Chapter 14

"That's much better. Now do you happen to remember being at a performance last night where an omega unexpectedly suffered her heat and…" -the alpha would stop when he saw how the beta opened his mouth to speak causing him to give him another blow to the stomach- "no, no, no… did you forget what I told you before?"

He Esbart would shake his head vehemently while his pheromones reflected the fear he felt.

"Well…" -he released his tie- "Tell me while that white-haired omega was on stage having one of the worst moments of her life do you remember saying?… I'm sure that the bitch is in heat!"

"I-I s-not… I-I"

"Yes… you chose a very bad day to go out drinking and escape the life that Daddy ordered you to have to pretend to be worse than you are… poor idiot!"

In an instant, the alpha attacked and his knuckles hit the beta's nose full-on. Blood poured out of his nostrils like a river and some of it must have reached his throat because he coughed and spread it all over his body. The iron filled the air with the unmistakable smell of metal. Brandon grabbed his nose and hunched over himself.

"P-Please…" -the Esbart would raise both hands trying to cover himself while shaking- "I… I d-didn't k-know what"

"Hey Brandon, Brandon… don't tell me you've had enough already" -he said- "We're just getting started, you little leech"

The beta groaned, unable to speak with his vocal cords still paralyzed. William sighed deeply in disappointment again, but decided to ignore that and reached out and grabbed one of his hands closing them together and then applying pressure little by little until a small chorus of 5 consecutive thunderclaps sounded. announcing the breaking of 5 fingers at the same time.

The black-haired man would continue with his thing, ignoring his target's attempts at screaming as if they were the most boring thing in the world, tears flowing from his eyes as he continued to try to scream. Whether to ask for help or to try to beg for mercy.

Whatever the case, the alpha gave him a few moments to rest his vocal cords a little and not end up fainting.

After a few seconds, the black-haired man would suddenly twist his arm with force, deciding that he would continue with a small fracture in the wrist of the same hand, closely followed by the thunderous sound of the elbow breaking.

Turning a deaf ear again to the complaints of the poor beta, beginning to get bored with the position that he did not have the same endurance as Albares.

Deciding to end it all, he pulled the beta by the hair, dragging him out of his bed and then stomping on one of his knees, the satisfying crunch echoed in his ears along with his screams, definitely loud enough for his neighbors to hear.

"Oh, Brandon, unfortunately, it seems that playtime is over…" -the alpha joked, watching out of the corner of his eye as he writhed on the ground unable to bear his wounds-

"They just called the police" -said Bentral through the headset- "arrival time… 10 minutes"

"Well, I wish I could say that the time we spent together has been fun. But I would be lying" -William sighed putting his hands in his pockets- "I guess I'll leave it here since you're not as tough as you made it out to be… just remember to tell Daddy that if he's late with his payments again I'll not only do the same thing to him as I did to you, but I'll also do it much worse" -the Aballay left the bleeding body behind and went to the attic, exiting through it-

Silently, the alpha left, camouflaging himself in the night without a trace. Went to the location where Bentral was already waiting for him in a van parked three blocks away.

As he opened the door, he crouched down and slammed it shut behind him. Immediately, he removed the outer layer of his clothing, his mask, gloves, and boots joining them in a messy pile. His watch and earpiece were left by the back door.

"Excellent work" -Bentral complimented him from the driver's seat- "ready to go home sir?"

The raven-haired alpha simply nodded, changing into a simpler outfit and sinking into the backseat to relax.

The ride back to the Aballay family mansion was filled with noise from the radio playing in the background. Bernal always had something on, monitoring the many frequencies around the city trying to hear news of what was going on when they found themselves wanting to lay low.

After what seemed like hours, but was minutes, they arrived at their destination.

The mansion was located near the city limits, on a plot of land that extended for several hectares surrounded by walls. To maintain privacy and maintain their image. That, along with the guards who did not hide in the least that they were armed under their clothes, kept curious journalists and other onlookers away.

After all, they were one of the most important families and they worked hard to maintain their image.

Central slowed down when he reached the end of the driveway, turned off the headlights, and stopped seeing how Xander was already standing to the side waiting for them both.

William got out after the beta opened the door of the vehicle and entered the mansion leaving behind his employers talking to each other. He wanted to shower.

His aunts surely wanted to talk to him, no doubt wanting to ask about the sudden interest he had in people who did not interest him directly, although they did not need it. Something that he did not need at the moment but that he would receive sooner or later.

When he reached one of the many bathrooms in the place he stripped off, leaving his clothes on the floor, he took a few moments looking at himself in a full-length mirror for a brief moment as it reflected his divine masculine physique with scars scattered across his body. His face is attractive along with his eyes dulled by boredom.

Sighing he looked away and entered the showers letting the cold water run over his entire body. Tilting his head up so that the stream of water hit his face directly as well as passing over his entire body relaxing his muscles.

Once he was satisfied and not wanting to get carried away by staying under the water for too long, he turned off the faucet heading towards his bedroom leaving wet marks in his wake as he let the water drip down his body, as he had forgotten to bring the towel close enough to grab it.