Chapter 29 Higher command.

Chapter 29: Chapter 29 Higher command.


Daniel shuddered at the mouth placement, his body betraying him so badly—especially his ass, which shook in delight.


"Adrian was truly a demon... why his ass of all places," Daniel murmured to himself as Adrian caged his hands against the wall, drilling his tongue so hard into his ass.


He shouldn’t be getting this aroused. It was way too degrading. And worse—people were watching.


"Feeling shy, Daniel?" Adrian rose up from worshiping his ass, grinning like a mad beast, smiling so wide as if he hadn’t just done something so atrocious.


Daniel straightened himself, trying to gather what little composure he could—trying to regain the dignity Adrian had trampled to the floor. Greasing his palms softly against Adrian’s cheeks, he touched his mouth and whispered:


"Your mouth isn’t going to work this time, Adrian. Let me go."


By then Adrian’s eyes had already shifted to the intruders at the corner, watching. With one deadly glare, they all scampered away, leaving them in a secluded space—granting the privacy Daniel desired. But Daniel didn’t want privacy. He wanted freedom from this leeching creature.


"Why are you so stubborn, Dan? Don’t you want to get serviced? I can presume your hole hasn’t been worked on for so long it’s probably hitting together." Adrian proclaimed shamelessly, smacking his butt once more.


Daniel had enough. He was ready to rain hell on him if he didn’t release him this moment.


"I said let me go, Adrian. This is no longer funny." His expression hardened. Fuck arousal.


No way was he allowing Adrian’s mouth to touch his ass or any of his private parts again. That mistake would never repeat itself.


But being the type to play with fire, Adrian still couldn’t let go. His eyes lingered on Daniel’s legs and body, feeding on the sight, the thought of sliding in between. Daniel guessed his next movement and caught his hand perfectly.


"Not this time, devil. You’re not touching any part of this body." His voice carried disgust, anger boiling over. And just when Daniel was about to completely snap, a voice drifted from behind.


"Need help?"


The calm voice came from the shadows, immediately taking both their attention.


Daniel, who had been consumed by annoyance, suddenly grew confused. Who the hell had the effrontery to challenge their Alpha and boss? No one in their right mind would dare disturb him in the middle of something like this. No one—except Daniel, of course. Defying Adrian was always satisfying, especially watching that smug expression get wiped away.


But to both their shock, it was Alexander McQueen, calmly seated on a couch not far from where their scandalous act had been unfolding.


If Daniel had been frowning before, now his unhappiness doubled. Alexander’s face was ice cold. Realizing the young man must have witnessed too much, embarrassment froze Daniel in place.


"Adrian, let me go." With a successful yank, Daniel pulled away from the mentally unwell man.


Adrian, however, didn’t take the disturbance lightly. If "mad" had a degree, he would’ve scored the highest, his face twisting into a frightening mask.


What the hell was going on now?


It was like an anger competition—both of them giving deadly eyes at one another—until Adrian bent down. To Daniel’s horror, he swiftly drew two daggers from the corners of his legs.


The fuck...


Had Adrian been carrying those all this time?


Here came the bloodshed again.


Daniel’s heart pounded. This wasn’t the calm man he’d just been resisting—this was the beast unleashed. Adrian let go of the daggers, swinging them with deadly precision toward Alexander. Daniel screamed—no, he shrieked—but he should’ve known. The cocky confidence radiating from Alexander was proof he wasn’t ordinary.


"Bow to me, Alpha."


Alex’s command cut through the air, and Daniel gasped.


Was he fucking serious right now?


Didn’t he know Adrian was an Alpha—a great one? Why the hell was he commanding him? Daniel wasn’t prepared for what came next.


An overwhelming pheromone hit Adrian so hard he fell to his knees. Daniel, too, dropped down, but his wasn’t the same as Adrian’s.


The scent—God—the scent was powerful. It carried authority, weight, and something regal. It smelled like winter air.


The atmosphere shifted sharply, impossible to miss. Adrian’s reaction was staggering. The poor man, who likely had never been commanded in his entire life, cowered under the crushing hold, unable to even raise his head until told.


"Good boy. Now remain that way..." Alex continued, stepping forward with calm, terrifying dominance.


Daniel, not fully bound by the pheromones, shifted back slightly—wary of the stranger before him. Who the hell could command an Alpha?


"Calm down, bro. It’s not that deep." Alex reassured him, placing a hand on Daniel’s shoulder to deflect his worry.


Calm down? How the hell was that supposed to happen? He’d just witnessed the impossible. No sane person would calm down right now.


"Why this? And... wouldn’t you be in trouble?" Daniel asked, trying to read Alex. As expected, Alex had a cover.


"Don’t worry. After this moment, he’ll sleep. Probably won’t remember anything else, only the supper we had together. After that, his memory will be blank." Alex explained smoothly, not missing a single detail.


Daniel clutched at his clothes for comfort, trying to hide his growing anxiety.


"I know it’s stupid of me to ask but... is this normal?"


Alex chuckled, scanning the area to make sure they were alone. He walked to where Adrian knelt and offered him a drink.


"Drink up, man..."


Adrian gulped it all down without resistance, staggering back toward the couch. He collapsed flat, passing out instantly.


God, that was something else. If only Alex had killed him—that would’ve gladdened Daniel’s soul.


"So, about your question. I am an enigma. And you, Daniel Lancaster, are an omega. Am I right?"


" What!! No! Not him! Not here."


The words struck, and Daniel didn’t even realize when he collapsed again.


Alex shook his head.


"It appears he loves collapsing." He smiled, lifting Daniel in his arms, carrying him bridal-style straight to Adrian’s room to avoid suspicion.


Whenever he woke, Alex had a proposal to make—one that could change Daniel’s life and situation forever.