Please Give Me Some of Your Pheromones

I needed this Omega now.

Even if... I just gave him some money afterward and we stayed out of each other's lives.

I was going to die if this kept up.

Hearing Ji Chi's words, the driver immediately pulled strings to obtain the surveillance footage from Lingxin Bar.

It was two in the morning. Without the Boshen Group's name behind him, this would have been impossible.

The doctor had explained the cause and made it clear that there was no specific medication to treat Ji Chi's symptoms.

Ji Chi asked no more questions. All he ever wanted was to solve problems and eliminate threats.

At that moment, he only wanted to find that Omega.

Too much time had passed, and the bar had been dimly lit. Young Master Ji, who flitted from one beauty to the next, saw countless attractive Omegas every day. He simply couldn't remember what the man looked like.

He only vaguely remembered... that he was tall...

Ji Chi had never seen an Omega that tall.

He seemed to have had to lower his head when he bit Ji Chi.

What kind of Omega was he? How could a single bite do this much damage?

Ji Chi left the hospital in a daze and got straight into the car.

Ding...

His phone chimed. He barely even had the strength to check it anymore.

He tugged at his clothes, his burning fingertips undoing two buttons. The pale blue shirt didn't make Ji Chi look mature; he looked more like a student fresh out of school. Moonlight spilled through the car window, tracing a path from his straight, well-defined nose to his pale fingertips. In stillness, he was as beautiful as a statue. The softly gleaming film of sweat seemed like an aphrodisiac liquid, sacred yet easily profaned, his slender figure torn between arrogance and exquisite beauty.

Ji Chi's looks were neither soft nor coquettish. His brows and eyes were sharp, carrying a chill that seemed to wrap even his smile in an icy wind.

His distinctive, aloof air, coupled with his prestigious family background, had earned him the admiration and pursuit of many Omegas.

He liked having fun, but he didn't toy with Omegas. Last time at the bar, he had only struck up a conversation because he'd seen how well the man could fight.

He hadn't expected that to be his downfall.

On his very first try, he'd encountered an Omega so rare one might not appear in a hundred years.

Ji Chi silently marveled at his own eye for people.

Ding...

His phone chimed again, dragging Ji Chi out of his thoughts.

He shook his head hard and focused his eyes on the screen.

The messages were from Ji Shengming-his father, to put it politely.

He must have caught wind of Ji Chi asking the driver to find someone.

Ji Shengming: Do you have any idea who you're looking for?

Ji Shengming: I've already had someone call me about it!

Ji Shengming: Get back here right now!

Ji Chi's chest felt stifled. He could barely breathe, let alone muster the strength to reply.

Just then, the driver hurriedly opened the door and climbed into the car.

"I have the address, young master."

The driver sounded excited, but if one listened closely, there was a hint of unease in his voice.

He turned to glance at Ji Chi in the back seat.

Between getting scolded and letting something happen to the young master, he chose the scolding.

"Hold on a little longer. I'll take you to that Omega's home."

Ji Chi's lips moved, but in the end, he couldn't get a single word out.

These damned pheromone ties had actually reduced him, an Alpha, to seeking out an Omega at two in the morning.

He had always stood above others. In this world where the strong preyed on the weak, Alphas held absolute authority.

Ji Chi's status and position had always kept him at the very top of the pyramid.

He was proud and pampered, and had never lowered himself to beg.

A single look from an Alpha was enough to make his Omega tremble all over.

Yet now, he truly looked like he was going to beg.

Ji Chi was torn. He loathed what he was doing, yet he wanted to save himself.

The driver drove fast.

Ji Chi was acutely aware of his uncontrollable emotions, as though he had become a puppet ruled by pheromones.

He needed that man's pheromones.

At the very least, he needed to be closer to him.

He wanted to be soothed. His anguished heart felt as though it were being torn apart. Any longer, and even his bones would be devoured.

No one would reject him. An S-rank Alpha was someone every Omega coveted.

Including that Omega from last time.

The farther they drove, the more remote their surroundings became. Finally, they stopped outside a shared rental house dozens of kilometers from the city center.

This was the sort of place Ji Chi would otherwise never have visited in his entire life.

"Young master, it's the first room as you go in. Be polite when you knock," the driver said.

"We're asking someone for help." Afraid Ji Chi would act however he pleased, the driver offered the gentlest possible reminder.

"After you knock, start by saying, 'Sorry to bother you.'"

Ji Chi couldn't take any of that in. All he heard was that it was the first room inside.

He was like a lone traveler who had gone half a month without water in the desert and finally found a spring.

Faster. He had to go faster.

He couldn't even consciously control his thoughts, and they sent his blood surging violently.

Ji Chi opened the car door and stumbled toward the room.

The entrance gate had been neglected for years. Rust coated the iron, its smell pungent, and the gate rattled in the wind. It was so filthy that the young master felt he might break out in a rash.

Ji Chi frowned as he moved forward, every step feeling as though he might collapse to the ground the next instant.

He forgot to be a gentleman. He forgot that he was an Alpha and mustn't frighten his Omega.

No, this was only a temporary measure. He refused to acknowledge the person inside as his Omega.

Ji Chi's knocking triggered the shared house's sound-activated lights, lighting up even the second floor. The creaking noises only made him more irritable.

It wasn't enough. He ought to tear this door down.

Bang, bang, bang... His heartbeat kept accelerating, pounding as though it would burst out of his chest, faster than his knocks.

Bang, bang, bang!!

The driver stood several meters behind him. Ji Chi was here to see an Omega, so it wouldn't have been appropriate for him to stand too close.

Watching Ji Chi, he could only press a hand to his forehead.

But Ji Chi was already somewhat delirious, and all the driver could do was sigh heavily.

Knocking drained what little strength Ji Chi had left. As he kept at it, he was "forced" to become polite.

He didn't even know when the door opened.

Not until his fist landed weakly against a solid chest.

Ji Chi's breathing was labored, and he could barely lift his head. His fingers tightened as he went straight to the point. Be polite. He had to be polite to an Omega.

His words were already barely intelligible. "Please... give me some of your pheromones."