It was barely afternoon. Shael went to the other room and didn't come out. Ronan ignored him and went back to his room.
Shael called him out for dinner at night. The silence took over the dining table, only spoons making noise as they clattered with the ceramic plates.
"How long are you going to pull that face?" Ronan leaned back in his chair. "How am I supposed to ask you for intimation if you are acting like that?"
Shael looked at him at the mention of intimacy.
"You said I can ask you whenever I want," Ronan continued. He felt rushed as the trust thing wasn't working out.
Shael's face flushed. "I was just taken aback by your actions, I never meant to stay away from you."
"Then come to the room once you are done." Ronan got up and entered the bedroom nonchalantly.
Shael let out a deep breath out of nervousness. It was not only that he was blushing at the thought of being in Ronan's sturdy arms, but also because he was not the Gentle Alpha anymore. This time it might be different from the previous time.
He entered the room and saw Ronan coming out of the dressing room, dressed in a nightgown that revealed his chest muscles.
Shael headed to the bathroom, but Ronan grabbed him by his arm, "Where are you going?"
"To take a shower," Shael turned to him to answer.
"It's okay, you would have to take a shower later anyway." Ronan traced his body tip to toes. "You feel too clean to wash up before having sex."
Shael could feel his intense gaze as it traced from his neck and stopped at his tiny waist.
Ronan let go of him. "Take off your clothes and get onto the bed." He sounded as emotionless and commanding as before.
Shael removed his shirt, revealing his white glossy skin. Although it was not the first time Ronan saw him naked, he couldn't remember anything. It was a fresh miracle to his eyes, his pheromones reacting to the pale body in front of him. Shael removed his pants to reveal his calves, and something inside Ronan's chest tingled.
Ronan was too stunned to speak.
Shael placed his clothes on one corner of the bed and lay on his back on the bed. Ronan was dazed at the sight of Shael's naked body. Shael gripped onto the bedsheet out of nervousness, which Ronan noticed, and he settled onto the edge of the bed beside him, taking Shael's hand into his. "Don't be nervous, I will keep in mind that it's our second time."
"It's not actually the second time," Shael looked into Ronan's eyes.
"We slept together more than once?"
"Twice, the same night," Shael's voice went low out of shyness.
Ronan placed himself above Shael. "Then why are you nervous? If you can take a top tier Alpha twice in one night, then you will do well today as well."
A warm smile decorated Shael's lips. "I just hope I can satisfy you."
"What is this supposed to mean? Are you not excited about it?"
"How could I not when you are..." Shael trailed off, "when you are this close to me. I feel like my chest will explode with floods of emotions. I am excited for every moment with you, whether I am in your arms or not."
Shael placed his hand on Ronan's cheek. "This is the most exciting moment, to find myself in your arms for your pleasure. Of course, my pleasure is beyond explanation. You gave me the best feeling by taking me into your arms."
Ronan's breath fastened at his words, and he placed his lips on Shael's. Yesterday he couldn't get the full taste of them, but this time he was determined to do so. He intervened his lips deep in Shael's mouth. He kept going deeper with every stroke, slowly sliding his hand under Shael's body to pull it closer to his.
He stopped to remove his gown and looked at Shael's face decorated with beads on his pink face due to the heat.
Ronan was supposed to make this omega pregnant in the future. To make it look natural, he should take some measures ahead.
Ronan leaned closer. "How about not using condoms? I like it without condoms."
He was trying to show this as his preference, so that he could make this excuse more often.
"If you want it, then let's do it that way."
Ronan was taken aback. He thought Shael would resist, but his answer was unexpected. "But you might get pregnant."
"You don't want me to get pregnant?" Shael asked a question instead that baffled Ronan.
"No, I mean you are an actor. Pregnancy might shatter your dreams."
"Well, if it's for you and if it's with you, I am all in."
"Didn't you say his biggest dream is to become a famous actor?" Ronan asked in his head.
[Yes, his biggest and only dream is to become an internationally well known actor.]
"Are you saying you are willing to give up on your dream just because I don't want to use condoms?"
"If that's what makes you happy. Moreover, I am already quite popular thanks to your help. I can just continue with support roles."
"By any chance, do you want to have kids?" Ronan asked, because it didn't make sense to him. How could someone risk their dreams just for a momentary pleasure of their partner?
"Not really. I thought about kids only once when you mentioned it before. I never thought about having kids otherwise."
There was no other explanation to this except that Ronan was his biggest priority, and that was only possible if he loved Ronan with all his heart.
"He clearly loves me a lot."
"He is never going to trust you completely. He is a character I created. I broke him to the extent that he wouldn't be able to trust you completely, whether he loves you dearly or not," the author's words rang in his head. Ronan closed his eyes and placed his head on Shael's chest. "So I have no choice but to abuse him?"
He lifted his head to look at the slender body lying under him. "Even if I don't love him still, how can I do something so vicious?"
"Let's do it next time." Ronan got off of him. "Suddenly my head is feeling dizzy."
Shael got worried and sat up, leaning towards Ronan. "Are you okay?" he said, touching Ronan's face.
Ronan pushed his hand away, "It's okay, I'm just tired, I guess."
Ronan walked inside the shower and closed the door. He opened the shower as all the thoughts swarmed his head.
Shael quickly stood up and approached the washroom. He twisted the handle, but it was locked, "Ronan, you can't wash your head yet. Let me help you with the shower."
Physical abuse and forced abortion , no matter how much he thought, it was not something acceptable.
"But what about my family, they must be waiting for me."
"What happens if I don't follow the plot?"
[Warning: If you don't follow the plot, you will be punished by another hurdle. The author is the one controlling the Novel's world. Moreover, you might never be able to escape this world if you don't complete the tasks, resulting in your death in the real world.]
Ronan stood under the shower tilting his head out of the water reach, his thoughts becoming more messier by every fleeting moment. He ran his fingers through his hair and placed his forehead on the wall, closing his eyes in frustration.
He realized that the second option wasn't there from the start. He was supposed to follow the ruthless plot from the start. The whole trust thing was to make sure that he didn't feel bad for Shael, with the excuse that he never trusted him completely.