Help! the four Alpha's are obsessed with me. Chapter 3 Asking for a head

Blinking his eyes and trying to clear off the sweat and exhaustion building on his forehead, the man before him didn’t give him the chance.

Oh, those pheromones—this was sothing else. It wasn’t disturbing or distracting as others claid. No, this one was different.

He felt pulled, almost as if the man was calling out to him.

Daniel wasn’t a normal oga, aning he couldn’t be controlled so aninglessly like the others when they ca in contact with alphas and their pheromones. Unlike those who lost all reasoning because of hormones that made them horny, Daniel always kept his senses. But this man was making it damn difficult to look away.

The abs. The V-line. And shalessly gawking, he set his eyes on the dick dangling down below. It was big—so big—and shockingly it wasn’t even hard yet. If it was this massive soft, what would it be when hardened?

Gosh, don’t even start with the tattoos. That snake inked around his neck, trailing down his neckline almost to his chest.

Daniel was rendered speechless. He wasn’t a fan of tattoos, but why did this one look so damn attractive? And that face—that devilish grin and sculpted perfection that could rival a Greek god. Goddess help him, he was in hot soup.

From a witch like Madam Helen to this handso, hot demon. Before he could open his mouth, the sexy stranger beat him to it.

"Climb the bed if you’re ready and stop gawking," the hot stranger ordered.

"Excuse you," Daniel spoke, exasperated. Him? Climb on the bed?

Wow. That was insulting. He wasn’t a whore to just go to anyone’s bed—especially not now when HIV was rampant. Who knew who carried diseases, pretending to be clean only to share them later?

He might be a joyful giver, but he wasn’t about to open his legs anyhow.

"Do I look like I want to have sex with you?" Daniel finally responded.

The man, still standing there naked, frowned at his words. He began to assess the intruder, his eyes darkening.

This wasn’t the person he’d been told to expect, and he definitely hadn’t been expecting a beauty this stunning. It surprised him beyond belief.

Soone like him didn’t seem to belong here. And why the sudden change of expression when monts ago he had been eating him up with his eyes?

"Are you playing pranks with ? I am not in the mood for jokes," the hot figure declared.

He took a stride, approaching Daniel slow and steady, each step laced with a sexy danger that nearly made Daniel’s jaw drop.

"This is just a mistake," Daniel pleaded, maintaining his stance. "I mistook here for sowhere else—I just need protection."

But the sexy stranger kept coming closer. Closer, until the space between them was filled with nothing but tension.

"You co here while I am horny, and instead of easing my distress, you’re asking for protection?" the man’s smooth, deep voice echoed seductively.

Oh man, not this again.

Daniel tried to keep a straight face, but his eyes twitched uncontrollably. He was failing miserably to mask his growing embarrassnt.

"I didn’t know you were horny—sorry about that," Daniel said softly, trying to hide his tiredness after running all day, avoiding Madam Helen’s n.

"If you’re sorry, then the only redy is for you to give a head. Can’t you do that?" the hot man shalessly declared.

A head. What!!!

Daniel might look innocent and shy, but his mind was corrupted with years of porn he’d watched since high school. Hell yeah, he knew what giving head was.

"I don’t understand what you an. Like... I should hit my head on yours?" Daniel asked, feigning cluelessness.

The man moved in, face closer, sniffing—trying to catch the intruder’s pheromones and determine his rank. But nothing ca out.

If he wasn’t knowledgeable, he’d have said this intruder had no scent. But that wasn’t possible. Or... could he be masking it? Why?

With their faces so close, Daniel gulped. His throat was dry from all the talking and explaining that so far had yielded nothing.

"Pretending to be clueless, I see." The man purred, his bass voice making him appear even sexier and more dangerous.

That wicked gleam in his eyes—cold, dark shadows lurking there—gave him the look of those hot villains in fantasy and romance books. Why were villains always so sexy?

"I’m not pretending. I hardly ever pretend. I just stated clearly what I wanted to do, and now you’re questioning ," Daniel snapped back sharply.

For a mont, the sexy man shifted back, giving a nod before heading to the door Daniel assud was the restroom.

The mont his back disappeared from sight, Daniel heaved a sigh of relief. Thank God for his suppressant perfu masking his scent. If he escaped this brothel, he’d keep his identity a secret to the grave.

A knock shattered his thoughts. Hyper-awareness surged through him.

"Could it be them? Have they found ?" Daniel began pacing, dread and fear clutching him tight.

Knock!!

The constant knocking brought the sexy man back out of the bathroom. But the sight—oh, it was blinding.

Water trickled down his hair, slithering onto his chest from his shower. That neatly shaved chest. He wasn’t naked now, but the towel wrapped low around his waist left little to the imagination. He stopped in the room, eyes glued on Daniel, who was pacing like a madman.

"Why didn’t you tell them to leave?" His voice was cold, sharp as steel.

"And why are you still here?" he pressed further.

Daniel imdiately ran to him and gripped his hands. Screw pride—this wasn’t the ti for self-respect. Pride wouldn’t save him from Madam Helen’s n, but maybe this one could.

He might be a greater evil, but better one evil than being tossed between n like a worn-out dress.

"Don’t throw out, sir. Let’s make a deal. Protect , let leave this place with you, and I promise I’ll do whatever you want," Daniel declared helplessly.

He’d thought it over and there were no other choices left.

"I promise. And if I promise, I don’t go back on my word," Daniel added, lying through his teeth.

No way was he becoming anyone’s slave. Once out, he’d run far, far away.

With a dark gaze and mischievous gleam, the man stood straight and walked to the door without replying. But before opening it, he declared:

"You, boy, are going to regret saying this later. Pray your boldness saves you in my dark world."

Then he shoved the door wide open.

As expected, ten n stood outside.

"Mr. Adrian Valez, soone was spotted in here. Can you please hand him over?" the gigantic man asked, bowing.

Adrian laughed wickedly before replying.

"The person you’re talking about is going back to my estate right now as I speak—so get lost."

Imdiately, the n froze, shaking in fear.

Seeing that fear, Daniel couldn’t help but wonder what exactly he had gotten himself into.

What if Adrian was his undoing? His destruction?

The n trembled, glancing at him before scattering for safety.

Slamming the door shut, Adrian turned to Daniel, ready to announce his payback. But to his surprise, Daniel had already collapsed, unconscious from exhaustion.

Looking at the delicate figure on the floor, Adrian smiled broadly.

"Interesting choice, boy. I guess waiting won’t be an issue. After you rest... you have a head to give ."

Leaving him on the floor, Adrian walked back to the bathroom, locking the door soundly.