IN THIS CAGE || HOONSUK (on-hold)

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"M-master Hoon? W-what do you mean? T-this omega belong to you?" I looked at Jo Bokyung who is stuttering and stumbling over his words. He sounded shocked with his mouth hanging open and his eyes wide in disbelief. "I hate to repeat myself," I said to him, as I lit another cigarette and took a deep inhale. The feeling of nicotine entering my lungs is relaxing for some reason.

"Master Hoon, can you please reconsider? Look at him,  he is very thin and sickly looking. If you want a slave, I could  find someone better than this omega." Jo Bokyung said to me pleadingly. I gave him the coldest stare.  My lips are pursed together in a tight line showing how annoyed I am. This guy dares try to talk me out of my decision. Why is he so against I have that guy as a slave when he's considered an omega? I look at the slender man who's slumped on the floor and doesn't even dare to lift his head once. Jo Bokyung has been saying that he was an omega ever since he laid his eyes on him for the first time. Even before there's an alpha that emits his pheromones that makes omegala submit to them willingly.

I inhale another drag of my cigarette, then exhaled slowly, letting it out through my mouth, forming a small cloud.

"I hate having a negotiation. You know that," I spoke with a low, intimidating voice before leaving him with no other choice. I walked out of the bathroom without sparing him any glance after pressing the cigarette butt inside the ashtray beside the sink.

"You! Are you just staying there like that or what?! Get up, damn it!" A few steps later, I stopped as I heard Jo Bokyung's voice echo all over the bathroom. I am not even stepping my foot out of the door frame.

"Omega, you heard him," I said, not even bothering to turn my head back. "Y... yes, master!" I heard the man replied. His voice sounds soft and timid, but he sounds desperate. I could hear the sound of footsteps following me a few seconds later.

"Master Hoon! What's taking you so long?" I gagged as I open the door of the room. The scent of sweat, alcohol and something else wafted all around me making me scrunch my nose in disgust. Kwon Hoseong scurry moves from his sit and quickly stands, trying to welcome me in with a smile plastered all across his face. His hand busily fixed his shirt while his hair looks messy.

"Oh, Master Hoon, there you are," Bon Guk's voice resounded throughout the room. I turned my head at him. He's still sitting on his seat, with a pipe in his hand, and a smirk plastered on his face. His expression seems amused, which annoys me. He then glances at Kwon Hoseong and gestures his head toward me. Seems to understand his gesture, Kwon Hoseong who is standing by the side hurried towards me. He then takes a bottle of champagne, "Master Hoon, let me pour this drink into your glass," he said. I just ignored him. I walks closer to the table, and my eyes finally caught a figure lying on one of the couches, with his pants rolled down his legs. The figure looks familiar. It's the same omega male that was serving us earlier. Suddenly, a strong smell hit my nose, I couldn't bring my feet to get any closer. The white stuff surrounding his mouth makes my insides stir.

Suddenly, a loud gasp comes from my side, it was Kwon Hoseong. "Hey, you dimwit, wake up!" He then rushes towards the omega. His face looks worried. He repetitively exchanges glances between the omega and me. I could notice the omega's chest rose up and down rapidly as if he was running and he was shivering slightly. His skin is pale and sickly looking. The scent coming from him is getting stronger. I retreat a few steps back.

Plak! A loud slapping sound resonated inside the entire room. Kwon Hoseong slaps the omega's face, hard without putting any feeling to it. He just keeps slapping the unconscious guy and shouting incoherent curses at him. No reaction from the said guy, only the sound of Kwon Hoseong's continuous slap.

Kwon Hoseong then looks at me. "Master Hoon, I- I can explain," he says between panting. His eyes are shaking and his whole body trembling. He gulps his saliva.