The little wild cat of the third young master of ABO

As the general manager of a leading company in the pharmaceutical industry, he has a secret.

In this elite company, as in the rest of society's upper-class establishments, it's all A's.He has the looks, body, brains, grace, and length that stand out in the A's—but he's a fake A.

His father, brother, and sister are all iron A who rolls in the underworld in C City. He was born and grew up so that no one doubts his identity as A, including himself.Everyone thought that he was too young to be in love with O's estrus, until that day his elder brother thought he had a new idea and brought a new celebrity in the romantic scene, O, to have sex for him.

Red Man O had another big official's entertainment that day, but his brother tied him up and took him away without saying a word. He put on a lace black eye patch and bow tie and took him home.As a result, the whole family and even the security confinement wife were irritated, and only he, the one who received the gift, still remained expressionless.

The family members finally felt that something was wrong, and called a private doctor to take a blood test for an identification - the third young master was B.

His father, a 50-year-old gangster, cried to his mother on the spot, "Are you behind my back?"

"Back your mother's head, if my chrysanthemum is penetrated by a second person other than you, I will have no penis!"

The fucking tantrum managed to stabilize the scene, and the doctor explained that this is normal and don't worry.That's the way it is said, but everyone clearly understands the difference in social attitudes between A and B. After paying the doctor's fee for the hush money, they are silent.

A cautious young voice came from the corner amidst the silence: "Well, if there is nothing wrong with me, can you let me go?"

It turned out that the little lace gift was still there, and the family's eyes immediately turned hard.

His sister looked at his brother, "Shut up?"

His brother also played with a calm voice, "Don't waste it, rape first and then..."

"You're almost done." He rubbed his temples, walked over to untie the gift, "What's the big deal, just pretend to be A when necessary."

"But this butt seller heard it, does he really want to keep it?" His father raised his bearded head and said in a jerk.

Immediately, he was answered by a soft and ruthless male voice, "Oh, what happened to the ass seller? If I hadn't been kidnapped to sell my butt, would you have met me? Do you look down on the ass seller? Do you look down on me?"

"How is it possible, baby..."

As soon as mom made a sound, dad would be scared, and his brother and sister could only roll their eyes.

He took off his coat and put it on the young man in his arms, "Anyway, I won't hang out in City C in the future, he won't hinder anything, let him go." After speaking, he beckoned to the confinement wife to take him out.

After wrapping up his clothes, the young man clenched his lower lip and opened his almond eyes with some trepidation. He looked back at him with a complicated expression, and when he lowered his eyes, his brush-like eyelashes kept shaking.

Surrounded by rough A, it was the first time he saw such a clean young man with a full grip, his heart moved slightly.

"What do you mean you don't hang out in City C?" The gangster coaxed his wife to ask seriously about his youngest son.

"I'm not interested in the underworld."

The excellent youngest son didn't want to inherit the family business. The mafia boss was about to make a fuss, but his wife threw him into her arms, "If you think you don't have enough heirs, I'll give you another child. He can live as he wants."

Having said all this, of course most of my temper disappeared, and my wife picked up the pink bow that fell on the ground and wrapped it around her neck twice, sarcastically lazily and sexy: "Well, why don't you dislike me? Selling butts, it doesn’t matter if you create a human right now.”

……

So the only gift he got on his birthday was knowing that he was a fake A, and being disgusted by his parents every day.

Hate birthdays ever since.

******

Later, he went to university in the most prosperous J city, and successfully became the general manager here.The basic prerequisite for joining the company is A. He still has to pretend to be A. Fortunately, this is a very simple matter for him. He just needs to act like a beast when O is in heat. He is already good at other aspects. It is A in A.

On this day, the boss’s birthday, all the employees of the company, after having a formal meal in a luxurious restaurant, went to the largest romantic venue to have a good time. The Mange Hall has the most complete O resources in the city, from muscular men to White-faced scholars, from intersex people to twins, as long as you have money, you have the ass you want.

Years of forced estrus made him feel a sense of alienation from sex. While suppressing his disgust, he vigorously pumped/sent in the mouth of the man below him, squinting and counting the fake crystals on the ceiling.

It's all fake.

The O that the boss ordered for him seemed like he hadn’t been fucked by anyone in 20 years. While helping him to drink, he took the bottle neck to open up behind him, and the saliva dripped down his jaw all the way to the erect penis.The companion next door was half-cool, came over and took a sniff and said intoxicatedly, "The general manager is so lucky, this little celebrity has just entered the estrus period, and the pheromone is so fucking sweet."

He couldn't feel any sweet pheromones, he could only smell the stench of the whole room, but he still licked his lips symbolically, and patted the twisting buttocks of the people below like driving a cow.

