayed still, his blue eyes glowed from blocking the light above. His handsome face darkened, looking like an eclipse.

"You blamed me even though you know that I'm innocent and this all happened because of that old bastard!" Ryley snapped, almost breathless. "What have you done to me while I was still unconscious, huh? Were you looking for the evidence I mentioned before?" His tone filled with contempt, as if challenging the man twice his size.

The Alpha's piercing gaze scanned the handsome face colored in red from the blood rushing to warm the porcelain cheeks and the tears wetting his white skin. Clyde's pair of blue eyes still stared dangerously as he slowly withdrew and pulled out Ryley's million dollars watch again.

"This," he pointed to the lines of diamonds circling the case. "Did you think I won't notice this little guy you put in here?"

A faint gleam came from the part that Clyde pointed at. He found the micro-sized hidden camera installed among the diamonds.

Ryley frowned, he wasn't surprised in the slightest and even guessed that this man had at least disassembled his watch. But it annoyed him the most that he was getting exposed this way. And now, the only weapon he could use to sue his sister in case she really had something to do with the drugging incident was in the worst hand.

At that time, the blond purposefully left his watch on the table before he went to the toilet. Rachel most likely didn't realize that everything she did during their dinner yesterday was recorded and that the video was automatically uploaded to the model's cloud storage.

Still, the fact that the luxurious watch was still unscathed while it should've been scattered all over was pretty impressive.

"Are you wondering why both of my hands are still intact now?" Clyde gave a cold grin as he played with the watch. "How noble of you to carry this spy camera and tiny bomb around."

Right, other than the spy camera planted among the diamonds decorating the case, Ryley also made sure that no hands other than his would survive from stealing his watch.

The handsome model then tilted his chin and said, "I'm only taking precautions. What's wrong with that?"

"Nothing wrong with that, but you came to my building with this hidden camera. Of course I need to take my precautions too." The Alpha replied as he scooted to the edge of the bed.

He stared into the distant woods outside the magnificent glass that separated him from the quiet world for a while. Then he looked over his shoulder and met the blond's still fierce gaze.

"I'll give you one more chance," he said then walked towards his desk near the window. The evening light descended on his great body, making him shine like a magnificent eclipse as he took out a smartphone that Ryley recognized.

"Don't let me down or you'll suffer the consequence," he said as he brought the phone and handed it to the handsome model.

Ryley tried to quickly snatch his phone but he couldn't. "What do you want? Give it back to me!"

"If you lie to me again, I'll make sure you spend the rest of your life on a wheelchair," Clyde threatened, his tone cold, as if he didn't play with his words and would really do it. Then he let Ryley took his smartphone back from his large palm. "Let's see the evidence you talked about before."

Ryley just glared and didn't reply. He quickly opened his cloud storage and entered layers of passwords required to grant the access until he found one specific folder named with yesterday's date. His honey irises glanced at the man looking at him like a watchdog, his brain spinning to think of a way out.

Meanwhile, Clyde was completely distracted by the pair of long legs he'd just stripped naked not so long ago. The faint memory from when he went berserk in between those smooth skin as he jabbed deep inside the blond's tightness unconsciously made him gulp down his saliva.

Lines of frown started to appear on his forehead as he knitted his brows in annoyance, thinking that falling for someone like Ryley, who rose to fame from the worst industry ever, was an insult to his pride as a dignified Alpha.

He grew more and more annoyed when he thought that he probably wasn't the first person to take the handsome model to bed.

And yet….

"The hell are you taking so long for?" The Alpha's grim voice echoed as his hand moved like a lightning to take the phone back from Ryley, but the blond refused to let go.

Clyde didn't say anything else, his patience was running thin. Staying close to Ryley felt like a torture, his body simply didn't want to listen to him. The man obviously won the struggle but Ryley caught his muscular arm and still tried to get his phone back.

"No! Give it back to me— Aaah!"

A loud thud sounded after the two lost balance. Ryley grimaced in pain as he accidentally moved his sprained ankle. His head looked back for his leg, seemingly horrified by the sight of his skin that had gone swollen.

The blond was about to snap when he suddenly realized that he didn't land on the cold floor. A broad chest that felt firm supported his body along with the burly arm circling his waist.

Ryley's red lips closed and opened fast, but not a word escaped. His gaze was locked at the sight of the Alpha's handsome face beneath him that seemed no less stunned. They could feel their own warm breath blowing against each other on the surface of their contrasting skin. Blood rushed to Ryley's cheeks quick, but it seemed like the ones flowing under those muscular tan skin ran towards the opposite direction and filled the wrong part of the Alpha's body.

His pair of brown eyes widened at the feeling of something hard poking him from under. And the fact that his body was also responding to it worried him more than anything.

Ryley didn't have much options, things would no longer be the same after this bastard of an Alpha marked him.

"What if we make a deal, Mr. Clyde?"