Desire Me If You Can-Chapter 20

A year is definitely a short time, but sometimes it can be a very long time. Dane, who arrived at work on time, burst into laughter at the sight of Grayson and another female employee joking around in front of him.

He had already seen this exact scene over and over again. It was almost as if he had fallen into a time loop.

But of course, that couldn’t have happened. The most obvious evidence was that the other employee’s face had changed each time. This time, too, the other employee was stuck with Grayson, and his colleagues watched helplessly. Eventually, DeAndre exploded because he couldn’t stand it anymore.

“I can’t stand this.”

The men who were sitting around checking their personal equipment looked up at DeAndre, who was gasping for breath and jumping up. DeAndre pointed to one side and spat out.

“Are you guys okay? Are you just going to sit there and watch that every day?”

In the direction DeAndre pointed, Grayson Miller was flirting with a new female employee.

Grayson Miller, a large man, had one hand in his pocket, a relaxed smile on his face, and whispered something in her ear. The female employee in front of him tilted her head slightly, lightly brushing her long hair. She focused on his story with a bright smile and sparkling eyes. Her small shrug of her shoulders gave off a natural sense of friendliness. She smiled shyly and lightly brushed her arm, or twirled her hair with her fingertips, responding with interest.

The air flowing between the two seemed natural, as if they had known each other for a long time. Everyone who had turned their gazes at that sight turned their eyes back to DeAndre. Ezra looked up at him with both hands spread wide among the bewildered guys. As if asking what he was going to do.

“That kid is messing up our organization right now! Are you just going to leave him alone? Are you just going to sit there and do nothing?”

The response was still lukewarm. The men who had been blankly blinking their eyes reluctantly opened their mouths one by one.

“Then what are we going to do...? What can we do?”

“Are you saying we should catch Miller and beat him up?”

“I agree with beating Miller up, but isn’t it wrong to catch him and beat him up because he’s popular with the girls? Anyway, if the girls won’t do it with us, what can we do...?”

“I went on a date with Allie last week. Anyone can do it if they try {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} hard.”

Everyone’s attention was immediately drawn to someone’s sudden confession. The person who spoke already had a confident smile on his lips. He was stroking his chin with one hand, his attitude seemed to be deliberately relaxed, and his slightly raised eyebrows gave off a strange sense of pride.

“Oh, he’s pretty good at it.”

“This kid! When did he do something so cheeky?”

He puffed out his chest, feeling even more confident as he was met with applause and jeers from all around.

“It’s proof that not all women are just after Miller. We’ll go on a date next time, too. I picked a nice restaurant.”

“Buy flowers for your dates. I always gave her roses.”

He nodded and answered Wilkins’s advice.

“When I told the florist that I was going on a date, they made it for me. Last time we went on a date, Allie wore a green dress and it was really sexy.”

The men cheered and cheered for their colleague, saying, “Oh!” but to DeAndre, it was just a pitiful sight.

“You little punks!”

He shouted and suddenly turned around and walked away. The surprised colleagues hurriedly got up, looking at his back. Was he going to fight Miller? Should he stop him? Or was he just going to the bathroom? While all sorts of thoughts were running through his head, he suddenly headed in the wrong direction.

“Huh?”

Wilkins let out a bewildered, dumbfounded sound. While everyone else was watching with the same mindset, DeAndre suddenly stopped walking and shouted.

“What the heck? Aren’t you all going too far? How could you betray us!”

The female employees who had gathered and were checking their personal equipment all turned to look at him. They all looked bewildered by his sudden anger. However, although his courage to bravely barge into the women’s space was quite admirable, their reactions were cold.

“What do you mean, betrayal? Speak so I can understand.”

Priscilla, the leader of Team B, stood up and asked. DeAndre hesitated and stepped back as he saw his colleagues standing up one by one with a fierce attitude, but when he turned his head, the male employees watching him came into view. DeAndre, who couldn’t retreat because of his pride, stood back up and puffed out his chest, pretending that nothing had happened.

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“I asked you out on a date three times and you rejected me! It’s not just me, we’ve all been rejected! How can you do that to someone you’ve only known for a week when you’ve been together for years and you’ve turned your back on us so coldly? You’re all traitors, traitors!”

However, the women all responded cynically to DeAndre’s angry shout.

“So.”

Valentina, who was standing behind him, stepped forward and spoke.

“In the end, you’re asking me why I sleep with Grayson Miller but not with you, right? Do you all think the same?”

DeAndre flinched at Valentina’s blatant question, whom he usually worshipped. The men standing behind him shook their heads in confusion at his gaze.

“No, we’re not that bad.”

“I’m just curious, maybe curiosity.”

“Hey, I’m not even curious. There must be a reason. Deandre, what are you doing? Just come, quickly.”

Ezra made a quick gesture, but Deandre stood there and waited for an explanation. The more you do that, the more miserable you’ll become! The men watching from behind all thought the same thing and pitied him, but there was no other way. The women laughed at the lukewarm attitude of the men who didn’t actively pursue him, perhaps because they were curious about what kind of answer he would give.

“He’s handsome, and he has good manners.”

“Is that all?”

When Deandre asked as if he had been waiting for Valentina’s words, Liz answered this time.

“Grayson is actually affectionate and kind. He’s easy to talk to. It was the first time a man sympathized with what I said.”

“What?”

Deandre, as well as the men watching from behind, were surprised by those words. What does this mean? Another woman spoke to them, who were flustered.

“And it seemed like she could read my mind. She naturally caught on to what I wanted and what I wanted to hear. She approached me without making me feel burdened, but her attitude made me feel sincere? It wasn’t just that she was gentle on the outside, but she was really considerate in the way she cared for the other person.”

“That’s right, isn’t it amazing? On top of that, she listened to everything I said, so I fell in love with her in that moment.”

The women who had dated Grayson nodded in agreement here and there. However, DeAndre still couldn’t understand what they were saying.

“Extreme alphas are psychopaths! But you say you empathize? That’s ridiculous. You must be mistaken!”

Despite DeAndre’s protest, the women’s response was cold. As if no matter how much you talked, nothing would change for us.

“I wanted to sleep with an extreme alpha. It’s a special experience, isn’t it?”

They thought that they couldn’t understand, so they gave another reason. When Liz said that, the agreement continued.

“That’s right, and it’s the first time I’ve ever seen an alpha. And sex, of course I’m curious.”

Seeing the nods here and there, DeAndre was dumbfounded and couldn’t speak. Valentina snickered and looked at DeAndre.

“Don’t you get it? Women can be as wild as they want as long as there’s no risk of pregnancy.”

“An alpha controls fertilization. How cool is that? You can have such great sex and not worry about getting pregnant.”

“I see why men are so crazy about sex. They can enjoy it to their heart’s content because there’s no risk of pregnancy.”

“If it were men who got pregnant instead of women, you’d be forced to be careful.”