"What's all the commotion?" The voice of the man wearing nothing but designer and extremely expensive accessories echoed in that still and dark room.
He took a step into the room with his shining and custom-made leather shoe.
He stood tall and indifferent, staring at the scene in front of him with narrowed eyes.
"Is no one going to answer?" He asked, but unlike the rest of them who were frightened by his presence, I was beyond dazzled by the appearance of this man.
He was just as the novel had described him.
He was tall, menacing, and dominant, with black hair like the mane of a beautiful black horse, a chiseled chin, a thick black coat resting on his shoulders, and a black leather glove on just his right hand.
When I read that part, I wondered why he wouldn't just wear two to avoid people wondering why he wore just one glove.
Many assumed it was because of a scar on his right hand, and some said it was because he used that hand to do 'bad things', but I wasn't curious since I knew exactly why he wore the glove on his right hand. I read the entire novel, after all.
Anyway, if there was such a thing as a perfect human, then that would be him.
But, only in appearance, though, because I knew as hell who that man was and the kind of things he was capable of.
"Castor," the words suddenly slipped out softly through my lips and every eye fell on me. I gulped and once again, let out words from my mouth. "Are you really... Castor?"
But my words seemed to infuriate him as he frowned heavily with his eyebrows and asked,
"And how do you know that name?" His gruff voice was already enough to suppress my little self.
Oh no, I think I made a mistake. This man right now... He went by the name Lee Ki-hoon, but his hidden name was Castor, and he so much loathed that name being called by Jo-Pil.
He almost killed Jo-Pil once because he went over his head and asked Ki-hoon where he got the name of Castor from.
The grumpy man had let go of me. I was supposed to land on my feet, but for some reason, my legs gave out, and I had to sit on the floor beneath Ki-hoon.
I darted my eyes away from the murderous glare Ki-hoon was trying to suffocate me with.
Ah, it was not my fault I got it mixed up. Besides, Castor suits him better.
'Seeing his expression right now... I think I'm in trouble. What do I do?'
The two guys who had come in to trouble me were beyond scared. Ah, right. Ki-hoon was that dangerous.
'Take that, hehe! You were acting so high and grumpy earlier. Now you've met someone stronger than you.' I thought with a mocking snicker at them, confusing them and also infuriating them at the same time.
"Are you not going to answer?" Ki-hoon's voice dropped heavily on me.
It was as if he was really going to suffocate me. My lungs wouldn't work properly and it felt like my throat was being strangled.
I held my throat. What was this?
Was this the Alpha pheromones I've read so much about? The one that's capable of driving an Omega mad with desire and also dominates them?
Gosh, it was so potent.
I remember that during this scene, Ki-hoon appeared to take Jo-Pil with him to his house. It wasn't his main house but the house the heads of the four great families bought in order to be able to 'breed' Jo-Pil more comfortably.
He could've sent someone to her him instead but he came on his own as if he were a little kid who was excited to finally claim his prize.
It was either that or he was worried that one of the others would get their hands on Jo-Pil first and be the first to... You know.
Ahem, back to the story.
I was trying hard to breathe with Ki-hoon's pheromones suppressing me and trying to force me into submission.
The other guys weren't free either. Even though the population of the world was mostly filled with Betas, they were affected by Alpha Pheromones just as much as Omegas.
Just the dominating part though, since they could not go into heat like Omegas did.
So, with this murderous intent and his Pheromones raging, they were suffering just as much as me.
I had no idea how to explain how I came across that name but... Maybe I could use those guys.
"That is..." I barely managed to bring out words from my mouth.
Hmm, it wasn't as hard as I thought. Maybe Ki-hoon wasn't planning on suffocating me and just wanted to instill fear.
Those guys that were drowning in his Pheromones were just exaggerating it.
At least, that was what I thought.
"I heard it from the auction house." I answered, my eyes darting away to avoid him catching my eyes. "They said my buyer was a man named Castor."
Jo-Pil, who was caught and sold off to an auction house at the beginning of the novel, was bought by, not just one person but four.
Since he was an Omega with a high breeding rate, the current heads of the four families needed to try their hands with him and produce a strong and capable heir.
Of course, Jo-Pil didn't know that he was sold to four people. So, I could just use my own knowledge to get me out of this mess.
"They said he was tall, handsome with black hair. And..." I slowly brought my gaze back to him. "They said he wore one glove on his right hand."
Sorry, auction people but my life comes first.
I thought I could meet his gaze but when I did, I saw his murderous glare and quickly looked away.
Gosh, he was so scary. How could he use his handsome face and beautiful black eyes to glare so deadly at someone as weak and fragile as me?
Ahem.
"Is that the truth?" He asked and I nodded.
There was no way he would doubt that I was lying since there wouldn't be any other way for me to find out about that name. But still... He could doubt me.
"If I find out you're lying to me," he said and I gulped. Yeah, he was definitely suspicious. "I will..."
"Growl!" My stomach interrupted Ki-hoon's words and my face flushed in embarrassment.
Seriously, what was with that loud growl? When was the last time they fed this body? I'm all skin and bones and very hungry too.
Since I was in disarray for a while, I was just starting to notice how skinny my hands looked.
"Um," I got up to my feet and fearlessly walked up to the man who could probably skin me alive with the snap of his fingers. "...before we get going can I... Get something to eat?" I asked.
He wouldn't torture poor, weak, and helpless me just because I said I was hungry, right?