Chapter 9
Embarrassed, Zixuan quickly walked away. In his haste, he crashed into a waiter, and all the drinks on the tray came tumbling down on him.
Instantly, that side of the party became quiet. All eyes were on them, as whispers and mocking glares faced Zixuan.
"I'm sorry," the waiter apologized quickly, using the napkin on the tray to clean Zixuan's suit.
Zixuan was already embarrassed by being caught flirting with his friend's sister. Trying to run away, he got poured a drink by the waiter, and the continuous wiping of his clothes made him feel so irritated, the waiter's hands fussing all over.
"Leave me alone," he said, pushing the waiter.
"Zixuan, are you okay?" Shenyi rushed to the commotion.
Ignoring his caring words, "Where is the restroom?" Zixuan asked.
Shenyi could understand he was really angry at that moment, so he didn't say much and just pointed in the direction, which Zixuan hurriedly followed.
Inside the restroom, Zixuan rushed to the mirror to see how messed up he was. His hair was a wreck, droplets running down his jawline. But then, his reflection blurred.
Why was he seeing double?
A wave of dizziness hit him hard. He clutched the basin to steady himself, fingers gripping the cold porcelain.
What's going on with me?
His breaths came faster. Heat rose from his skin, not from embarrassment anymore. From something.
Something.
Instantly, a pleasant scent filled the whole room.
It was very familiar to him as an Enigma.
My heat?
It spread so fast. Each inhale Zixuan took in was accompanied by his phenomenon.
Zixuan reached for the back of his neck, his fingers trembling. Then realized—
The patch.
The hold of the patch had loosened.
His chest tightened.
What was he going to do?
He had no phone with him since he planned on enjoying the party with no interruptions. No backup suppressant or patches—everything was in the car, and he couldn't leave without the scent spreading out.
The scent filled everywhere, making the whole place intoxicated, thick with Zixuan's phenomenon.
"What's that pleasant scent?" a man passing near the bathroom couldn't help but compliment pervertedly. "It even made me hard."
Unable to hold his curiosity, he entered the restroom and spotted a male on the floor.
Judging by the smell, it wasn't a Beta. So what was it?
The man thought, confused about which gender Zixuan belonged to.
The species called Enigma weren't really popular. Most people only recognized ABO (Alpha, Beta, and Omega).
"What's this scent?" a female Alpha asked. The scent was too strong to ignore. It was so pleasant. Curious, she went to the bathroom and spotted the old man looking at someone on the floor.
Walking closer, what she saw shocked her.
"You pervert! You can see he's in heat. Why are you looking at him like that?"
She could understand the old man's look clearly—because that's exactly how she looked at her partner in bed.
The old man turned at the voice. "Shut up, you're the pervert here. What are you doing in a male restroom? You know you can get arrested."
The lady Alpha was about to argue when her phone rang. Taking it from her purse, she saw the word Sweetheart flashing on the screen. She had no choice but to leave and pick the call.
The old man smirked, happy that now he could devour his prey. He walked closer to where Zixuan was.
"Don't worry, you will be okay soon," he muttered, admiring Zixuan's beauty.
He was so delicate. Exactly his type.
The old man preferred tall, young male beauties who looked like they were out of this world.
The old man was an example of a pervert.
Zixuan couldn't understand exactly what he was feeling anymore. He was on the floor, unconscious of what was going on. He really had bad luck.
If he had known, he would have listened to his assistant and not attended this event.
Through his blurry eyelids, he could see a man looking at him. Thinking he could be saved,
"Help!" he muttered as he stretched his hand.
"I will help you, don't worry," the man said, feeling giddy that his prey was actually begging him to help him. He held Zixuan's outstretched hand and pulled him up.
"Thank..."
Before Zixuan could mutter the word thank you, he was pushed against the wall aggressively.
He didn't need anyone to explain to him clearly to know what was going on.
He was about to be raped.
The old man held his jaw as he looked at his face. He couldn't help but admire how beautiful Zixuan was—his eyes, face, cheekbones, and most especially his lips.
"Leave me alone, you old pig!" Zixuan cursed weakly, desperately trying to escape. He couldn't stand the man's face; he was so ugly. At least if he was going to be raped, let it be by a handsome man—someone he could deceive into topping him on his bed. He wasn't picky in some things, but ugly and "daddy" weren't his ideal at all.
The man released his pheromones to assert his dominance on zixuan.
"Try to stay calm, I want to kiss you"
Zixuan couldn't do anything; the effects of heat were already in effect. He gave in and closed his eyes to submit to his fate.