The countdown started

An endless line of people kept pressing on Karlyle Frost. Times Square on New Year's Eve seemed to have no empty space. Even the black sky was colored by the brilliant light from the glamorous display panel. Karlyle looked around. Karlyle's annoyance was that the main culprit that led him here was not there. It seemed to be scattered through the crowd.

Person who drove Karlyle to Times Square in New York today was an immature child representing a client. He was also an omega. From the moment she saw Karlyle, she showed that she liked him. Karlyle spent about three days by his side, as he needed to treat the deal sparingly before finalizing it.

The man mentioned the New Year's Eve event because he wanted to spend the night with Karlyle. He seemed to think it was something romantic. But Karlyle Frost thought the word romantic made no sense. It couldn't be fun.

But your personal thoughts don't matter here. What matters is the outcome of the deal. To do so, Karlyle did not have the will to carry out his worthless self-interest. karlyle was obedient to the man. Perhaps when the flagship Times Square event ball drop is over, you will be lucky enough to go to the affiliated hotel.

He's sure it's a story of when he found himself again.

Karlyle was now a long way from the center of Times Square. Karlyle stepped back to prevent the people from advancing. It was stupid to find people here. The judgment of the situation is over. He decided it was right to get out of here and go to the hotel first.

10...

Before he knew it, cheers sounded faintly in the distant plaza. Screamscarried on the wind mixed with the smell of marijuana and beer.

9, 8...

I hit the shoulder. Someone passing by him stopped.

"I'm sorry. Are you okay?"

7, 6...

The shoulder was gently grasped. Following the direction of a concerned voice, Karlyle looked up. Someone was looking at him. First he saw a straight nose and good lips.

5, 4...

"Alright".

Their eyes met. At the same time, the lights went out. The open street lights, the scarlet street lights, and everything disappeared.

"It's a relief".

3, 2...

Everything was black around. I couldn't see the person's face. And yet Karlyle was convinced that they were making eye contact.

1....

The numbers of the new year exploded with force. The silence of the moment flashed. Karlyle's shoulder gave a little strength to his hand. Happy New Year heard a small whisper.

Did you know that in the United States they kiss on New Year's Day?

It depends on the region, but it is also common to kiss a stranger who was next to you. The face of the Omega came to mind, which spoke of the fateful New Year's kiss. But the person was not here. Instead, there was a stranger in front of him. Karlyle did not move away. The man slowly approached. There was a refreshing scent. Alpha . That's what he thought. He doesn't even remember touching the Alpha, but he didn't feel particularly rejected that day.

Then their lips touched.

The lips were lightly bitten with a soft touch. A faint shiver ran down her shoulder. Her mouth parted slightly with a groan of sigh. His tongue entered the hole. The soft kiss quickly turned into a deep kiss. The deeply tangled tongue was remarkably skilled. EKarlyle drifted without thinking that she was kissing a stranger she had never seen before.

The saliva came closer. He swallowed it without realizing it. The palm of the hand that was holding the shoulder grew stronger. A chilling sensation ran down the spine. ugh . As a sick moan broke out, a small smile showed her mouth. The man was petrifiedly relaxed. It felt dangerous. Karlyle's lips parted with an unidentified sense of crisis. The saliva that had not been cut flowed a little from the lips, I rubbed with my finger. Then the man grabbed the finger.

At the same time, the lights began to come on again. As it stretched out from Times Square, a group of lights gradually bulged and headed in the direction of the Karlyle. It was like a wave.

"Can you tell me your name?"

Looking at his hand, Karlyle pondered. Now the lights stretched out just ahead of Karlyle. It wasn't worth reconsidering . What do you mean by name? It's curious.

Anyway, I won't be able to see him again.

"Lyle."

Thinking so, Karlyle opened his mouth. Half true, half lie. It was his name his nickname of which nobody called him.

"Lyle, I'm Ash."

In the returned light, the man's face was fully visible. The black hair, which seemed to contain chestnuts, was a different temperature than Karlyle's. Straight forehead, soft eyebrows, downcast eyes.

Karlyle stopped breathing for a moment before the two different eyes.

"If you do not mind..."

Before the man finished speaking, someone grabbed Karlyle by the neck.

"I found it. Were you here waiting?"

He was the man she was waiting for. The smell of Omega that was felt on his back suddenly felt unpleasant. Karlylle did not turn her head. Instead, he looked at the lips in front of him, folded in a friendly way. Red lips wet from the kiss.

"Next time".

Karlyle said. He removed the finger he was holding.

"Until next time".

He told someone he would never see again. The man laughed. Ash, silent, mulling the name on the tip of his tongue. Karlyle's neck was pulled again.

"Let's go?"

