The Overworked Beta and the Paranoid Alpha 68

Chapter 68: Extreme Narcissist

“What about the killer’s mother?” Wen En asked. “Do you think if his mother had gotten custody, it would have changed the killer’s fate?”

“There’s a fifty percent chance it would,” Romeo said. “And a fifty percent chance that his mother would have found a partner as terrible as her ex-husband, constantly repeating the mistakes of her first marriage.”

“That sounds like a pity,” Wen En said. “So what about his siblings? What do you think their relationship was like?”

“It must have been terrible,” Romeo said.

“It’s like a condensed version of a forest society, where everyone is fighting to the death for the so-called ‘will and assets,’ while the person who made the will, like God, is watching it all from above with a cold eye.”

“That sounds so sad,” Wen En said.

He thought of his sister. If he had to watch his sister, whom he had watched grow up, stand on the opposite side of him, holding a dagger and aiming the sharp blade at his heart, he couldn’t imagine how devastated he would be.

“Yeah, it’s so sad,” Romeo reached out, wanting to hug Wen En, but Wen En suddenly got up, and his forehead hit his chin, making him see stars. “Hey, can’t you watch where you’re going!” Romeo complained.

“Sorry,” Wen En said. “This bed is just this big. It’s difficult for two adults to squeeze into one bed. I’d better get off the bed first.”

Seeing that Wen En was about to leave the bed, Romeo shouted, “No!” He hugged Wen En from behind, his arms tightly around his waist, and his chin gently resting on Wen En’s shoulder. “Don’t go. I like the smell of your fabric softener.”

The warm body temperature of the Alpha came from behind. Wen En pushed the Alpha’s arm and said, “Are you a dryer? Why are you so hot?”

“Yes, I’m a dryer,” Romeo whispered in Wen En’s ear for the umpteenth time. “Seeing you wet, I’m here to help you dry off.”

“You’re crazy,” Wen En slapped away Romeo’s mischievous left hand.

“I’m serious,” Romeo said.

The mischievous left hand once again wrapped around Wen En’s shoulder. Wen En wanted to protest, but he suddenly felt a wetness on the gland on the back of his neck. “What?” Wen En exclaimed.

The next moment, he couldn’t speak anymore. He felt a sharp, unbearable pain in his Beta gland, as if two dagger-like things had cut through his gland and mercilessly pierced in. Yet he couldn’t struggle too hard, because it would hurt him. He knew that no matter how he resisted, the Alpha behind him would not let go.

The pheromones of lemon mixed with coconut were thus injected into Wen En’s blood. Wen En felt like he had fallen into a highball glass filled with a fruity cocktail. He struggled to surface for air, but he couldn’t.

“Is that enough?” Wen En said through gritted teeth. “Are you crazy? If you do this, how am I supposed to go to work tomorrow?”

At the thought of having to see his colleagues with the scent of an Alpha on him tomorrow, Wen En felt so ashamed that he would never be able to hold his head up in front of his colleagues again.

However, the Alpha, as if he hadn’t heard him, had no intention of letting go.

“…”

Wen En’s face was expressionless. He thought, Good, you won’t drink the toast, you’ll drink the forfeit.

He clenched his fist, and his elbow shot back like a spring, accurately hitting the upper left of Wen En’s abdomen, which was Romeo’s stomach.

The effect was very good. The discomfort in the back of his neck instantly disappeared, and the wandering hands were gone.

Wen En turned around and looked at Romeo, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, clutching his abdomen in pain and sweating coldly. He said coldly, “Did you think I was joking? Hmm?”

“Of course not, my dear,” Romeo frowned in pain. He licked the pale red liquid on his lips, as if savoring it. He leaned forward and licked the corner of Wen En’s mouth in a fawning way. “I was wrong, my dear. I won’t do it again next time.”

But his kiss was not honest either, like a black snake hiding in a rock crevice, staring at a wild rabbit eating grass on the flat ground, ready to attack its prey and strangle it to death at any time.

“That’s enough,” Wen En said. Wen En raised his hand, his palm between him and Romeo, and covered Romeo’s mouth, pushing him with force. “If you act crazy again, I won’t hold back next time,” Wen En warned.

Romeo immediately straightened his body and put on a serious look. “I was joking, Wen En.”

“Not funny at all,” Wen En said coolly.

“It’s my lack of a sense of humor. I told an unpopular joke, okay?” With that, Romeo hugged Wen En again. Of course, this time he didn’t touch him. His steady breath fell on Wen En’s cheek, like willow catkins floating by, making Wen En’s cheek a little itchy.

“Wen En,” Romeo said, “If one day, I have to become your enemy and stand on the opposite side of you, what would you do?” After a pause, Romeo said, “Would you kill me?”

“What are you thinking?” Wen En said. “Isn’t that how we were at the beginning?”

“No, no, we just had a little conflict then. It wasn’t to the point of being mortal enemies,” Romeo said. “If one day, it comes to a life-or-death situation between us, would you…”

Romeo stopped. After a while, he changed his tune, “No, you just kill me.”

He used a declarative tone, sounding very calm, as if this was the best result he had come up with after careful consideration. Hearing this, Wen En was so angry that he laughed.

