This Alpha Is So Devoted to His Wife - Chapter 58

The sun rose and the moon set; days and nights blurred into one.

He was crazy.

This Alpha was acting like a mad dog.

During the daytime, he was so kind to him, afraid that he might scrape himself or that he would shed a single tear. Now, on the contrary, he insisted on making him cry, and the more he cried, the crazier he became.

He wouldn’t even let him go to the bathroom.

…

It was bad enough that this mad dog was in his own rutting period, but he was forcibly driven into heat as well. The Alpha’s pheromones penetrated his posterior gland; his blood gradually incorporated the scent of the other man, leading to the repeated, complete marking process through penetration of the reproductive cavity.

From the initial attempts to argue, to the subsequent scolding, he finally just resigned himself and lay still.

Duan Yu’luo  thought that he might be nailed to this bed forever.

If he didn’t die, the moment he woke up would be Lu Xinghe’s day of doom.

…

Ding-dong, ding-dong—

Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong—

The sound of the front doorbell rang incessantly and urgently, betraying the anxiety of the person pressing it.

At this time in the bedroom, the AO pheromones that had intensely permeated the air for seven days were like spilled perfume, rich and strong, mixed with other scents, along with the sheer mess in the room, showing just how wild these seven days had been.

The last round of activity was barely half an hour ago, but things had finally quieted down.

Soon, the bedroom door was knocked upon by the person outside.

“Young Master Lu! Young Master Duan! Are you two inside?!”

The Omega nestled on the Alpha’s chest was jolted awake by the insistent doorbell and knocking.

Lu Xinghe slowly opened his eyes; the deep redness in his gaze had not yet faded. He held the trembling Duan Yu’luo in his arms, his expression cold as he looked at the door. He raised his voice:

“Stop knocking.”

The bodyguards outside the door: “…”

As soon as the words fell, he felt Duan Yu’luo startle.

Lu Xinghe felt it and quickly lowered his head to comfort him: “Baby, I wasn’t being fierce to you.”

Duan Yu’luo moved his finger, then closed his eyes again. Finally, gathering all his strength, he weakly forced out a few words: “…Lu Xinghe, you are dead.” Then, he sank into a deep unconsciousness.

He silently thanked the people at the door for saving his life.

Truly, thank you.

The Omega in his arms was covered almost entirely in frantic hickey marks, like a doll that had been worn out from play. Because of the seven-day-long heat and enduring the other’s rutting period, he was utterly exhausted and had fallen into a deep slumber.

Moreover, the posterior gland was marked with the Alpha’s teeth, a clear sign that this was a marked Omega.

And not just there.

Lu Xinghe stroked Duan Yu’luo’s slightly distended lower abdomen, knowing that this area had endured more than seven days of complete marking. He figured that this guy must completely despise him now. Normally, he couldn’t bear it, and when he still had a shred of reason, he wouldn’t let Duan Yu’luo cry; if he cried, he would stop.

But the rutting period was completely new to him. His body was like an awakened, starved beast, desperate to tear the other man apart. Crying only heightened his excitement.

He accidentally…

…went too far.

Heart aching, he kissed Duan Yu’luo’s tear-reddened eyelids: “I’m sorry, baby.”

…

Half an hour later, the bedroom door finally opened.

The bodyguards outside had been on the verge of breaking the door down, fearing for their safety when they received no response to the knocking. But as the door opened, Lu Xinghe stood braced against the frame, wearing a black T-shirt, looking down at them with a gloomy expression. His muscular arms bore scratch marks, and an overwhelming, aggressive Alpha pheromone scent wafted out.

They knew perfectly well why they hadn’t seen the couple leave the house for days, and now they desperately wanted to turn around and flee.

They wished they could chop off the hands that had just been knocking.

It was all the fault of that young man with the full beard at the door.

“Nothing is wrong. No need to worry too much. You may leave.” Lu Xinghe’s voice was low and hoarse, and while his tone was clearly displeased, he managed to calmly address the bodyguards, suppressing his temper.

After all, these bodyguards were arranged by Duan Yu’luo’s family, and he couldn’t make things too difficult for them.

If he hadn’t glanced at the wall clock, he wouldn’t have realized that seven days had passed since that night. His cell phone and all electronic devices were dead and turned off, so it was understandable that they were worried and couldn’t find them.

“Understood, sir. We primarily came because a gentleman at the door, who claims to be Young Master Duan’s colleague, was worried that Young Master Duan hadn’t come to work for seven days.”

Lu Xinghe thought of Jacek (捷克), the man who had rescued Duan Yu’luo. He murmured, “I’ll speak with him.”

He was a kind-hearted Alpha.

And hopefully, he had no romantic interest in Duan Yu’luo.

Jacek was standing downstairs, pacing anxiously, occasionally slapping the back of his hand into his palm. He looked up at the luxurious small Western-style house, a little stunned amidst his worry for his missing colleague.

Jacob actually lived here.

This house was reportedly sold at an auction for a sky-high price of 1.3 billion.

Heavens, Prince Bennett must really love Jacob to buy such an expensive house.