Finally, he looked at the snow once more. Karlyle turned around as if to shake off his lingering feelings. His step was heavy. He kept wanting to look back, as if he had left something behind. But Karlyle brushed it off and followed the Omega, which was leading him with a scowl. He had no need to appease. Even if he pretended to be angry, he would feel better if he went back to the hotel and brought him to the point of melting.

Dry-faced, Karlyle took in the next dawn. The subtly aroused feeling was back to its old self.

Quiet, calm, without any repercussions, the same.

...you had a useless dream.

At five in the morning, Karlyle woke up exactly at the usual time. It was clear without checking the time. But something was different than usual. That's why he felt strange because the past he had forgotten came out of his dream. The snow covered his eyes with cold hands. He breathed out calmly and raised his upper body.

"...you are already awake?"

whispered Rupert, who fell asleep as if he had fainted. He seemed to wake up to the sound of turning in bed. Rising from the bed, Karlyle raised a glass.

"You can sleep more."

"You haven't slept much either."

Rupert is an omega with whom he meets once a year. It's the first time she's seen him in five years, so she hasn't seen him ten times, except for the times she's seen him in private.

Karlyle Frost is an alpha. And he lives a slightly different life than everyone else. half of his blood is aristocrat. Karlyle's mother had a marquis father. Marquess Frost, who is Karlyle's grandfather, was a very careful man in maintaining his lineage. He was a man who believed that only the aristocratic could produce dominant alphas, that is, 1% of the population.

For this reason, his grandfather forbade him to meet with the same Omega in each period of his Ruth. Being in the Rut, but not falling in love with the Omega that the family has not decided. As a result, Karlyle met a different omega for each month of heat. spent all his life like that

Sometimes when she got bored, she'd put on a suppressor. However, due to the work of a younger brother who suffered severe side effects from overuse of inhibitors, it was not a frequent choice. Karlyle's life consisted only of little things he could control and big things he couldn't control. The latter was work on inhibitors.

Karlyle did not return Rupert's concerned expression. Instead, I put a glass of water. Rupert accepted it. Thanks . He agreed with the words. 

Rupert, who was drinking water without saying a word, put down his glass in silence. Rupert, who had been sleeping looking at the bed he had shared with Karlyle showing signs of perturbation, opened his mouth a long timelater.

"But Karlyle......I have one thing to say."

"Please talk".

Rupert's brown eyes looked at him with shame. There was a moment of profound silence in the dark purple room. I thought I knew what to say. They had been having sex for hours, and it didn't make any sense that the other person didn't know about it.

"You couldn't, right?"

"What do you mean?"

he asked dryly, knowingly but pretending not to know.

"......you never did, Karlyle."

The sentence was extended by a word that changed more explicitly. With a face without a change of expression, Karlyle ruffled his hair. There was no sign of embarrassment on his cold face.

"If you mean the ejaculation number, that's right."

Karlyle admitted dryly. He hasn't been able to ejaculate since the night before when the Ruth started, all the way through sex.

"Isn't that......a problem?

"Did you feel uncomfortable during sex?"

"No, it was fine. It was good...... I think Ruth's Alpha is definitely the problem."

Karlyle agreed with him silently. It was the first time it came to this situation, but there have been signs gradually in recent months.

It has been taking a long time to ejaculate lately. Thanks to this, it was the other Omegas who were dying of pleasure. Karlyle, who did not enjoy sex at all, was also a pain in the ass.

At the time of the cycle, the body spews pheromones and heat, but the mind couldn't keep up. When he was aroused, he felt forced to maintain the relationship. She felt as if her body and mind, long out of place, were disconnected. Karlyle was sick of this mechanical sex drive.

The result was this situation.

"Well sir".

A slight irritation arose. This is because it was clearly expected to continue. The man will do what he was told.

"Mr. Milan, right? My contract was to inform Karlyle if anything happened."

"I know".

I returned the answer with a voice that still did not show any emotion. Karlyle picked up a mobile phone that was sitting next to the bed. He checked the time. He expected it to be 5:10, but the time was far beyond his expectations. It was six o'clock. If so, it means that the wake up time has been delayed. In short, he woke up late. 

Including the late time, she suddenly felt that her life, which had been closely intertwined, was suddenly out of place. Karlyle finally solidified his mouth into a sketch-like situation where the intercourse Alpha couldn't ejaculate. It didn't feel good.

It wasn't often that he got up late and felt depressed. His emotions were always straight. Neither bad nor good. It was a parallel, happy and unhappy.

"Call Mr. Milan when it's morning."

Karlyle left the bedroom with a word to finish business. Walking across the wooden floor that led to the bathroom, she thought silently.

The dream he'd had at dawn could be a problem.