unexpected giveaway

Corey opened his eyes, and all he saw was the vast sky.

The sky was a dark blue, with some black spots in it.But these deep colors are already bright -- in a room with no lights on.

Corey lay silent, his eyes staring straight out of the window.

The charcoal in the fireplace was almost burned, and the flame was very small.Those chills from nowhere engulfed Corey, and it was still winter.

Cory moved, the discomfort of his body lengthening and slowing his movement.He wrapped the quilt tightly around his body, and then he turned around slowly.His brain seemed to go blank briefly from lack of sleep, but that didn't stop him from remembering everything.

Although the process was as slow as his actions at the moment.

There was no one next to him, the pillow was sunken, but the comforter was thrown back.Not far away, there was another coat on the ground next to the hanger, which was abandoned there - the owner who had fled in a hurry.

Cory moved into the middle, cautiously.He took up the whole of the bed, which made him somewhat content.Corey turned sideways again to look out at the sky.

If only there were alcohol or cigarettes at the moment, Cory thought, because his mind was too clear to keep him from falling asleep.

Chester walked very hastily.

It was almost like the moment he woke up, his body responded.

It was still January, and he hadn't seen snow.He imagined that in a world covered by white snow, no matter how hot it was, it would disappear.

He walked out the gate when the sky was still dark blue and it was still dark.The wind was blowing against his face, he was not fully prepared, he didn't even bring his warm cashmere coat, he couldn't remember where to put it.

"Sir." The guard stepped forward and saluted Chester.

"Get ready for the car, I'm going out."

"Yes, sir." The guard lowered his head and followed behind Chester.

Chester went to the bar first, and drank two glasses of vodka amidst the loud music.During this period, some lonely people noticed the man drinking alone in the corner, but no one dared to approach him because the man's eyes were too sharp.His whole body exuded that indescribable coldness, just like his simple attire.

Then Chester went to see the railway he invested in. The place where the railway was built was extremely desolate. Chester walked in the forefront alone. He did not show appreciation or criticism. His visit this time was like It's like a rich man who is used to looking at the bustling cities suddenly wants to see the poor and backward places.Still no one dared to speak, only the sound of Chester's shiny leather shoes rubbing against the rough ground and the howling wind could be heard here.

Chester attended a small party at dawn.The party was glittering and luxurious, and the person in charge completely ignored the sky that was about to brighten. He turned on all the lights, and the brightness of the lights surpassed everything else.People are drinking champagne and chatting about recent events at the party.The round white table was filled with sumptuous food, but Chester didn't have much appetite. He stood silently by the table and waited for others to greet him or say hello.People who live in interests will not be distracted and pay attention to other things. Maybe they will wonder why men today are so pale and dressed so easily, but this doubt will only last for three or four seconds. They never believe that there is no data to prove the phenomenon.The man's expression was still indifferent, and the noble and celebrity aura exuding from his body was like a pair of steel armor. He refused and warned everyone present that he didn't need sympathy, and his money was his honor.

The party went on for a long time, basically, this kind of small party is always connected.Sometimes people come out of one party and get ready to go to another party just like rushing to the market.

It was late at night again when Chester came back, and Arthur opened the door for him.

He felt cold and tired, and he felt that the Omega smell on his body had dissipated a lot.He really hated that smell, it was so absurd and ridiculous.

The dark-eyed man walked forward heavily and slowly. He climbed the stairs and opened the door of the main room. Sani did not come to greet him, and the older maid might still be in a peaceful sleep.

The man walked to his room, and just as the door was opened a crack, the sweet and fragrant pheromone leaked out.

Oh, he shouldn't have come back.

"Oh sir, you're back." Corey sat up from the bed, his smile was weak, but his eyes were unusually bright. Omega was wearing a shirt, but it was obvious that this shirt was ravaged by the sleepy Omega.It was crumpled and the buttons were misaligned.

Chester walked in silently.

Corey scratched his already messy hair: "You're walking too fast, sir. You haven't even put on a warm coat, isn't it cold outside?" The words ended in a smile, and Corey didn't want to know the answer .

Chester opened the closet and took out the nightgown from it.

He walked up to Corey and looked at Corey: "I think you should go back to your room, Mr. Damon."

He was tired enough today, and he didn't want his exhausted brain to be filled with meaningless conversations, even though he and this speaker had experienced something happy twenty hours ago—for the time For Alpha and Omega.

"Oh no, Mr. Williams, I didn't realize until now how important a comfortable bed is." Corey blinked with a smile, "You don't even know the bed in my room. It makes my back hurt, I think you can go to my side and try it if you have time."

Chester was speechless, and ice seemed to pop out of his deep black eyes.

"Besides, Mr. Williams." Corey stroked his neck and moved it from side to side. "You really like to bite my neck. Aren't you going to say something sweet to me, like you were awesome last night baby or you It's beautiful. You know, sir, I'm very easy to please, and I've said before that I just want you to spend more time with me."

Chester walked into the bathroom with the bathrobe in hand.

