Help me, Shen Yi

His impression that Yuan Chen was stable had been a monumental mistake. Not only did Yuan Chen throw Shen Yi's phone into a corner, he roughly grabbed him by the waist and shoved him down onto the sofa.

"President Yuan, calm down!"

There was a dull thud, and Yuan Chen immediately climbed over him. Shen Yi braced his hands against Yuan Chen's chest, veins bulging on their backs. He used every ounce of strength he had but could not break free in the slightest. The disparity in their strength was laid bare.

Perhaps because he was so tense, a sharp pain shot through the root of his tongue. But that was not the worst of it. Yuan Chen roughly tugged at his collar. The buttons at the neck of his shirt had already popped off, and the few remaining ones were barely holding on.

"Yuan Chen!"

By then, Yuan Chen had completely lost his reason. There was not a trace of rationality in the eyes looking down at Shen Yi, only a primal, dangerous desire.

He still knows who I am, right?

Yuan Chen suddenly buried his face against the back of Shen Yi's neck, sniffing his exposed skin like a wild animal. This was an Alpha's instinct; his intense fixation on Omega pheromones had turned him into a beast.

Shen Yi went rigid, too shocked to make a sound. He did not know how to react, either. All he could do was lie pinned beneath Yuan Chen, barely able to breathe.

Suddenly, he felt a firm thigh pressed against him. During their struggle, the belt of Yuan Chen's bathrobe had come undone. Shen Yi instinctively looked away, but still caught sight of something he should not have seen.

"Get away!"

Strength surged up from somewhere, and the instant Shen Yi saw it, he shoved the heavy body off him.

The suppressant! Where's the suppressant?

With no time to think, he rushed into the living room and grabbed the small bag he had prepared earlier. He hurriedly unzipped it, scattering syringes across the floor. Searching for the suppressant cost him more precious time. His heart thundered as he instinctively glanced back and saw Yuan Chen striding toward him.

"President Yuan, calm down! Snap out of it!"

He's completely lost his mind! Shen Yi grabbed a syringe and scrambled backward on his hands and feet. Yuan Chen seized his ankle, his powerful arms easily spreading Shen Yi's knees before locking around his thighs.

A low voice sounded beside his ear:

"Shen Yi, take your clothes off."

"No!"

"Why not?"

Are you out of your mind? I'm your secretary!

Shen Yi felt as though his own reason was about to crumble. Even a personal secretary had no obligation to handle a situation like this!

He was forcibly dragged beneath Yuan Chen. Reasoning with someone who had lost his mind was futile. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not overcome the difference in their strength.

Just as Yuan Chen's hand touched the button of his trousers, Shen Yi lifted his hips with all his strength. Though he could not break free completely, he at least managed to shift into a position sitting face-to-face on Yuan Chen's lap.

The suppressant came in an auto-injector and was easy to use. He gripped his collar tightly with his right hand, pressed his left hand against the back of Yuan Chen's neck, and drove the tiny needle into it. All of this took less than a minute.

The drug had been injected, but what now? It would take time for its full effect to kick in, and anyone could see how bad the situation was.

Yuan Chen's face was flushed with excitement, his eyes clouded. Seeing an Alpha enter his Heat Period firsthand, Shen Yi felt fear seep straight into every pore of his body.

He tried to soothe him in a trembling voice:

"President Yuan, please... calm down a little... No! Ah! You really can't!"

Yuan Chen's large hands clamped around his buttocks with enough force to tear the seams of his trousers. Even more alarmingly, Shen Yi had to force himself not to look down. He tilted his head toward the ceiling as all sorts of stray thoughts flashed through his mind.

He had to stop things from going any further, no matter what. Groping around, he reached out and grabbed the heavy liquor bottle on the table.

Should I hit President Yuan over the head with this?

Damn it, wouldn't that count as attempted murder?

What if I just create a distraction to buy some time?

The options before Shen Yi ranged from terrible to worse.

In the end, he did not hit anyone with the bottle. Instead, he tipped his head back and gulped down a large mouthful of liquor. The fiery liquid burned its way down his throat, leaving even his esophagus scorching hot.

Shen Yi squeezed his eyes shut, then abruptly opened them again. He had come here for a vacation. He had never expected to end up in such an awkward predicament.

The other man had gone from a stranger he had never met to his boss. Though he was frightened, he decided to set his reason aside for the moment.

Forget it. Whatever happens, happens. He lowered his head and willingly met the other man's lips. As long as he did not think about the fact that it was Yuan Chen, the contact itself did not seem so unbearable. The strong liquor helped numb him somewhat, too.

The instant their lips met, the hand on his buttocks moved up and clamped around the back of his head. The sharp pain in his scalp made Shen Yi moan despite himself.

The sheer force was staggering. At a loss, Shen Yi could only rest his hands on Yuan Chen's broad shoulders, his fingers repeatedly tightening and loosening.

When he began to feel numb, the other man's movements gradually slowed. Heavy breaths still washed over his face, and the heat coming off Yuan Chen had not faded, but the grip on his hair had noticeably loosened.

The suppressant finally seemed to be taking effect on Yuan Chen, and he slowly raised his head. He still studied Shen Yi's face with unfocused eyes, his breathing heavy and uneven.

"You... what do we do about this?"

"President Yuan, please hold on a little longer. Your matched Beta is on the way."

"Do you know how much pain I'm in right now? Help me, Shen Yi."

The drug had restored a little of his reason, but the suppressant had not stopped the heat of his rut. Yuan Chen could barely endure even another second.

Desire he could not release burned inside him, the searing heat almost boiling his brain. He wanted to find anyone at all to relieve it, but the person before him was Shen Yi, forcing him to hold back his impulses.

Suppressing his instincts during his Heat Period was as painful as having his flesh carved away while he was still alive. He clenched his teeth until his gums bled.

Yuan Chen opened his eyes. He had reached his limit.

"Shen Yi, open your mouth."

Shen Yi shook his head firmly. Though his lips had already been kissed, he still pressed them tightly together, trying to preserve his last line of defense.

Yuan Chen took hold of his chin and gently licked the corner of his mouth. He bit his pale cheek, then murmured against the damp skin:

"Please."

His voice sounded almost pleading.

Hesitantly, slowly, Shen Yi relaxed his tightly pressed lips. He felt like prey about to be devoured. He pushed hard against Yuan Chen's cheeks and leaned back as far as he could to avoid him. Yuan Chen's expression instantly turned dangerous.

"Until your matched Beta gets here, you absolutely cannot cross the line."

"Damn it."

"You have to promise me first!"

Conflict flashed through Yuan Chen's eyes. Even with his lips pressed together, the sound of his grinding teeth was audible. But Shen Yi had the upper hand now, and Yuan Chen reluctantly gave his promise.

Once they had reached an agreement, Shen Yi let out a short sigh. I'm done for. I don't even know what I'm doing anymore.

Fortunately, he had already arranged for the matched Beta to come. Doing something stupid was better than actually getting someone killed, he told himself.

In the instant his attention wandered, Yuan Chen leaned in again. Shen Yi tried to dodge, but Yuan Chen caught the back of his head, and their lips met once more.

But this time, it was much gentler than before. The touch was unexpectedly soothing. Before he knew it, Shen Yi had draped his arms over Yuan Chen's solid shoulders and unconsciously closed his eyes.

Looking back, that had probably been a mistake.