How Can Two Scummy Alphas Fall in Love - Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Han Fufu, who was walking ahead, didn’t notice the anomaly behind her, but the spearmint pheromone rapidly exploded in the air. As an Alpha herself, she knew that such a sudden concentration of pheromones meant only one thing…

Estrus!

The moment Han Fufu realized something was wrong and turned back, she met Qin Qiao’s crimson eyes.

The red immediately spread throughout the corners of Qin Qiao’s eyes, transforming her usually cool gaze into one filled with pure craving.

“You…” Han Fufu didn’t even finish one syllable before her nape was grabbed by Qin Qiao’s hand. With a powerful tug, her body swayed and she was suddenly right in front of Qin Qiao.

Qin Qiao’s eyes looked unfocused at the moment, yet the strength in her hand was surprisingly immense.

Her breathing grew heavier. Han Fufu knew the atmosphere between them was overly ambiguous right now and that they should quickly separate…

But driven by her private feelings of affection for Qin Qiao, she didn’t want to stop at this critical moment.

“Qiao Qiao…” Han Fufu murmured, a soft whisper that sounded like it came from a deity, filled with immense temptation.

In this moment, Han Fufu was the apple in the Garden of Eden, irresistibly enticing.

Qin Qiao was not entirely lucid. She only knew she was smelling the most desirable pheromone of her life. The person in front of her must be her beloved. She was the one being lured, wanting to devour the forbidden fruit.

The Alpha’s rationality, during estrus, had long since vanished. Furthermore, being induced by the pheromones, her entire being cried out for Han Fufu—she needed Han Fufu desperately.

For over twenty years, both Qin Qiao and Han Fufu had dealt with their estrus periods by hiding in safe houses and relying on suppressants. They were supreme, top-tier Alphas, symbols of the pinnacle of power. Their marks, their affections, were not something to be given away casually.

But now was different. Han Fufu had offered her precious affection, and Qin Qiao’s five senses were blinded by the sweet “Omega” pheromone of sandalwood.

Han Fufu watched Qin Qiao stare blankly at her, the reservoir of desire in her eyes threatening to spill over. She curled her lips into a smile, leaned close to Qin Qiao’s ear, and whispered again, “Qiao Qiao, I can satisfy your every desire.”

Qin Qiao’s pupils constricted. Her last shred of rationality was scattered by that sentence. She immediately pulled Han Fufu close, deeply consuming those scarlet lips.

The two slender figures moved as if dancing a waltz in the center of a ballroom.

Spinning, whispering, gazing into each other’s eyes—

To the rhythmic tick-tock of the clock, they slowly moved from the empty floor to the reception sofa.

When Han Fufu felt Qin Qiao’s embrace, the unrestrained possessiveness in her heart was finally satisfied.

In this moment, she genuinely felt that Qin Qiao belonged only to her.

Once desire is given an inch, it rapidly escalates.

“You smell so good. I like it very much.” Qin Qiao’s hand naturally reached toward Han Fufu’s scent gland.

This was the first time Han Fufu had been touched like this. No matter who she flirted with before, no one in the entire capital dared to touch Han Fufu’s scent gland.

Except for Qin Qiao. Only Qin Qiao could.

The moment they truly became intimate, Han Fufu couldn’t help but let out an uncontrolled sound. She had played with many Omegas, but it was always limited to kissing and hugging.

Any further intimacy and she would resist. In her heart, this level of closeness could only be offered to the person she loved most.

As the dominant partner, Qin Qiao’s movements were also slightly clumsy. Had she not been so starved, she would never have been this eager.

Even though she was inexperienced, she was exceptionally gifted, quickly discerning Han Fufu’s preferences.

No one dared to disturb Han Fufu’s office.

It wasn’t until the sun had set that Han Fufu finally couldn’t take it anymore. She shoved the suppressant she kept in the office into Qin Qiao’s mouth, and only then did Qin Qiao quiet down.

The two embraced, huddled on the sofa, breathing heavily.

Qin Qiao fell asleep due to the suppressant. Han Fufu, exhausted, rested against Qin Qiao’s warm body and slept alongside her.

It wasn’t until the night was pitch black and this office was the only one lit in the entire building that Qin Qiao woke up.

The moment Qin Qiao stirred, Han Fufu was also startled awake.

They looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

Qin Qiao picked up the clothes draped over the sofa backrest. After dressing neatly, she leaned by the window and lit a cigarette.

Smoke dispersed. Qin Qiao squinted at the glowing ember in her hand, her thoughts as elusive as the smoke.

Just when Han Fufu didn’t know what to say, Qin Qiao spoke first.

“What’s with your scent?” Qin Qiao looked at Han Fufu’s reflection on the window glass, voicing her question.

Han Fufu lowered her head and saw that the instrument bracelet had opened during their earlier passionate movements. It must have fallen onto the carpet while they slept after they finished, and the switch had automatically turned off.

“I wanted to help you with your condition, so I asked Director Liu for this pheromone-altering device. The switch is too sensitive. I must have accidentally bumped it and activated the instrument. My pheromone scent is turning into an Omega’s because of this.” Han Fufu reached out to Qin Qiao. “A cigarette, let me have a puff.”

Qin Qiao didn’t move, only saying, “I’ve smoked it. You don’t mind?”

