Mistaken ‘O’ is a Crazy Gorgeous Boss - Chapter 53

This was not a straightforward statement but a declaration laced with command.

As the last syllable faded, the cramped secondary bedroom was invaded by the rich fragrance of lily of the valley, and Qu Zhen’s senses were filled with Shen Zhikou’s pheromones. The fever burned away her rationality, and with immense effort, she asked in a low voice:

“Sister, have you… really thought this through?”

Once the arrow leaves the bow, there is no turning back. Once this boundary is crossed, it cannot be halted until five days later.

Five days, one hundred and twenty hours, seven thousand two hundred minutes. Every second of that time, they would be deeply entangled in an uncontrollable tide of passion.

The redness in her eyes grew more pronounced. Just as Qu Zhen waited, Shen Zhikou’s hand reached behind her ear and gently removed the black bite inhibitor.

With a clatter, the metal bite inhibitor fell to the floor.

Shen Zhikou cupped her burning cheeks, pressed a kiss to her lips, and softly repeated the words she had spoken on the night of their parting a week earlier:

“It’s okay, pass it to me.”

Qu Zhen’s cough had long since healed, and in that moment, she understood what “pass it to me” truly meant.

Take the initiative.

An alpha needs to take the initiative.

An alpha who takes the initiative makes an omega feel more secure.

This was knowledge Qu Zhen had learned from netizen Z and Dr. Fang. After repeatedly confirming and receiving an affirmative answer, Qu Zhen pulled Shen Zhikou into her embrace, her right arm wrapping around her slender waist while her left hand cupped the back of her neck, kissing her with a possessive intensity.

Her lips were warm, and so was her tongue.

As an S-class alpha, her innate talent in this area allowed her to kiss more deeply and passionately than ever before. Even after the kiss ended, she did not let go, instead scattering light kisses across Shen Zhikou’s cheeks, nose, forehead, and the corners of her eyes, as if marking her prey within her territory.

“Sister,” her voice was hoarse, “should we take a bath first?”

Shen Zhikou’s breathing had yet to steady. “What do you think?”

The words of the person in her arms always left Qu Zhen with endless room for imagination. Her fingers tightened slightly around Shen Zhikou’s waist as she lifted her and carried her into the master bedroom, without loosening the restraints on her hands.

The master bedroom was nearly twice the size of the secondary bedroom. Qu Zhen set Shen Zhikou down beside the wardrobe and opened the door to fetch her nightwear.

Apart from her slightly ragged breathing and flushed cheeks, Qu Zhen appeared no different from usual on the surface.

Shen Zhikou understood that her little alpha was still restraining herself, still resisting and holding back, still cautious, unwilling to harm her.

She’s really being excessively well-behaved, she thought.

“Sister, do you want to…”

Shen Zhikou stepped closer, leaning her weight against Qu Zhen, and whispered into her ear:

“What if I don’t want to wear any of those?”

Qu Zhen’s eyes darkened like ink. She pressed her lips together, clearly still clinging to the last shreds of her rationality, refusing to let the remnants be completely crushed by her estrus.

“Then… I’ll buy you new ones in a couple of days,” she said softly. “For now, let’s pick one you like to change into, okay? Sister.”

“Can’t I wear yours?”

“Y-Yes, you can.”

Shen Zhikou turned slightly and pointed to a loose black satin shirt in the corner. “That one.”

“Okay.”

Qu Zhen agreed to everything, helping her take out the shirt and pushing open the compartment for intimate wear so she could choose for herself. But Shen Zhikou whispered something in her ear that made her face flush with heat.

“Okay.”

Shen Zhikou kissed the corner of her mouth. “Good girl.”

This bath was just like the one on Star Island, she helped Shen Zhikou with everything she could, temporarily freeing her wrists from their restraints. She obeyed her words, meticulously applying and wiping, then helped her put on the black shirt and re-cuffed her hands.

By the end, her head grew increasingly dizzy, and the gland at the nape of her neck burned hotter.

Those thoughts buried deep within, the kind that would make her reflect in shame just by thinking of them, surged like a midnight tide until the sea surface became turbulent and wild.

The scene inside was blocked by the curtains, and both could hear the sudden downpour, like an omen of drastic change after tearing up an agreement.

The dim master bedroom was lit only by a nightlight. The sound of lingering kisses, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, filled the air. The Omega in the black shirt lay back, receiving the alpha’s kisses, her porcelain-white cheeks tinged with a faint blush, her captivating gaze utterly enchanting.