“Jacek.”

Jacek heard someone call him from behind and turned around, seeing Lu Xinghe, whom he hadn’t seen for days. At first, he thought nothing of it, but as he got closer, the powerful Alpha pheromones made his scalp tingle. Suddenly, he seemed to realize something.

His eyes widened: “…The reason I couldn’t reach him wasn’t because you two were—”

“Yes. I apologize for making you worry. Jacob will need to take time off for a while. I’m afraid I must trouble you to inform Manager Huo; I will also contact him.” Lu Xinghe took out his car keys: “I didn’t have a chance to thank you last time for saving Jacob. I haven’t driven this car yet. If you don’t mind, it’s a gift to you.”

As he spoke, he opened the garage door.

Jacek looked over. The garage was filled with top-of-the-line luxury cars. He immediately spotted a top-spec black G-Wagon. The moment the headlights came on, it looked like a roaring beast. He was dumbfounded. Giving it to him? A top-spec version? Very, very expensive.

“Oh, no, no need. I only called an ambulance and called you; you really don’t need to—”

Before he could finish, the car key was forcefully pressed into his hand.

“Thank you for calling me. You deserve it.” Lu Xinghe gave him the key without another word and patted his shoulder: “Please do me the favor of taking care of Jacob in the future. He has an allergic constitution and cannot eat eggs.”

“Oh, oh.” Jacek still hadn’t recovered from the shock of this reward, staring blankly at the car key in his hand. My god, how did he become the proud owner of a Mercedes-Benz in just a few minutes?

“I still need to go take care of him. We’ll make plans to meet another time. You can drive the car away now.”

Jacek: “.” Oh, heavens.

Helping others brings true joy.

…

Two days later.

The scent in the bedroom had gradually dispersed, leaving only the Omega who had been unconscious with a high fever for two days.

Duan Yu’luo felt like he was wrapped in a furnace, scalding hot. This persistent physical sensation made him instinctively resist.

“…No more, Lu Xinghe…”

“…You are dead.”

He covered himself tightly with the blanket, trying to find some sense of security. But the moment he moved, his entire body ached. It felt like his bones were broken, and the pain brought tears to his eyes.

Lu Xinghe walked into the bedroom with freshly warmed milk and found Duan Yu’luo completely covered by the blanket, curled up inside it. He walked over, placed the milk on the bedside table, and happened to hear the muffled, tearful murmur from beneath the blanket.

He sat on the edge of the bed, placed his hand on the pillow, and pulled the blanket down.

He then saw that Duan Yu’luo was crying, his eyelids still swollen, though he was not fully awake.

Lu Xinghe’s heart immediately twisted. Crying even in his sleep—how frightened must he be? That made sense. The marks on his body hadn’t faded at all after two days. He had indeed been too rough. Now the fever was gone, but he hadn’t woken up. When he did wake up, he didn’t know how long he would resent him.

Just as he was about to pick Duan Yu’luo up to feed him some milk, he noticed the man stirring awake.

Duan Yu’luo groggily opened his heavy eyelids. The moment he saw Lu Xinghe, it was as if he remembered something. His expression instantly changed, and he closed his eyes again.

Pretending not to see him.

It was too terrifying; that memory where he could still almost physically feel the sensations.

“Are you uncomfortable anywhere, darling?” Lu Xinghe lay down on his side, pushing the sweat-drenched hair back from his forehead: “You’ve been asleep for two days. Your fever just broke. Do you want to get up and drink something? I’ve warmed up some milk for you.”

Duan Yu’luo’s throat stung when he heard “milk.” He tried to raise his hand, but it was too sore. He could only lean closer and bite Lu Xinghe’s chest, biting hard. Then, through clenched teeth, he spat out: “I won’t drink it. I’m full. You sick pervert, I feel like I’m meeting you for the first time.”

It was too terrifying, too crazy.

He really had been forced to drink a lot.

Never in his life had he seen Lu Xinghe like this. He never thought Lu Xinghe would be like this. How afraid was this man usually of his tears? In the rutting period, he actually demanded that he cry. If he stopped crying, he would force him to. A devil. A pervert.

“I heard you swearing at me.” Lu Xinghe let him bite; it wasn’t a strong bite. He stretched out his arm and hugged him close: “Did I scare you?”

The rutting period was indeed an explosion of pressure that had built up for a long time, catching him off guard. He hadn’t even expected it to trigger Duan Yu’luo’s heat.

With this double stimulation, his loss of control had become completely irrational. He had thoroughly demanded all the deeply buried desires from the other man.

Because of this, he had obtained an unprecedented sense of security throughout the rutting period, and it was all given to him by Duan Yu’luo.

“Very, very scary.” Duan Yu’luo released his mouth. He was too tired to bite, so he rested his head on Lu Xinghe’s bent arm, closing his eyes in exhaustion. He managed to poke him with one finger: “…Don’t ever do that again. It was horrible.”

Lu Xinghe reached out and held the finger poking him, lowering his head to kiss it several times: “I understand.”

