Before heading over, I stopped by my place to grab a change of clothes. You Yan had his driver wait for me downstairs. I hated making people wait, so I dashed upstairs and packed in a hurry.
“What’s the rush?” My mom frowned. “You smell like a mess of pheromones. Are you messing around out there?”
She knew I was working as a bodyguard for a big star, and I didn’t have time to explain.
“Don’t say that, Mom. I’m just going on a business trip with my boss.”
She actually looked a little disappointed.
Ever since my sister’s wedding, she’s been trying to set me up. Sure enough, she started nagging again.
“I have a friend whose daughter just started working—she’s a beta too. You should meet her, okay? Or the nephew of one of my dancing buddies—he’s a really pretty omega, just… already marked…”
“Mom, I’m fine with whatever. You arrange it.”
I zipped up my bag and hurried out the door, brushing off her matchmaking attempts.
You Yan’s apartment was on the top floor, with a view of the whole city at night.
“There’s no extra guest room, so you’ll have to sleep with me. My bed’s big, we won’t be crowded.”
I pointed at the empty second bedroom, confused.
“That’s my parents’ room. They don’t come often, but they’re clean freaks, sorry.”
I pointed at another empty room.
“That’s for the cat. It probably wouldn’t like someone else’s scent.”
I hadn’t seen any pets since I arrived. “Where’s the cat?”
“Haven’t bought one yet.” You Yan hesitated, propping his chin on his hand. “Are you a dog person?”
What kind of answer was that?
He clearly didn’t want to make up an excuse. Whatever, I’d only be here a few days—sharing a bed wasn’t a big deal. Still…
Even if I’m not sensitive to pheromones, I’m still a hot-blooded guy. With someone like You Yan, a top-tier omega, it’s hard to guarantee I’ll keep my cool.
“Are you always this trusting with people…?”
I looked up and was caught off guard by the sight of his bare upper body. I forgot what I was about to say, my mind blank as I stared at his pale, lean muscles.
“Hmm?” You Yan tossed his clothes into the laundry basket and turned to me. “I don’t like being too restricted at home. You don’t mind, do you?”
I forced myself to look away, holding back as long as I could. When he climbed into bed and even moved his pillow closer to me, I couldn’t help but wonder—
Does he think I’m harmless, or is he… flirting with me?
The thought startled me so much I turned over and faced away from him.
The bed rustled as he shifted closer, his body heat radiating toward me. I subtly scooted away, but he just moved closer.
“…Aren’t you worried I’ll do something to you?”
He chuckled softly, his voice muffled under the covers. “I trust you.”
Why did that sound so uncomfortable?
Maybe he noticed, because he added, “I trust you enough to give you my whole self.”
Even I could sense the subtle flirtation in his tone.
How was I supposed to respond to that?
A top-tier omega celebrity falling for his beta bodyguard? For what?
My looks? There are plenty of alphas better built than me.
My stability? A beta’s life is calm, but maybe that’s boring for someone like him.
Or maybe he just likes the “poor guy” vibe?
While I was overthinking, You Yan pressed his chest against my back, loosely wrapping his arm around my waist.
My whole body tensed. I fought the urge to throw him off and took a deep breath before saying, “You Yan, this isn’t in our contract, is it?”
“Sorry, I can’t fall asleep without holding something.”
Guess I was overthinking.
Big stars like him probably never lack for bed partners. I felt his warm breath on the back of my neck.
“You smell really good.”
I scooted away again and reminded him, “I’m a beta. I don’t have pheromones.”
“Mhm, it’s the body wash I bought. It suits you.”
Suddenly I wondered if You Yan was about to go into heat.
With years of experience caring for omegas, I immediately got alert, trying to remember if I’d packed any suppressants.
As I drifted off, I realized You Yan always seemed so composed and elegant—I couldn’t imagine what he’d be like if he lost control.
After a while, I heard his steady breathing. I turned to look; he was already fast asleep.
He really had no defenses at all.
Chapter 06
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