Black Card Debt: Daddy's Little Thief (Omegaverse bl)-Chapter 53: Lion in the tiger’s den

Taesan’s POV

My little thief...isn’t really a thief?

Fascinated by his weak rage, the tip of my fingers dance along the fine line of his face, the round eyes, the small nose, his lips...this omega...why is my chest aching for him in a funny way.

’Mine’ that irritating word returns and I let out a breath to keep my sanity...fuck, I’ve been doing this too much these days.

Instead of wanting a cigarette between my fingers and smoke heating my lungs, my fingers are aching to hold him, to make him cry some more, give him strength and make him...

"Please" Seoha whimpers and my eyes drop to where his hands are folded in a fist by his side, the tears falling from his closed eyes are stunning.

So every time he held on and begged me to not go was never because he was playing me, it was because he was hurt, because he needs a force to ground him just like I need to be force that grounds.

I am no saint, hell, I robbed him against the wall of an elevator, took his virginity and left him on the floor without thinking.

But that fucker, Daeshin, took advantage of him in more ways than one...just like my grandfather did with my mother, like the entire world does with every omega...and like I want to do with him right now.

The skinny man makes a small sobbing noise at the back of his throat and my blood heats up with animalistic want.

My alpha swells with the primal need to take control of him and my cock jerks in my pants, slowly hardening for him, my hands are never clean, but I have never struggled like this before.

"FUCK" I curse and punch a hole into the wall right above the omega’s head and he bends forward to hide from me, but instead he presses his warm body into mine.

A fucking trouble magnet, can’t he see I’m trying? With anger I step away from him, and he falls to the floor sobbing and clutching his chest.

"Get up bodyguard, work resumes tomorrow, today, you learn everything" I say coldly, like my alpha is not clawing to pick him up and scent him till he turns into a submitted mess on my lap.

I need him strong too.

"Get up" I growl and he pushes himself to his knees, still breathing hard from his tears, the omega stays on his knees with his hand to the floor and his head bowed.

Like a dog.

Tigers and dogs don’t belong together.

"In this world, there is no space to be soft, no room to cry" I say and he looks up at me, his eyes are like a fucking trap, innocent, wet...and fuck, when I get every one of them that hurt him.

"I’m sorry" he says, his scent souring in a way that sparks my alpha’s dominance.

I can’t be here with him anymore, and with barely suppressed rage, I pick up my journal from the table and throw it to the floor in front of him.

"Learn" I hiss and walk out of the room, cock throbbing and mind filled with the sight of the omega on the floor, each step I take away from the study where his scent is, feels like torture.

Finally out of the suffocating corridor, I run into Choyeon, Jaemin’s cousin and Sooin’s only half sane relative, the woman places both hands on my arms.

"Oh...Taesan oppa" she exclaims but doesn’t step back, "I didn’t see you there...are you okay?" she asks and I growl at her, not in the mood for her games.

She and Jaemin are the same people in different bodies, she is only here because Sooin needed the scent of a mother figure for her heart...it’s almost time to kick her out.

"Get out of my way" I hiss and she puts her hands down. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"I just wanted to inform you that your grandfather is in the house" she says curtly and I freeze, my head snapping to the corridor I just came out from, the room where the omega is in.

Shit.

"When did he get here?" I ask her, forcing myself to stay composed, "it has been at least ten minutes" she says and I curse under my breath.

He is here, one crack in me means too many chances to be subdued; ’my boy, only the strong survive, and do you know the strong?’

’The most dangerous’ grandfather once said to me.

I need my cane, I need my cigarette, I need Sooin...and Seoha to be far away from us now.

"Tell your staff to stay out of the way" I say to Choyeon and walk past her, I have barely made it to the stairs when I hear the loud crash coming from down the stairs, he’s furious.

With my shoulders square, I walk faster, clenching and unclenching my fist as I move.

The mad man is in the middle of my living room with his silver cane held up, there is a small hole in my T.V, put in there by the long cane.

The man turns away from his next victim.

"Grandfather" I growl as he holds the cane just inches away from the painting of my mother, the one I drew from memory.

At my interruption, the man lowers the cane and smiles at me, gold teeth reflecting the white light of my house.

"Finally, the tiger is out to play" he says and comes to me, walking around me in circles like a beast circling his prey.

He is a beast, but I am no prey.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I ask him and he laughs before his entire composure changes, "YOU!" he roars, his entire frame shaking with the harsh noise.

"Five trillion won business down the drain, because of you!" he says and hits the already damaged tv with the end of his cane again.

"And so? Two hundred children killed this year because of you" I snarl at him, sliding my hands in to my pocket, and his rage melts away completely.

"Oh my mountain tiger son, is this who you are trying to be?" he asks and my chest rises and falls with swallowed anger.

"MY BLOOD RUNS THROUGH YOUR VEINS" he shouts and hits me across the face with his cane; I growl at him as blood fills my mouth but don’t fight back...not yet.

He is the beast that tames the beasts...

"You will be me whether you like it or not" he says in a calmer voice and stomps his cane to the floor, "I already told you, I have no business being like a monster" I say and he pulls his phone from his pocket to look at it.

"School shooting hasn’t been on the news-" he starts.

"GRAND FATHER" I shout and grab his collar.

"You dare put your hands on me?" he asks and I hold him tighter, seeing red around the edges of my vision, "don’t you dare talk about my daughter" I roar in his face and he smiles.

"Follow me" he orders and I don’t want to...

But I have to.

I let go of his collar and follow him, when I look up, my eyes meet wide brown eyes.

’Don’t do anything stupid’ I beg him with my eyes.