This Omega Kisses Too Fiercely [Transmigration] - Chapter 4

The night was misty, and the massive bathroom was filled with steam rising from the hot spring water gushing on both sides of the pool.

Lu You lay naked by the edge of the pool, lazily propping up his head. Since the system had blocked his pain receptors, he couldn’t feel the injury to his abdomen at all. The soak was so relaxing it made him let out a long, satisfied sigh.

As the warm water washed over his sticky skin, his expression was the picture of contentment. It helped that his little servant, Luo Xinghe, was right there beside him, scrubbing his back and giving him a massage.

Having a future “big boss” scrub his back… this life was certainly something else.

He had gone from being utterly resistant just moments ago to enjoying every second of it. The transition to “this is actually great” had happened incredibly fast.

He was feeling dazed from Luo Xinghe’s careful attention. The back-scrubbing service was top-tier. Fine, he thought, a boss really is a boss, even his scrubbing skills are legendary.

He was so comfortable he drifted off into a nap without even realizing it. He completely forgot how nervous he had been earlier; now, he was sleeping like a baby.

Aiduoduo: “…” I’m so worried he’s going to get eaten alive.

Luo Xinghe was scrubbing absentmindedly, his attention entirely focused on Lu You’s body. The greed in his eyes was completely undisguised, like a burning fire tracing over Lu You’s pale back with a punitive intensity. His gaze lingered on every thin line of the boy’s back, tracing him inch by inch.

It was like a silent punishment for what had happened earlier.

He could tolerate Lu You humiliating him or cursing at him, but he could not stand Lu You constantly involving himself with others right in front of him. This time it had been Song Xi, which made it even more intolerable.

His gaze eventually settled on the back of Lu You’s neck.

Every moment of every day, he wanted Lu You to mark him. He knew Lu You suffered from “Mate Seeking Syndrome,” which was why he repeatedly found ways to release his pheromones to lure him. He wanted Lu You to touch him, and he wanted to test just how severe Lu You’s condition really was.

Just a moment ago, he had almost believed his pheromones had no effect on Lu You. If he hadn’t caught that suppressed expression on Lu You’s face at the last second, he would have been fooled. So, Lu You did feel his pheromones and was deeply affected, but he refused to admit it, maintaining that arrogant facade as if he wanted to keep Luo Xinghe crushed under his heel.

Thinking of this made him want to see Lu You beg even more. He wanted to pin that high-and-mighty posture down and make him plead piteously for mercy.

His dark-attribute pheromones weren’t supposed to manifest until he was twenty, but he had undergone an early differentiation and could already control the flow of his scent at will.

He wondered if, in the future, whenever Lu You was disobedient, he could simply release his pheromones to make Lu You look the way he did just now.

He attempted to release them again.

But before he could, he saw Lu You’s body tilt to the side. Reacting quickly, he reached out and caught Lu You by the shoulder, pulling him into his arms.

Lu You’s eyes were closed as he slumped against him, his cheeks flushed pink, already snoring softly.

Luo Xinghe: “…”

Amidst the swirling steam, he looked down at Lu You curled in his arms. The boy’s head rested right against the crook of his neck, looking incredibly obedient. The warmth of Lu You’s breath teased his scent gland.

Luo Xinghe clenched his jaw. That insatiable craving deep within his body was being stirred once more, waking up with every breath Lu You took.

Countless scenes of Lu You humiliating him flashed through his mind—that arrogant look, the way he always smiled like an angel while possessing the heart of a demon. Now, he was fast asleep in his arms, looking so innocent that it felt like an illusion, or perhaps a hint of what he could do to such an illusion.

Indeed, he took his revenge every night by punishing Lu You like this. After all, Lu You spent every day bullying him.

“Young Master, has no one told you not to play with an Omega’s scent gland so casually?” Luo Xinghe’s gaze deepened as he leaned down, pressing his neck against Lu You’s lips.

As if satisfying a hidden, dark desire, he rubbed his neck slightly against Lu You’s mouth, easing the discomfort in his own gland.

It took a long time for the urges he couldn’t soothe on his own to subside. He looked down at Lu You, whose lips were now reddened from the friction, his thoughts flickering between light and shadow.

