Omega Caesium: The Billionaire's third son

Chapter 7: Protect you

Unlike the white tuxedo I wore on the mission, I was now wearing a simple black pajama. Appearing to be someone who was about to go to sleep. But, oh my good heavens, what was he doing inside my room?

"Yeah, I'm back...cough" with a clack! I closed the window, and with only the light from the moon, I hid my arm behind it, doing my best not to grunt in pain. The hot blood came down to my hands and straight to the floor. It was a tiny flow that would be hard to notice in the dark room.

The wound was shallow but long, and it was obvious if I wore short-sleeved clothes, which luckily I did. Such a fortune; why now of all times?

"Can't you read the sign?" Vand was silent, and only our breathing dared to make noise inside the dimly lit room. "You can leave now. I want to rest."

But Vand did not move. This alpha, how dare he not listen to my order? It was the same in the morning, and now he was doing it again.

"It smells blood." He took large steps towards me and took my arm hidden at my back. "Urghh!" Does he have a dog nose?!

"What happened?!"

"I was scratched when I climbed the wall," I said. It was the only thing that came to mind. Vand led me to the chair to sit, open the lights, and look for the first aid kit in my room. When he came back, he suddenly turned pale.

This was the only time I could stare at my wound, and the image shocked me too. There was dried blood already and flowing blood that, at first glance, would look serious, but honestly, it was just a shallow wound!

Novy did not even make a fuss when I said that was fine.

Looking at the wound intently at first, he took the cotton and a wound cleaner liquid, dabbed my wound gently, and covered it with gauze... silent until the end.

He returned the kit and sat in front of me. In his hand was a wet towel, and he wiped my face with it. "That was a knife wound," he said softly.

I kept my mouth shut.

"You have blood in your hair." His hand held my head while he was wiping my hair, "and you did not flinch while I was cleaning your wound."

I'm so stupid. I was about to be exposed at this rate! Azul, that bastard. He better not wake up for the next six months!

"Caesium," Vand put the towel on the table and held my hands while kneading it. "I am your bodyguard for a reason. Next time, bring me with you."

"En."

I had my head dropped; I could only look at the floor. As I said before, I was an assassin for only two years, and I still have my clumsy side. I can hide my identity, but Vand was making me want to expose myself.

His aura, his voice, his eyes, and the way he holds me now make me want to be vulnerable.

"Remember, I am here to protect you."

But Vand wanted to protect me because it was his job, not because he felt the same way about me. It hurts, but I can't force him to like me back. I mean, I did everything to seduce him, but he did not take the bait.

"En."

I don't have anything to say. I don't want to speak anymore, or I might say stupid things again. I want to rest and be alone, but I also want Vand to stay with me until I fall asleep.

While I was lost in thoughts, two sturdy arms lifted me and tucked me under the blanket. "I'll stay until you sleep." Was he reading my mind? How did he know what I wanted?

"En."

I closed my eyes, but my fingers were interlocking into his. I felt good just knowing he was there, but it was also painful knowing that he was there but not mine. Vand just sat there; he did not ask how I got the wound or where I went; he just sat there until I fell asleep.

In a hazy moment, I feel soft flesh touching my forehead, but it was so fleeting that it could also be my illusion.

When I woke up the next day, security was on high alert after the news of Azul being beaten and hospitalized was announced. It was all over the newspaper, the internet, and television. Father had to call us three for an urgent meeting.

"You all heard, right?"

"Yes." We answered in unison.

"Azul Van Ale was from a minor family of the Van Dale clan; what happened to him last night was alarming," Father said. How can I tell my father that it was my doing? Will he get angry, or will he be proud of me?

"Hydro, Silver... don't play outside for a while. No, omegas, betas, or even alphas. Be careful!" Father, how about me?! Tell me not to play with alphas too!

"I will never taste anyone outside! I'm faithful, father." What faithful? Was my brother in a relationship?!! He's been fishy lately.

"What do you mean? Do I have a sister-in-law, now?" It would be good if Silver found his mate; it would be easier to introduce my mate later, sigh... but the alpha that I like doesn't like me back.

"A brother-in-law."

Oh. So, it was a male omega: "Introduce me; we could go shopping together!"

"Ahem! He likes guns..." Boring. No, it's not! I could learn more from him, but my brother might not allow me. Tsk!

"Anyway, be careful. And you, Caesium, don't play outside for a while. I'm afraid this is also related to the suppressants we are developing." The suppressant was developed because of me, and the restriction was caused by me. Great!

Caesium, you are one great omega!

We were restricted from attending events; I had to attend school with Vand sitting beside me, and Hydro went to the company with ten more bodyguards. Silver was the only one happy to stay at home. He isolates himself in the security room with the chief.

Does he not get suffocated by the grumpy chief inside? I could never stand it.

From school, I had to directly go home, or my father would nag at me non-stop. I feel like a prisoner, but then again, I am to blame for this! I did that to Azul, which resulted in us being restricted. Sigh. Later, I will ask Novy not to hurt them so much so Father won't panic.

The research was fifty percent completed, according to Hydro, and when it reaches seventy-five percent, it will be tested to further enhance it until it is one hundred percent ready to be released to the market.

In just fifty percent completion, other companies were already after us. If it reaches seventy-five, what action will they take? I'm hoping everyone can resolve it fairly and legally. I want a free double life.

"Babe!"

I was walking with Vand on my side towards the parking lot when a hand grabbed me on my shoulder. Since I was a trained assassin, I sometimes moved before thinking, so I held that hand, moved a step backward, lifted the person, and slammed him on the ground.

Bam! Never tap an assassin's back, ever!

"Cough! Cough! You- still the same."

"Oxy?!"

"I finally found you, baby."