Ronan entered the room wearing a night gown and noticed Shael sitting on the bed edge wrapped in bedsheet.
Before Shael could spill a word, Ronan stopped him, "Turn off the lights, I want to sleep."
Shael glanced at Ronan, who plopped at the bed, turning his back to Shael, and turned off the lights before entering the bathroom.
After he was done showering, he stepped into the dark room slightly lit by the lights coming through the curtains. He slipped the blindfolds down the mirror and darkness deepened. He didn't want to wake up Ronan and sprawled at bed beside him with wet hair.
Ronan, who was pretending to be asleep, finally opened his eyes. Just the thought of his tasks made him sick, and he couldn't fall asleep.
Just then he smelled the sweet scent of Jasmine. He heard Shael sliding over at the bedsheet and his hand slowly wrapped around Ronan's waist.
Ronan, who couldn't push him away, held his breath at the soft touch. At that moment Shael's forehead touched his back, giving him tingles in his chest. He was reminded of Shael's dazzling body. "Oh yeah! I must have stimulated his pheromones earlier. His heat might come earlier than I thought." Ronan let out his breath at this thought.
"If I have to do it anyway I must hurry up. Instead of putting him through the long torture trail it's better if..." Ronan realised his thoughts and his mind went blank as if someone hit him with a brick.
He carefully tilted his head to back to look at almost invisible Shael, who was taking deep breaths as he already drifted off to sleep. Ronan turned ahead and slightly brushed his hand at Shael's hand that was placed on his belly. "I am sorry. I don't know why such a plot exists but I have no other choice."
Before losing memories, Ronan had a clear image of who he was, but now he didn't even know who he was, he was swept away with manipulation.
Although he decided to finish his tasks as soon as possible, a week went by and he couldn't even flinch on the path of being abusive, although he was a lot colder than usual. While Shael's soft hugs were growing on him, the way Shael always waited for Ronan to fall asleep so that he could hug him, placing his face on Ronan's back, made things more difficult.
Ronan was settled in his office, flipping through the files meaninglessly. The company matters were still in Raven and Sorrell's hands, he was only there to review final papers before signing them accordingly.
He opened his laptop and typed abusive partners. He thought the search engine was going to flag him for inappropriate search, but instead countless articles appeared at the screen.
Those who enjoyed abusive partners, tools shopping sites for abusive preferences, dating sites especially created to find abusive partners, even the ways to learn abuse.
Ronan's face turned dark. "Holy Shit!"
He couldn't believe his eyes and his head went blank for a moment. He clicked on the ways to abuse your partner, that was much more absurd, making his eyebrows furrow.
Hitting the partner, cutting with knives and burning their skin during the sex. A sudden wave of anger rose in Ronan's head. He was still to look further when he heard a soft knock and quickly shut his laptop with a piercing sound.
"President, we have successfully wrapped our collaboration with Winners successfully. Secretary Raven is quite good at work. Thanks to him we have successfully acquired four new investments in upcoming projects," Sorrell placed the file in front of Ronan.
Instead of listening to him, Ronan was observing Sorrell's face, "Mr. Sorrell, can I ask you something personal?"
"Sure, President," Sorrell flinched as he was not used to Ronan calling him Mr.
"If your partner likes an abusive relationship including physical abuse, what would you do?"
That was a knife to Sorrell's heart, whose Alpha was already abusive. His eyes filled with darkness and moisture, "I don't think I would like it."
"But I heard some omegas like it."
"Rather than liking, they just comply with their partners demands I think," Sorrell clenched his hands.
"Okay, you can leave."
Sorrell's footsteps echoed as he walked out.
Ronan took a deep breath as he stood up to look at the tall buildings across the mirrored wall. "Exactly, why would someone like being cut, burnt and beaten up during the moment of making love."
[You have to keep in mind that it's omegaverse and you are not the same as humans. That makes things different.]
"Just because I am a wolf I don't have to act like a beast."
[It will make things easier if you do so.]
"Well you are right," Ronan inhaled deeply, closing his eyes. "I am a wolf not a human. A wolf is an animal, a beast. What's wrong with a wolf tearing apart a deer. It's the deer's fault to be born weak. He is born to be prey. If I will not capture him in my claws some other beast will. That's how things work here."