Little red man?The poor little gift from a few years ago suddenly flashed in my mind. Is such a clean child also sold in this way?What's going on in that museum in City C now?Or has he already done someone's show... Thinking about it, he felt a desire to go back to City C, so he secretly took out his phone to book a flight back home.

The person under him suddenly let go, raised his head to look at him, his appearance was somewhat feminine and gorgeous, he pouted and complained: "You are too powerful, why have you grown a lot, come in directly~"

Without changing his expression, he secretly hid his mobile phone under the pillow, and pointed at the man's mouth, "I think the back is dirty." After speaking, he continued to pump/send without doubt.

Unwillingness soon met with retribution.

After the party, he was about to get home, his lower body was sticky and uncomfortable, and he couldn't wait to take a shower, but suddenly found that his mobile phone was still left in the hotel, he couldn't help but cursed and turned back immediately.When he got there, he was too lazy to go through the formalities and parked in the dedicated parking lot. He parked the car at the side of the alley not far away, and walked quickly into the hall to get his mobile phone.

Because their company is all golden VIPs, no one dared to take the mobile phone privately when tidying up the room, and respectfully put it in the dust bag waiting for him to pick it up.Because of its long history and the sensitivity of its own business, the Mange Hall is located in an old city where there is no law and order at all. Outside the bright lights, there is a dark area where rape and robbery are frequent.

When he passed by the alley, he encountered a group of hooligans blocking a young man. It was nothing more than a pitiful thing. He glanced at him and passed by indifferently, walked to the next alley and got on the car.

Turn on the car lights and prepare to start, a black figure suddenly sprang out, lying on the hood of the car in a smooth manner, the face stuck to the front window of the car was mostly covered by the over-long hair and dirt, only a black and shiny couple could be seen Almond eyes and pale thin lips: "Please help me! I, I was accidentally in heat outside, and the group of people behind want to fuck me!"

Sure enough, the group of people, disheveled and shouting, chased them out from the back alley. He sighed, opened the sunroof while driving the car, and told the little wild cat trembling in front of the car: "Climb in by yourself."

The little wild cat crawled very slowly, covering his sight from time to time, but fortunately there was no car accident.As soon as the man fell into the co-pilot, a smell of rotten food permeated the car, and he still couldn't help frowning, so he could be raped?I glanced at it intentionally or unintentionally, and I couldn't see the appearance, but there was a thick neckband on the neck, which should be to prevent myself from being forced to rape.

The little wild cat yelled in pain and kept saying thank you, his voice sounded like a child under twenty.

He was thinking about how to send him directly to the police station or ask for an address that didn't seem to exist. The little wild cat suddenly quieted down, his gaze stayed on his face, and he hesitated to say: "You, you are the third young master of the underworld. ?”

His breath was stagnant, and he hadn't heard this name for a long time after leaving City C, "How do you know?"

The child uttered again with gnashing of hatred, "Not only do I know, I fucking know——You are a fake A."

There was still no fluctuation on his face, and he turned the steering wheel steadily: "Who are you?"

"The third young master is so forgetful, you don't even remember your birthday present?"

The sound of sudden brakes is particularly harsh in the middle of the night.

"Aren't you in City C?" He looked at the dirty little wild cat in front of him, but couldn't find any trace of the clean boy.

"It's not thanks to your good brother." The young man glanced at him with a sneer, and when he looked away, he accidentally fell outside to the only lit door on the right. The "police" was particularly eye-catching, and he grabbed his wrist in a panic. : "You want to send me to the police?!"

It was indeed planned in the beginning...

"No!" The little wild cat was very unreasonable, but he didn't know how to support his unreasonableness. At a loss, he saw the work card he put on the car and grabbed it with both hands like straws, "Your family I know the company! They only want A! If you call the police to arrest me, I will definitely announce to your company that you are B!" He squinted his almond eyes, and at the same time glanced behind him to wait for an opportunity to escape.

He was leisurely as if watching a play, and replied with an irrelevant sentence, "Aren't you in heat?"

"I-I-I took inhibitors! It's none of your business."

Well, the response was quick, but still stuttered.

"I accept your threat, so what do you want?"

"Take me to your house first."

He stopped talking, stepped on the gas pedal and ran home.

The little wild cat still grabbed the job card and forgot to let it go. Obviously the threat was successful, but what happened to the smile on the corner of the mouth of the three young masters?

There was silence for a while, he was afraid that the people next to him would feel bored and try to break the embarrassment.

"...how did you become like this?"

No answer.Turning his head to look, he found that the little wild cat had fallen asleep with his legs curled up and his head on his back. He was still hugging his work ID card tightly, and his thinness was written on the sharp arc of his chin.He silently turned off the air conditioner in the car, and refunded the ticket back to city C.

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