Corey grinned and looked at Chester's back, the bathroom door was slammed shut, and the loud noise made Corey close his eyes slightly.This expression was obviously exaggerated, and Corey admitted that he was faking it.Cory continued to grin, and fell back without hesitation, stretched out on the bed.

Chester came out covered in moisture, his hair hadn't dried yet, and his bangs hung wetly on his forehead, which made him at least two years younger, and at the same time showed his eagerness.

But what he was anxious about, to be honest, even he himself didn't know.

He really wanted to drive Corey away, and he wanted to lie on the bed where he had slept for more than 20 years, close his eyes, and end that nightmare once and for all.

It's a pity that things didn't go as he wished. He walked to the bed wrapped in a silver-gray bathrobe, and all he saw was Cory who was asleep.He didn't know why this Omega could sleep so fast and sleep so peacefully.

A small lamp was turned on in the room, on his desk.Warm yellow light diffused through the furniture, and Omega, who was sleeping on his side, was as silent as a low hill.The light shrouded half of his face, making half of his face bright, and half of his face was covered by black hair.

But his hair was not jet-black. In two and a half months, the middle of the black hair dyed by Omega began to grow with the original hair color.They are pale yellow and stand out against the black hair.Chester thought about the first time he saw him, in the dark alley, his golden hair was covered with light from the small street lights, and Chester thought of his mouth full of spirits.

Chester stopped this imagining.

He looked at Corey and reached out.

Corey in his sleep seemed to sense something, even though Chester's fingers hadn't really touched him, even though he wasn't awake yet.Cory leaned his head slightly, and Chester touched Cory's soft hair.

This is Omega, Chester thought.

After sleeping until midnight, Corey woke up from the heat.The heat in the depths of the body surged up.Corey opened his eyes reluctantly, his vision blurry for a moment.

Corey moved his body a little bit, he was a little stiff in sleep.Fortunately, the heat is only residual, as long as he restrains himself, he will not make himself too excited, and his sanity has not been lost.

He smelled the familiar smell of burning charcoal again, and the fireplace was working again, and the flame continued to burn.

The next moment, the air seemed to be replaced again, and the powerful Alpha breath was sent violently from behind, gradually enveloping his whole body.Corey's faint heat was suppressed.

Cory turned slightly, the desk lamp on the table next to the bed was on, and a dim yellow light spread everywhere.Chester was sitting with his back leaning on the pillow, holding a few blank papers in his hand.The bleary-eyed Corey couldn't see the black and white words on the white paper clearly, which were probably some money-making documents.

Corey put more focus on the man.The man's side face was well-defined and contoured, and his hair fell down to cover a little bit of his eyes.However, his expression is too serious, coupled with the extravagance of light, it can almost be described as pious.

Corey could never have imagined that he and Chester could one day share the same bed, cover the same quilt, and spend the night peacefully and securely.Yet Corey was bored when all this actually happened.

Such a quiet and ordinary Chester made Corey unable to arouse the interest of teasing, and Corey turned around and continued to sleep.

Corey stayed in Chester's room for three days, and he slept in a heavy sleep.His physical characteristics made him consume too much energy, and Chester's bed was comfortable.

No one would bother him, and the servants avoided entering the master's room.The cheeky Corey didn't care about it, but he felt that Chester hadn't stepped into this room during these three days.

It didn't take long for Cory to transform into an Omega, and the estrus was also weird.He had a few more fevers after that, but nothing serious.He only had three short days this time, and there was no Alpha to accompany him for the last two days.Fortunately, there was still an alpha breath in the air, and Cory passed the estrus relatively safely.

Corey stretched a lot, his feet were a little weak from the long lethargy.Corey rubbed his messy hair and went to the French windows to watch.It was a little sunny today, and the pale yellow light illuminated the Christmas flowers not far away, which reminded Corey of Mekasha's short hair.

The scenery here is really good, you can see the whole garden.Corey rolled his eyes inexplicably, what a waste.

Corey opened the window and slid over the bars.He walked barefoot on the grass, buttoned up his shirt as he walked, yawned again, scratched his head and walked towards the Christmas flowers, towards the sunshine.

Chester's choice of time to come back seemed obviously unwise at this time, and he came back at five o'clock in the morning of the third day.Chester was covered in ice and fog, and he doubted that he could shake off ice particles from his body.

He couldn't wait to get closer to the fireplace.

It was still dark, and there were no lights in the hall.Sani greeted him at the door of the main room. Chester took off the scarf around his neck with his hands that were about to freeze, handed it to Sani, and walked into the room.

Sani was a little embarrassed behind him: "Sir, Mr. Damon is still in your room."

Chester's footsteps stopped, and he looked sideways at the fireplace in the hall. The charcoal fire inside was very small, and a little bit of flame was reflected in his all-black pupils.

Chester turned and went up the stairs: "Bring the things to the second floor."

Sani bent down quickly: "Yes, sir."

The author has something to say: I will introduce the servants next, because they are helpful to the following plot 0w0