Suddenly, he felt a bit ridiculous. This was the extent of his power, the only way he could “bully” Lu You. He let out a self-deprecating laugh.

Only when he reached that high position would he be able to bully Lu You openly.

Finally, his gaze drifted down to the bandaged area on Lu You’s abdomen. He gently slid his arms under Lu You’s knees and back to lift him up, then leaned down and pressed a soft kiss onto the bandage.

“How could Song Xi bear to hurt you?”

The moment he said it, he felt pathetic.

The next morning, the curtains of the enormous room were slowly drawn back. Sunlight spilled in as the automatic curtains parted, casting a luxurious glow over the golden decor.

On the ten-meter-wide King-size bed, a certain person who struggled with mornings was wrestling with the covers.

“Young Master, it’s time to get up.”

Luo Xinghe stood by the bed holding Lu You’s clothes, calling out to him repeatedly with tireless patience.

A single leg poked out from beneath the golden silk duvet. The leg was so pale it was almost blinding, and Luo Xinghe’s gaze suddenly turned heavy.

Lu You dawdled as he threw back the covers and sat up. His hair was a mess, but the chaos made him look strangely adorable. He sat in the middle of the bed with a blank stare, looking like he was going through an existential crisis.

After a moment, he remembered: Oh, right. I fell asleep while bathing last night.

Luo Xinghe approached with the clothes, ready to help him dress. When he met Lu You’s beautiful eyes, he saw they were misty and lazy. Lu You’s oversized pajamas were disheveled from sleep, slipping slightly off one shoulder.

Luo Xinghe’s gaze turned unreadable.

Aiduoduo: “Lu You, come back to earth.”

Lu You snapped out of it. Seeing Luo Xinghe waiting to serve him, his heart bloomed with joy. Hehehe, the big boss is going to help me dress.

So happy!

He immediately channeled his “scumbag Lu You” persona and naturally spread his arms. “Take my clothes off.”

So scandalous! So exciting!

This “boss training plan” was getting fun, especially since yesterday’s provocation had been such a success!

Aiduoduo:  This guy is unbelievable.

Luo Xinghe hid the darkness in his eyes and stepped forward to remove the pajamas. As the silk slipped from Lu You’s shoulders, his gaze—partially hidden by his bangs, followed the fabric down inch by inch. Lu You’s exquisitely beautiful body was slowly revealed to him. He greedily took it all in, but in the next second, he was consumed by hatred once more.

The darkness in his eyes seemed ready to devour Lu You’s defenseless, sleepy form.

If I can’t have him, no one can. Not even Song Xi. If I can’t have him, I’ll destroy him.

His gaze paused briefly on the wound on Lu You’s abdomen.

Lu You watched him expectantly. Does taking clothes off and putting them on really take this long?

He felt goosebumps rising. Luo Xinghe’s gaze was so intense even those thick bangs couldn’t hide it. That heat, like he wanted to eat Lu You alive, made him very uneasy, especially since he was currently bare.

Wait, is Luo Xinghe fantasizing about me?

Well, it makes sense. Scumbag Lu You is the kid’s ‘White Moonlight,’ after all. Fantasies are normal.

He shifted his body to try and dodge the gaze but accidentally irritated his wound. “Hiss…”

Lu You: “Duo, why does it hurt today??”

Aiduoduo: “Because you aren’t being ruthless enough. If you aren’t mean, you’re the one who suffers. Don’t go soft on Luo Xinghe, understand?”

Luo Xinghe nervously supported his arm. “Are you alright?”

As soon as he said it, he regretted it. He felt frustrated with himself, why did he keep going soft!

“Of course I’m fine. I’m an Alpha; what’s a little stabbing?” Lu You coolly brushed his hand away. “Hurry up and dress me. Don’t let me catch a cold.”

What’s a little stabbing?

Luo Xinghe looked down, his lips curving into a bitter arc. Indeed, it was nothing; he had only stabbed Luo Xinghe’s very heart.

He withdrew his gaze and knelt to help Lu You with his trousers and shoes. But as he knelt on one knee and held Lu You’s ankle, he was distracted yet again.

