Taesan's POV
The little thief is pushing my rut closer.
The look in his eyes and the enticing smell of his vanilla that keeps sweetening feels like the teasing my alpha needs.
I storm up the stairs and shove my phone into one of my men's hands before I barge into my own room, unbuckling my pants with each step I take till I arrive in my bathroom hard and throbbing.
I pull out my fully erect cock and close my hand around the length.
"Fuck" I hiss, that little thing is not even my taste, but he has me this riled up without even trying.
My cock jerks underneath my touch as I stroke it upward, running my fingers over the bulging veins and squeezing it just how I like it.
A clear bead of precum drops and I stroke harder.
It's irritating how my alpha is latching on to the scent of vanilla while I force myself to think of the last omega I had on my cock.
Two months ago, an idol with the body of a goddess, small waist and a warm and tight pussy.
I groan as I close my fingers around the head of my cock to imitate the tightness, I fuck into my fingers but it's not enough…fuck fuck fuck.
'Not enough' my alpha growls savagely.
'Yes sir' that small voice says and my knot swells just enough to bring my orgasm, I wrap my second hand around it while using the other to stroke myself to completion.
Fuck.
My hips jerk forward as I cum in my hands to the voice and smell of that man. He stole my card, stole my daughter and now he's trying to steal my pleasure?
I clean my mess and tuck my still stiff dick into my pants. I need a fucking smoke…no, I need to fucking kill someone.
Carelessly, I fix my clothes and pick my cane again.
'Careful captain, you are Mountain Atelier' my alpha reminds me to maintain control as I leave the bathroom, I need to dive into work, I have unanswered questions from last night that are still biting into my skin.
Tonight, something has to happen or someone has to leave.
I get to the place where my car is parked, and I find the little thief standing beside the black mustang with his hands in front of him and just the sight of him ignites my anger again.
He dared to defile my orders and dared to speak back…
"Sir, you have a meeting in ten with a very important person" Junho says quickly, it's his method of keeping me in track and I get into the car, "he rides with the others" I say.
I need to explain for Junho to know who I'm talking about, the man passes my order to the confused looking omega, directing him to join the other car filled with other body guards.
Once in the car, Junho passes a file to me that is labeled Mountain Atelier.
"These are the answers I gathered sir" he says and returns his hands on the wheel.
"He wasn't paid to give us wrong information; he was just fooled by someone who was paid to find a weak link" he says and I lean back in my seat.
"When did we start having weak links in my own clan?" I ask with a growl and Junho doesn't answer the question, it's a wise choice, his life is precious to me too.
I tap my cane to the floor and flip the pages of the file he gave me.
Classified information; Kang Taesan weak links are best access to the clan's information. They are in search of a flash drive containing the video and files of the Oh clan raid.
Reasons are unknown but Taesan's fixation has led to exploiting more information from his own clan. Unfortunately, he has no lover we can use and has no one he's close with.
I don't read it all before I drop my head back and laughter rises from my chest, it's mirthless but loud and deep. I'm angry, I see Junho tightening his grip on the wheel.
"Weak link? Fixation?" I laugh again and drop the files, "they are infiltrating now?" I ask and hum.
Do they not know what I am?
I look at the tiger tattoo sitting on the hand I am resting on my gold head cane, did they forget who I am? Has it been that long?
"Did you get them for me?" I ask Junho.
"Yes boss, they are at the shop" he says and drives into the garage of Mountain Atelier, my sweat and blood, the building and identity I raised from the ground.
I get out of the car, still half hard, still fully angry and I see the skinny omega gets out of the car behind us.
His fucking scent.
Without waiting for anyone else, I get into the building and go into the elevator with the omega following me like a shadow.
I stop in front of the door where the meeting will be held and I open it, I look over my shoulder at Seoha, the omega's head is down, and I look at him from head to toe.
Taking him into the meeting will be introducing him to earlier death.
"Stay outside" I say and go into the room.
I would rather savor his death, break him bit by bit until nothing is left. I would rather leave him emptier than my pocket would ever be if he had successfully gone away with my card.
"You will never learn, will you?" the old man sitting at the head of my table asks.
He is wearing a pair of dark glasses and his cane resting on the table, I drop mine by the door and step closer, I can feel his cold grey eyes tracking my movement from behind th glasses.
"I'm sorry, Grandfather, I was handling business" I say and take my seat in front of him, spreading my legs, mirroring his arrogant posture.
"Where is the flash drive Taesan?" he asks without a smile.
"I am working on it"
"And?"
"It will be at your table by tomorrow night" I lie and he hums.
"Tell Kang Sooin, grandpa says hi" he says with a smile, and I know exactly what he means.
Fuck.