“Still doubting?”

“What?”

The phone on the bedside table buzzed. Qu Zhen paused briefly, walked over, and set both phones to Do Not Disturb mode. When she returned to her spot, she was caught off guard as Shen Zhikou pushed her down by the bed, then straddled her, looking down at her from above.

“You still doubt my intentions, don’t you?”

Qu Zhen couldn’t handle it. “No, I just want you to feel better.”

Even though the upcoming special period was bound to be unpleasant, she still prioritized Shen Zhikou’s feelings, wanting to give her a less miserable memory. She didn’t want to hurt the one she loved. After clarifying her own feelings, she had decided to cherish her in every way, ensuring she was happy every day.

Even if she shed tears, it would be from joy and delight.

After hearing her explanation, Shen Zhikou took her hand and guided it to the last button. She knew Qu Zhen liked to undo them one by one, just like with the uniform last time, each floral crystal button had been meticulously unfastened by those slender hands.

She asked unhurriedly, “What did I say in the secondary bedroom?”

“You said… I could do anything I wanted to you.”

“Then why aren’t you being good?”

She reached out to touch Qu Zhen’s lips. The chain between the silver handcuffs jingled, then fell against Qu Zhen’s collarbone, like ice meeting fire, sending a shiver through her.

Shen Zhikou’s fingertips brushed over Qu Zhen’s red lips, then slipped inside like a fish playing in water, touching the soft center. Her eyes darkened, her fingertips growing damp, almost unable to conceal the possessiveness that might frighten Qu Zhen.

“Naughty children who don’t listen won’t get any candy,” she hinted.

Qu Zhen was on the verge of breaking. “Sister.”

“Are you acting spoiled?” Shen Zhikou seemed to smile. “Only good puppies get to act spoiled.”

The suet-white jade at her waist shimmered with a delicate luster. When the topmost button came undone, the Omega’s next words caused Qu Zhen’s rationality to completely collapse and overflow. Their positions reversed, and three thousand strands of black hair cascaded like silk across the bed. Every spark ignited by the Omega in her arms spread like wildfire, consuming every inch of their beings.

In each other’s eyes, they saw the reflection of their impassioned selves. Over and over, they lingered in their intimacy, losing track of time.

…

Because Shen Zhikou had shattered all the suppressants, the intertwined scents of hyacinth and lily of the valley lingered in the apartment for the next five days without dissipating.

For the first time, Qu Zhen understood the meaning of the phrase “unending exhaustion.”

She was usually adept at restraint and self-control, but in this state of complete loss of control, her actions had nothing to do with either of those words.

She made Shen Zhikou cry, covering every inch of her body with her marks, sparing not even her ankles, where a rose-colored imprint bloomed.

It was as if white porcelain had fallen into a sea of roses, staining it with a rich, vibrant crimson.

Fortunately, on Wednesday evening, after work, Qu Zhen had gone to the supermarket and filled the empty refrigerator, ensuring they didn’t have to rely on takeout for every meal during those five days.

During her moments of clarity, Qu Zhen would cook in the kitchen as usual, preparing all of Shen Zhikou’s favorite dishes. Sometimes they would eat together in the living room, and other times she would carry the food to the master bedroom, holding Shen Zhikou and feeding her bite by bite.

She knew she had been too rough during her high-heat period. In her fleeting moments of rationality, she would apologize repeatedly to Shen Zhikou, kiss her fingertips like the most devout worshipper, and tell her over and over again how much she loved her.

The fourth day was no different.

It had been a week of overcast, rainy days. Waking in the evening, Qu Zhen drew the curtains slightly open. A fine drizzle brushed against the windowpane, and the flowers in the vase by the wall had begun to wilt at the edges.

The television screen played the latest sci-fi movie. Shen Zhikou, dressed in a black silk robe, nestled into the sofa like a lazy cat.

Qu Zhen emerged from the kitchen, bringing their dinner to the coffee table before sitting beside Shen Zhikou. She instinctively scooped a spoonful of soup and brought it to Shen Zhikou’s lips.

“Sister,” she coaxed, “I just made this soup. Have a little to warm your stomach.”

“Mm.”

Shen Zhikou shifted closer. As she turned her head, her long hair swayed gently, revealing a swan-like neck adorned with rose-colored marks of varying depths. Even the hollows of her collarbones were not spared. The marks from the first day had already faded, but these would likely take two or three more days to disappear completely.