Duan Yu’luo instantly pulled his hand away and opened his eyes, staring at him warily. His mind recalled what Lu Xinghe had done with his fingers, and his eyes welled up with tears again. He pulled the blanket up to cover his face and choked out:

“…Lu Xinghe, you really are such a pervert.”

Oh, heavens, the more he thought about it, the crazier it got.

Lu Xinghe laughed helplessly, his eyes full of indulgence: “I’m sorry.”

“That’s useless. All your apologies are lies. You said ‘I’m sorry’ so many times that night, but an apology is just an apology.” Duan Yu’luo laboriously dragged his broken body to turn around, facing away from him: “I don’t want to look at you for now. I need to calm down.”

He needed to drive those images from his mind.

He needed to live a life of simple, pure desires.

“I was wrong.” Lu Xinghe couldn’t stand being given the cold shoulder. He embraced him from behind, burying his head in his neck: “Baby, I truly know I was wrong.” As he spoke, he gently pressed his lips against the back of his neck, inhaling the scent of the neck he had just marked.

Duan Yu’luo’s body stiffened. Suddenly remembering something, he sharply twisted his head: “Wait, you’ve completely marked me?!”

Lu Xinghe: “I…” Just as he was feeling remorseful, he felt his face being cupped.

“Then I can tell your grandmother that I’m already carrying your child.”

Lu Xinghe: “?”

Duan Yu’luo gritted his teeth, straightened his painfully swollen waist, and let Lu Xinghe help him. Once seated, he declared angrily: “I refuse to believe it. Will she really try to silence me with money now?”

Let’s see who can out-money who.

He hadn’t been sitting up long before his waist felt weak.

Lu Xinghe quickly hugged him, simply lifting him onto his lap. He picked up the milk from the bedside table: “Drink a little first. The housekeeper made lunch. Do you want to go out and eat, or should I bring it in?”

“Do you think I’m in any condition to go out right now?” Duan Yu’luo glared at him. He didn’t need to look to know what he looked like.

He took the milk and drank it all in one gulp.

He was truly hungry.

“Fine.” Lu Xinghe indulged him, watching him finish the milk in one go. Some moisture clung to his lips. Images from the past few nights involuntarily surfaced in Lu Xinghe’s mind: this guy kneeling before him, crying and cupping the objects in his hands, saying he couldn’t take any more.

Duan Yu’luo’s back instantly tensed. He slowly turned his head, glanced down at the area behind him, then looked up at Lu Xinghe with an expressionless face: “Calm down. Put away your weapon.”

Lu Xinghe smiled, taking the glass cup: “Understood.”

He would try his best.

Duan Yu’luo then slowly moved to sit on the edge of the bed, not standing up, easing the lightheaded feeling. Just as he was about to get off the bed, Lu Xinghe grabbed him.

“What are you doing getting out of bed?” Lu Xinghe told him to sit tight, then got out of bed himself and stood in front of him to prevent him from falling.

Duan Yu’luo remembered something else. He looked up and stared at Lu Xinghe: “I need to go to the restroom.” As he spoke, he glanced at the carpet by the bed, which had already been replaced. His ears gradually turned red, and he couldn’t help but whisper “pervert” again.

Just as he finished swearing, Lu Xinghe grabbed him under the armpits, lifting him face-to-face. He instinctively wrapped his arms around the other man’s neck.

Lu Xinghe let him curse; he truly had been a beast these past few days. He carried him to the restroom: “I’ll carry you.”

“Lu Xinghe, I’m never going to forget that you wouldn’t let me use the restroom.”

“I know I was wrong.”

“You need to understand that when a person is in dire need, it’s easy to lose control. You really made me… feel so embarrassed.”

“How could it be embarrassing when you’re with me? It was very cute.”

“Shut up.”

“…” Hmm.

Lu Xinghe was scolded by this ancestor all the way from the restroom back to the bedroom, and he accepted it.

He thought back and admitted that he truly had been awful.

In normal times, he wouldn’t dare. The moment this ancestor shed a tear, he would stop.

But…

…He found his crying too incredibly moving.

Clap—a slap landed on his face, a rather forceful one.

“What are you smiling about? What are you thinking to be smiling like that?”

Duan Yu’luo was brushing his teeth when he saw Lu Xinghe standing next to him, smiling like a fool. He immediately knew what he was thinking. He decisively raised his hand and, unable to resist, slapped his cheek. His eyes warned: “Don’t you dare think about that again.”

Lu Xinghe laughed and pulled his hand down, kissing his palm: “Don’t hit me; you’ll hurt your hand.”

Duan Yu’luo pulled his hand away, bent over to spit out the toothpaste foam, rinsed his mouth, and washed his face. Then, he lifted his water-beaded face and looked at Lu Xinghe, once again expressing his feelings: “Lu Xinghe, I truly didn’t expect it. I’ve known you for seventeen years, and you look like a decent man, but in reality…”

He couldn’t even think of a word to describe him.

“A cultured rogue?” Lu Xinghe leaned against the sink, offering a description.

Duan Yu’luo glanced at him, smiling yet not smiling: “You’re quite good at describing yourself. A human face but a beast’s heart suits you better.”