Chapter 18 - Haze (19)
When I opened my eyes, I saw the ceiling looming over me. Only then did I realize that I had collapsed and was lying on the floor.
However, that was all. I couldn’t even think about anything else. All I could do was lie there, huffing and puffing. I could see them reflected in my hazy line of sight—to be exact, cluttered lumps of them.
It was chaos. They were taking turns moaning and screaming in pleasure, but all I saw was an unholy mess. Multiple alphas surrounded an omega as they inserted and rubbed their penis all over his body. A few girls and omegas were flocked to an alpha, licking and kissing him all over. Some alphas and omegas were tangled together, kneading and sucking each other’s members, slamming themselves together. All of these scenes were blatantly on display.
I finally realized the true purpose of this party.
A g*ngb*ng site for Extreme Alphas.
A place where they could freely spill out their pheromones and corrupt themselves until they hit rock bottom.
Through my cloudy eyes, I saw a man drinking straight out of a bottle of champagne. He was one of the Extreme Alphas who had been invited, and he was as perfectly naked as anyone else in this space. Above, he gulped down the champagne; below, he grabbed onto the hair of an omega—who was completely out of his mind, overwhelmed by the pheromones—and plugged his member into the omega’s mouth.
The slight remnant of my conscience retched at the sight. What was he making the omega drink? Just imagining it was torturous. I just watched as the omega sucked on the hard member, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down. I couldn’t bear any longer and shut my eyes. However, shutting my eyes didn’t change the situation whatsoever. Regardless, it was all I could do.
However, it was too late. From under my heavy eyelids, I saw the alpha who was drinking the champagne turn his head. To my misfortune, he had found me.
Between my slowly blinking eyelids, I saw the man say something. Or perhaps not. Everything was hazy. One thing for sure was that the situation was looking grim.
I mustered all of my strength to prop myself up. The man was walking toward me. He wasn’t rushing—but for good reason. Anyone who saw me now would find no need for haste.
Unable to stand, I awkwardly skidded away with my behind. I had to get back onto the elevator. I reached backward and fumbled on the wall. I had to press the button, but I was already captured by the man’s eyes and couldn’t move as I wanted to.
I choked on the pheromones that were pouring out from the Extreme Alphas. Even among the haziness, I could see why these men chose the basement pool as their hotspot. The pheromones that were being sprayed everywhere in a large, enclosed space made omegas lose their minds. Countless omegas were crawling on the floor and rubbing themselves, drunk on pheromones. If I hadn’t taken my meds in advance, I would have ended up the same.
But I couldn’t relax. Although I was somehow managing to grapple onto my sanity, I didn’t know when I’d be letting go. I was approaching my limit, and my instinct warned me of that fact before my logic could.
I noticed much too late that I had momentarily let go of my conscience once again. This wasn’t the time to be thinking about something like that. I must wake up! I frantically waved around my heavy hand and located the button. I felt something on the tip of my fingers. As I applied force, I felt it being pushed. I even thought I felt the mild vibration of a moving machine on my back. While I was struggling, the man had already closed in. Without taking my eyes off the man, I leaned against the wall and pulled myself up. I knew that he would overtake me the moment I looked away. Like a prey facing its predator, I stared at him and straightened myself up.
I saw the man reach out toward me. When he grabbed onto my shoulder, the shrill sensation made my eyes shoot open.
Forcing down my rapid breath, I looked up at him. The man squinted as he looked down at me.
“Keith’s secretary, right?”
His voice echoed as if we were in a cave. Perhaps my eardrums were malfunctioning. I struggled to feign composure.
I replied, “Yes. Is there anything you need?”
I heard my voice from far away. Strangely enough, it didn’t sound realistic. I tried my best to smile as if nothing was happening.
He didn’t answer. Instead, he lowered his head and brought his nose to my neck. As I heard him inhale and his cold skin brushed my neck, shivers ran up my spine.
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