Victor smelled Wiven's strong pheromones, looked into his eyes, and noticed the total empowerment coming from him. Although Victor's head was spinning because of the drink Rubens had given him, he would not give in.
Victor: You better get your paws off my neck.
Wiven calmly observed that fierce wolf look, imagining that behind that face, he would find a totally defenseless boy.
Wiven: You can't do anything in this state, especially when you're hard right now.
Victor looked down and noticed the bulge beneath his pants. He looked up and thought, "This asshole must think I'm an idiot, but he's wrong".
He tried to move, but his body wouldn't budge.
"What the hell did Rubens give me to drink?".
Wiven was already finding it tedious, so he unglued his hand from Victor's neck and slid it down to his chest.
Victor tried to grab the hand that was invading his body, but the movement was flawed. Wiven leaned his head close to his neck.
Wiven: You're an alpha too, but that makes things even more fun.
He grabbed both of Victor's hands, pressing them against the wall as he trailed kisses down his neck, when he was a second away from biting him to mark him, Rubens appears at the bathroom door with a gun pointed.
Rubens: Stop right there, motherfucker. Nobody touches Victor.
Wiven: You escaped this time thanks to your little friend.
He walked away from Victor and walked towards the exit. He looked coldly at Rubens before leaving the bathroom.
Rubens went to Victor to try to help him.
Victor: Damn it, what did you give me?
Rubens: You asked for the strongest drink here, I just fulfilled your request.
Victor: Shit. We need to investigate who that son of a bitch is.
Rubens: I'll talk to some of our men tomorrow to get results.
Victor, in the midst of the turmoil, didn't think it was normal to have fallen so easily with just one strong drink. Usually, when he drank, even if it was the "danger drink", he still remained standing.
Victor: Take me home, I need to take a shower. That asshole left me impregnated.
Rubens gently put his arm around Victor's shoulders and then helped him walk to the car.
He drove him home.
Victor: You can go, I can manage.
Rubens: Are you sure you're okay?
Victor looked seriously at Rubens without saying anything.
Rubens: Call me if you need anything.
He heads for the door and leaves.
Victor let himself fall onto the couch, reached out to a pack of cigarettes in front of him. He took one and started smoking.
As much as he hated that being who dared to approach him without permission, on the other hand, he felt that those pheromones made him feel good. Besides, he smelled really good. But he was not willing to give in.
He took his cell phone out of his pocket and made a call to his brother who was in Russia.
Demon: What's up, little brother?
Victor: Do you know anyone covered in tattoos with a cold expression?
Demon: There are so many with those characteristics, could you be more specific?
Victor: Can you tell me if there is any other mafia installed here in New York?
Demon: Dear brother, I don't know. You should know. But why the question?
Victor: None of your business.
He hangs up the phone and throws it on the table.
"This is going to be a bit complicated, but I'll find out who you are one way or another."
Victor bites his lower lip, finding the situation exciting; if there was one thing he loved, it was the most complicated and impossible things.
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