Qu Zhen averted her gaze in embarrassment and asked softly, “How does it taste?”

“Delicious.”

“Then I’ll make it for you again, Sister.”

Shen Zhikou called out, “Zhenzhen.”

“Yes?”

“I have to go back to work in a few days. Some of these marks can’t even be covered by a high collar.” Worried that her little Alpha in her sensitive period might overthink, Shen Zhikou reassured her, “You can still leave marks tonight, but could you place them a bit lower? Baby.”

This wasn’t something Qu Zhen could control.

But she repeated the words in her mind three times, committing them to memory before nodding. “Mm. I’ll listen to you, Big Sister.”

“Are you still uncomfortable anywhere?”

The ambiguity of the past four days seemed endless. Qu Zhen could clearly sense how much Shen Zhikou cared for her during her sensitive period. Perhaps it was the influence of the temporary mark, but this concern made her feel a little… jealous during her moments of clarity.

The moment the thought surfaced, Qu Zhen herself was surprised, she was actually jealous of herself. That was so unlike the old her.

“For now, everything’s fine.”

“Mhm.”

“And you, sis?”

Shen Zhikou knew what the little alpha was worried about. She turned her head and kissed the alpha’s dimple, speaking softly, “I’m the same.”

Qu Zhen’s ears flushed red. “Last night… did I make you uncomfortable, sis?”

“Do I have to answer?”

On the screen, the movie had been playing for less than half an hour, and the plot was growing tense and thrilling as the world expanded. Qu Zhen’s mind wasn’t on the movie, she didn’t even know who the main character was. Her heart and eyes were entirely focused on Shen Zhikou.

“I want to know,” she expressed without hesitation. “I care a lot about how you feel.”

Shen Zhikou met her gaze calmly. “The correct answer is to remove the word ‘not’.”

The volume of the movie fluctuated with the scenes, and at that moment, it was particularly loud. Yet Qu Zhen felt certain it couldn’t drown out the sound of her own heartbeat.

Her heart pounded like a drum, her voice as faint as a mosquito’s hum. “I understand now.”

“Understand what?”

Qu Zhen knew Shen Zhikou was teasing her again. Not only that, she had also noticed that Shen Zhikou loved seeing her flustered and at a loss. And because Shen Zhikou enjoyed it, she indulged her. But after spending so much time together, she had grown a little wiser.

She avoided the key point and replied, “I understand how you feel.”

“And how do you feel?”

Before Qu Zhen could answer, she sensed something unusual in her body. The familiar high fever swept over her again, the feeling of her consciousness being stripped away, her rationality drifting further and further, abruptly descending once more.

“Sis.”

Her voice and movements grew unsteady. “I… I’m going to turn into a bad kid again.”

Shen Zhikou observed her, taking responsibility for having broken all the suppressants, and patiently soothed her. To make the little alpha in her estrus period feel more secure, she was indeed more proactive than ever before.

Proactively embracing, proactively kissing, proactively teaching her what true comfort was, and proactively indulging those turbulent desires.

Qu Zhen’s worries were not unfounded. With the high fever unresolved, she was more dangerous than usual and more like an alpha. Only three parts of her rationality remained; the other seven parts were pure possessiveness.

The movie reached its climax, the sound effects particularly jarring.

As the protagonist fell into danger, attacked by a giant monster, the delicate Omega was held in the tall alpha’s arms, her waist swaying like a willow branch in the wind.

A piercing scream echoed from the speakers. On the screen, the protagonist used equipment to climb to the top floor, and the camera briefly paused on her gazing into the distance. The Omega’s voice was somewhat drowned out by the movie’s sound, but the alpha could still hear it clearly.

“Zhenzhen.”

After a pause, the protagonist returned inside the building. The alpha turned her head and kissed the person in her arms. “Mhm, sis.”

“It’s a bit… too much.”

Two voices overlapped. On the screen, the protagonist’s teammates were feasting, surrounded by piles of supplies. The scene mirrored reality, the dishes on the coffee table looked fresh and vibrant, the candy jar was filled with colorful wrappers, and three fewer packets remained in the silver box beside the drawer.

Alpha’s gaze flickered slightly, her kisses and fingertip movements never ceasing, the greed in her voice completely exposed.

“Sister,” she coaxed softly, “I’ve swallowed it all.”