The vibrant rose tattoo on the ankle made the skin look even paler. It was a visual shock of pure beauty.

His gaze uncontrollably wandered over Lu You’s body, lingering on every inch of skin. Even if he hated Lu You to the bone, he couldn’t stop the longing that came from having once loved him so much.

As an Alpha, Lu You was indeed excessively refined. His slender ankles and beautiful arches were impossible to look away from. Held in one’s palm, they were like exquisite works of art that one might even want to kiss with deep devotion.

Every time he felt this way, he mocked his own absurdity. He was the one who swore revenge, yet he was also the one who couldn’t control his affection.

Bored, Lu You leaned forward, resting his chin on his hand as he studied the kneeling Luo Xinghe. He couldn’t resist reaching out to lift the “curtain” of Luo Xinghe’s bangs.

Luo Xinghe didn’t have time to react before his bangs were swept aside. Lu You was stunned by the face hidden beneath.

Perhaps such an intensely deep, mixed-race face wouldn’t be to everyone’s taste because it was too sharp and angular, carrying a hint of coldness and unapproachable ferocity.

The connection between his deep eye sockets and the bridge of his nose lacked any softness whatsoever. It was a very Western face, yet every inch seemed like a masterpiece carved by the heavens, possessing an Eastern elegance in the finer details. Though the silhouette radiated a certain ruthlessness, he was excessively handsome.

He remembered the original Lu You saying he hated Luo Xinghe’s looks because he didn’t look like an Omega. Now, he thought he understood. That kind of beauty was bursting with hormones; if it were revealed, it would likely overshadow any Alpha. No wonder the original host made him grow bangs.

But Lu You actually loved it.

It was exactly how he imagined Luo Xinghe should look—like a muse, full of masculine and handsome beauty. An image involuntarily flashed in his mind.

In a vast room like this, with sunlight spilling over the future, a knight-like man kneels before a prince, his heart full of devotion and his shoulders burdened with bravery, vowing a loyalty unto death.

The image felt strangely familiar.

“Cut your hair,” he said, tilting Luo Xinghe’s chin up with a smile. “Show your face. Let everyone see.”

Luo Xinghe’s hands were still tied up with Lu You’s shoelaces. He looked up and found himself drowning in Lu You’s incredibly gentle smile.

Lu You’s soft, chestnut hair made that smile look like an angel’s—healing, with the corners of his eyes crinkling and his red lips curving perfectly.

“I want everyone to know…” Lu You leaned down and whispered playfully into his ear, “Exactly what the fiancé I don’t want looks like.”

Luo Xinghe put on Lu You’s socks without changing his expression, seemingly numb to such games. But it was impossible not to be hurt; it stung, and he would remember every bit of this pain to return it to Lu You one day.

Lu You used his hand to comb all the hair off Luo Xinghe’s forehead, revealing his entire face. “Song Xi had a point. You aren’t pretty, you aren’t cute, your personality is bad, and you can’t even have children. Tell me, what use do I have for you?”

He used such a gentle tone to say words that pierced like a knife.

Luo Xinghe eventually stood up to adjust Lu You’s tie. He met Lu You’s eyes and said calmly, “Young Master, do not let me ruin your good mood for the day.”

He suppressed the surging emotions in his heart. He was waiting, always waiting—waiting for a chance to prove that Lu You was just like him, waiting for a chance to take his rightful place and seize Lu You for himself.

On that day, he would lock Lu You up and do whatever he pleased. He would crush that hypocritical smile into pieces.

Lu You: A boss really is a boss. He was completely unmoved by the provocation. Lu You thought his own words had been quite savage.

Aiduoduo: “Lu You, I’m updating Song Xi’s character info. He is the biological son of Luo Xinghe’s foster mother. He was placed there from a young age specifically to get close to Luo Xinghe. In the future, he will assist the person who was swapped with Luo Xinghe at birth—Luo Xinghe (the pretender) to take the throne. Please be careful with this Song Xi. If you can find a way to deal with him early, do it. Keep the plot within a range you can control.”

Oh?

He nodded in understanding. It seemed he would have to find a way to get even closer to this Song Xi.

Hehehe, time to stir up some trouble!

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