Han Fufu leaned against the sofa, stretching her body. “Hey, our relationship is not ordinary anymore. We’ve kissed countless times. Would I mind smoking a cigarette you’ve already touched?”

Qin Qiao was silent for a moment, then turned to Han Fufu and said, “I’ll light you a new one. This one is almost finished.”

“Forget it then. I remember you told me to smoke less anyway.” Han Fufu picked up the clothes on the floor and tossed them aside again. “My clothes are all dirty. You were too impatient. You managed to throw all my clothes onto the floor.”

“You have clothes in the inner room of your office, right? I’ll get them for you.” Qin Qiao said, then walked into the inner partition.

Han Fufu watched Qin Qiao’s retreating figure walking into the dimly lit area, feeling there was something strange about her demeanor.

Before Han Fufu could think too much, Qin Qiao came out with new clothes and personally helped Han Fufu put them on.

During the process of changing clothes, their eyes accidentally met. Qin Qiao’s throat was dry, and she couldn’t help but seek more from Han Fufu.

After a brief, intimate interlude, Qin Qiao seemed much more normal, speaking without hesitation. She even joked that Han Fufu tasted good and that she would have made a move sooner had she known.

Hearing Qin Qiao say this, Han Fufu’s anxiety finally subsided, replaced by a touch of joy.

“With us like this, you probably won’t need an Omega to treat your pheromone addiction disorder, right?”

Qin Qiao moved her body around, finding that the back-and-forth with Han Fufu did indeed help her condition greatly. She felt more refreshed than after meeting her usual Omegas.

She looked up at Han Fufu under the light, smiling ambiguously. “You are indeed very good. I probably won’t need them anymore.”

“That’s good. This way, I won’t have to worry about you being constantly bothered by Omegas anymore,” Han Fufu smiled genuinely, a look of unbridled pleasure. “After all, no one would dare spread rumors about the two of us. Am I right?”

“You are.” After cleaning up, Qin Qiao reached out and took Han Fufu’s hand, helping her stand up. “Let’s go. It’s getting late. I’ll take you home.”

“You definitely need to take me home. My whole body is sore,” Han Fufu complained delicately. “Next time, it’s my turn. You really got off easy this time.”

“Next time?” Qin Qiao repeated.

Han Fufu nudged Qin Qiao with her elbow. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. Let’s go.” Qin Qiao said no more.

Han Fufu was still immersed in the joy of the earlier encounter and didn’t notice the subtle inconsistency in Qin Qiao’s behavior.

Han Fufu was in a great mood after being sent home. Furthermore, her physical exhaustion led her to have a rare, peaceful night’s sleep.

Since truly crossing the line with Qin Qiao, Han Fufu had become busier. She had to join a film crew. In pursuit of an award, she fully dedicated herself to the acting.

The filming schedule was tight. Han Fufu often worked overtime to leave the set early.

Several times she desperately wanted to contact Qin Qiao, but the tight filming schedule made it inconvenient.

During a break from filming, Cong Sheng happened to enter the set to report on company work to Han Fufu.

Han Fufu didn’t immediately ask about the company. Instead, she asked, “How is Qiao Qiao? How has she been lately?”

“CEO Qin? I’m not sure. Haven’t you been in contact with her?” Cong Sheng was curious.

Han Fufu sighed. “The director wants us to focus on filming. Our phones are with the logistics staff. Unless there’s a special call, I can’t touch my phone.”

“Even if you wanted your phone, the director wouldn’t stop you,” Cong Sheng said.

Han Fufu took the work files from Cong Sheng. “For the sake of the award, I naturally hold myself to a high standard. Sigh, it’s strange, though. If no one gave me my phone, does that mean Qiao Qiao hasn’t called me these past few days?”

“Uh… maybe CEO Qin is busy,” Cong Sheng said vaguely. While he was busy working two days ago, he saw Qin Qiao downstairs at the Gu Corporation building. Qin Qiao was talking to a beautiful woman.

Cong Sheng was a smart man. He felt his boss was overly concerned with Qin Qiao, so he chose not to mention this.

Han Fufu didn’t ask further, assuming Qin Qiao was preoccupied with work. She casually flipped open the file and read it carefully.

Just as her entire attention was focused on the company documents, someone burst into her private resting room without knocking.

“Movie Queen Han, it’s bad!” The person was the head of the logistics department.

Han Fufu was annoyed at the interruption to her work. “What is it? Why are you panicking?”

“Movie Queen Han, please look at this trending topic first.” The manager showed his phone to Han Fufu.

The top trending topic was about Xu Ran’s fall from the building, immediately followed by a post suggesting the mastermind behind Xu Ran’s fall was a certain Movie Queen.

The second post didn’t explicitly name Han Fufu, but every word pointed to her.

Many people online were gossiping, saying that Xu Ran’s fall was coerced by Han Fufu.

“These things, shouldn’t they have been suppressed already?” Han Fufu muttered to herself.

The manager didn’t hear what Han Fufu said. He rushed to say, “The set is currently surrounded by a lot of media. Our studio is temporarily constructed, and the security isn’t good enough. I’m afraid the media might rush in directly.”

The studio was built in a forest in the outskirts of the capital. All the equipment was temporarily assembled, and many areas were easily accessible.

Security was utterly insufficient.

“Where are the guards? Not enough people?” Han Fufu asked.

The manager looked distressed. “Not enough. It’s difficult just to hold back the media at the entrance…”