Episode 15

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Everyone seemed to see each other's intentions behind those self-righteous smiles. Each of the men present wanted to ally themselves with young Noah and the Barlovento leader. And though they feared missing the opportunity to do so, none stepped forward.

And this was because they all knew that ambition was good, but they also couldn't chew more than they could swallow. To put it more simply: it was good that they had the hunger to increase their influence, but they had to stop and ask themselves: could they pay the price for it? Or were they even willing to pay it?

Surely, having an ally in that realm wouldn't hurt anyone. They didn't want to buy information or drugs, simply promoting talent could give them excellent dividends, as well as increase the family reputation to new heights. However, could they catch such an ally?

Many wanted to bite their ties at the thought of the golden opportunity slipping through their fingers. They saw the boy and a collective "if I could attract him…" crossed more than one heart.

With such a dazzling future already confirmed in their minds, who would care that the boy was not a Ballestero by blood? That was more convenient for them! Without the intervention of the so-called "family loyalty" he could be recruited into their families.

It was a shame that the fearsome leader of the Barloventos had better vision than them, and stepped forward first and tried to recruit the brilliant boy before his take-off.

For his part, the black-haired man, oblivious to everyone's thoughts, concentrated on what was happening with Jerome. He didn't know if there was really something different about the man or if it was just his paranoia, but no matter how much he thought about it and looked around surreptitiously looking for a possible flaw, his former husband seemed to be the same. After several minutes of carrying out this check and finding nothing, he finally gave up.

"What are you thinking about Noah? Obviously not everyone is going to come back the same as you."

For the time being, it was enough for him that the alpha was the same as ever. He would think about the details and future problems the next morning.

So with a clear mind, he allowed himself to have a casual conversation with Jerome. Since, for once, he wanted to experience that kind of innovative experience.

Noah almost laughed when he thought he had to die to be able to have a pleasant conversation with his once-husband.

"Is there anything sadder?", he reflected with a couple of mixed feelings. "Yes...getting married."

Seeing their lively exchange of words, many of the experienced men looked away slightly, just to appreciate the expression of the youngest Craso, as if they were a group of gossiping teenagers and not the great businessmen that they were. To their pleasant surprise, the omega showed a slightly annoyed expression. More than one wanted to laugh. Was it okay to be unfaithful, but couldn't stand to see his fiance with someone else? How ridiculous.

Some ladies, full of gossip in their hearts, even allowed themselves to laugh discreetly.

And meanwhile, Angel, who saw how his fiance plainly ignored him, did not complain at first; on the contrary, he felt relieved in his heart.

Although he didn't want to admit it, a large part of him was afraid of the ruthless alpha. A distant man who surely wasn't functional down there because of how cold he was. What good would it do him to get involved with such an invalid?

For the omega, who enjoyed the sweetness of love, it was difficult to consider spending his life with such a rigid man. Above all, what Angel feared most was to suffer the same bad luck as the villain's first partner, what if he died as soon as they got married? Never!

That's why he preferred Victor, a boy who was easy to handle and, most importantly, well-endowed in private matters. Until now, that boy had been his best lover. That was his main reason for having an affair even though it went against his impeccable public image. In addition, of course, the system's insistence. 0010 affirmed that Victor was the protagonist of this world and that if he approached him and managed to conquer him 100%, he could share his golden halo by staying together.

So without hesitation, he went for the boy. The only thing he regretted was that the villain's face fit his ideal more, but there was nothing he could do. His happy ending was with the protagonist. That conviction remained imprinted on his heart.

His mother at his side, unaware of what he was thinking, pinched his arm to get his attention. Her intention was evident, she urged him with her gaze to come closer to greet and show his face to the imposing alpha, and of course, she was ignored. The omega feigned dementia and did not move.

He wanted to laugh. The woman was beautiful, but with so much makeup on, her intelligence faded.

Angel looked at her with pitiful eyes on the outside, and contempt on the inside.

"It's just that everything about her is in bad taste. She's so obsessed with chasing luxury that she doesn't realize we're on thin ice."

Erminia seemed to have forgotten about the scandal that was unleashed less than five minutes ago. The woman really wasn't the brightest human being. But Angel didn't have that problem, so he didn't come any closer and lessened his sense of presence.

It's just that when he saw Jerome smiling at Noah, a feeling of crisis and jealousy poisoned him.

As if he couldn't allow those two to get close for anything in the world, or he would lose much of what he had achieved, he walked towards them, even with fear almost paralyzing his movements.

As he walked, he called the system several times in his mind trying to get a mission, but he never got an answer. It seemed that 0010 had vanished. Panic was born in his heart. What if it had abandoned him?

Without that trump card, how could he continue to win against the other protagonist? 0010 had promised him a happy ending, wealth, love, everything just for him.

With so many thoughts in his head, he finally reached Jerome's side.

With an adorable blush on his cheeks, he said hello softly.

"Hello, Jerome," he said. His appearance was sweet and pure. Anyone would be moved by such a boy. Angel heard some people gasp at his performance, and he smiled inwardly. His charm was still there!

The lost points were slowly recovering.

This confidence made him calm down and think things through. It was obvious that 0010 would show up soon. Perhaps they had been called from the main system. It wasn't the first time he hadn't responded to his call immediately, there were times when it took him a few minutes to show up.

Why had he worried prematurely?

With a renewed sense of security, he smiled brightly. This provoked a wave of lewd looks that ran down his body, and he enjoyed the feeling of being coveted by all. Yes... that's how it should be.

With a clean, handsome face, he approached the alpha. And he thought that if he was capable of conquering the protagonist, why not a simple villain?

Moreover, the alpha was capable of smiling at Noah, a simple beta with no more charm than his face. Wouldn't it be a piece of cake for him to make a move if he was a very good quality omega? His appearance was superior to that of the beta, not to mention the sweetness of his pheromones. Was there even a chance of losing?

Angel completely ignored the fact that he had already tried to make a bold move on the alpha before, and the results had been embarrassing. He also overlooked that the one he was already taking for granted, Victor, from the moment he was escorted to the private room, hadn't even looked at him, and instead Noah was the one who caught his eye with every step, until he disappeared from sight.

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