“It seems you still don’t know me well enough, Romeo,” Wen En said coldly. “If that really happened, I wouldn’t kill you.”

“Do you think death can solve the problem? No, death will only make the problem more complicated and increase my workload tenfold,” Wen En said. “So, when that time comes, I’ll find a chance to knock you out and restrain you. Of course, I’ll ensure your safety. It won’t be too late to let you out after everything is settled.”

Romeo’s eyes widened. Although he knew that Wen En meant that this was a more efficient way of doing things, but, but…

At the thought of being restrained, a certain part of Romeo’s brain couldn’t help but become active, and he began to imagine all sorts of things:

A dim room, a burning candle on the table, iron chains on the wall, a leather jacket in the wardrobe, and the sound of Wen En’s red-soled leather shoes, which were polished to a shine, clicking on the floor as he walked…

Uh, it doesn’t seem impossible…

Wen En: “Seriously?”

“What?” Romeo hadn’t come out of his fantasy yet, and even his voice was a little ethereal.

“I said, you’re horny again,” Wen En looked at Romeo’s eyes with a blank expression for the Nth time.

Only then did Romeo seem to have sobered up. He looked down at Little Romeo, who was ready to stand up straight.

“Hehehe, I’m so sorry,” Romeo chuckled. “Wen En, I can’t help it when I see you.”

Wen En seemed to be not satisfied with Romeo’s answer. Seeing that Wen En’s face was getting worse and worse, Romeo quickly turned the topic back to the serial killer:

“Speaking of which, this killer, living in such a high-pressure environment, would definitely have a twisted psychology and pathological changes in his brain, until he becomes a psychopath, right?”

Wen En looked at him. “Go on.”

“I think he must have thought about saving himself and becoming a normal person,” Romeo said. “But the problem is, no one around him offered him a helping hand. His father was a narcissistic lunatic, his mother was a pitiful person who couldn’t even take care of herself, his driver and nanny… these people are not even worth mentioning. To him, they are no different from furniture. And his younger siblings…”

At this point, Romeo suddenly stopped. His eyes seemed to have lost focus, filled with confusion.

His hand was tightly holding Wen En’s hand, but Wen En could clearly feel that the originally warm hand was turning cold at a palpable speed.

Wen En finally felt that something was wrong. He tried to call Romeo’s name. He saw Romeo look up at him, and from those misty blue eyes, crystal clear tears flowed out.

And Wen En, for the first time, felt what it was like to be at a loss.

“Don’t be like this, Romeo, don’t be like this,” Wen En held the Alpha’s cheeks and gently kissed away the tears from the corners of his eyes. “I’m sorry, let’s not talk about it, okay? I’m sorry, baby, I didn’t mean to target you…”

“No, Wen En, I have to continue,” Romeo said, responding to Wen En’s intimacy.

“He would first start with his siblings who had no blood relation with him. He would establish a fraternity-like group, using blood ties as a bond to tightly bind everyone in the group, and order them to isolate the people he didn’t like.”

“Perhaps some people would feel that this is wrong, but no one would want to go against him, because those who shared the same father’s blood with him had a common interest with him, so they would not go against their big brother for a stepbrother who had no relationship with them.”

“And the father, who controlled the property and the will, would just watch it all in silence. He waited, until one day, a victor appeared before him, replaced him, and inherited his wealth.”

“But he didn’t wait for that day. Because the killer…”

Romeo gritted his teeth and revealed a truth:

“Until that day, a stray cat in the manor ruined everything.”

“Like most serial killers, the killer never paid any attention to animals. The small cats that nimbly moved through the treetops and on the eaves became his targets. They came and went freely, like free spirits. I think, deep down, the killer was always deeply jealous of them.”

“One night, as usual, he caught a small cat. But the small cat escaped his grasp. In the struggle, the small cat bumped into the scented candle on the table. The candle ignited the room, and soon, the surroundings turned into a sea of fire. The small cat had long since escaped, leaving only the killer struggling in the fiery sea of hell. Until his skin melted like a candle, he fainted in pain and lack of oxygen.”

“After he woke up, the killer had lost everything, except for that melted, strange face. His father had also died in the fire. Later, the will and assets became like a scam, and their whereabouts were unknown.”

“So, he completely degenerated into a murderous demon?” Wen En murmured.

“Exactly,” Romeo said. “This is my deduction of the first half of the killer’s life. You should know the rest of the story.”

“Is there anything else you want to know?” Romeo said.

He had long since stopped crying, and his eyes had become clear and bright, as if the long-accumulated mud had finally been cleared.

“…No,” Wen En said.

“From now on, as long as you ask me anything, I will answer truthfully,” Romeo kissed Wen En’s cheek and said affectionately.

“Hmm… let me think,” Wen En showed a thoughtful expression.

Then, he said something that shocked Romeo to the core:

“Then you can kiss me?”

Romeo’s jaw almost dropped. “Did I hear you right, Wen En?”

“Then I’ll say it again,” Wen En looked into Romeo’s eyes and said very seriously, “Romeo, now, immediately, kiss me.”

“But,” he stretched out his index finger, gently rubbing Romeo’s lips, and whispered, “Only kisses. No other things.”