Luther felt the tip of the knife slightly pressuring the entrance of his ear. It was too thick to actually get in and perforate his eardrum, but it was just sharp enough to cut his tragus in half with enough pressure.
Sanchez was towering over him seemingly having fun.
"Once I show fear, I'll lose his interest and end up a flower on the wall" thought Luther.
He pushed his head slightly towards the knife, praying in his mind Sanchez wouldn't elevate the pressure he applied with his hand to pin down his head. The gesture surprised Sanchez, making him chuckle slightly before throwing the knife away and switching Luther from being pinned down with his skull against the wood table to sitting on it, held tightly, securing his jaw in a tight grip. A small trail of blood was dripping down the alpha hand because of Luther's new earcut.
-I like you.
-Don't wanna see you not liking me then, Jesus! scoffed Luther.
Despite his confidence and lack of emotions that he was displaying, he was terrified. He could feel his throat drying up and his heart beating out of his chest.
Sanchez smiled and leaned in for a kiss. A loud bang disrupted, making Luther exhale relief. Sanchez arched a brow amused before adopting a more macabre attitude as a tall large middle-aged man threw a beaten-up Damian in the middle of the room.
-Courtesy of Lucrezia Akna. She said he's yours for a month, but don't break him. He is his nephew's favorite toy.
Luther looked at the unlucky skinny omega. His face was so swollen he couldn't tell what color his eyes were. Blood was dripping from his nose, busted lips and who knew from where else.
"This is Killian's lover?" thought confused Luther. "That little bitch was selling himself out for that deal after all"
Sanchez looked at Luther, analyzing his reaction. Then shifted his attention to his new playtoy Lucrezia sent him. He scoffed unhappy. He couldn't use that in his collection of the woman wanted him back after a month. He couldn't even plant him in a garden if his face was so roughed up.
-What happened to his face? asked the alpha.
-We got him like that. We just tested him for diseases. He must be some kind of traitor if he got Lucrezia to do that to him.
-I doubted it. If he was a traitor, he would be displayed like a taxidermy trophy. He did something to upset Lucrezia, but she still needs him. Hey, kid.
Sanchez kicked him in the stomach slightly, making the young omega moan in pain.
-Who are your parents?
-Eat me, bitch! said Damian spitting blood on Sanchez's flip-flops.
Sanchez grabbed the man hair and used it to clean the mess unaffected. After he was done, he ordered in an indifferent tonality.
-Garden. Advertise him as an unbreakable weed. Pay for punch. There are a lot of freaks with inferiority issues who would love to get down with an omega they put down.
-Yes, sir.
-Wait, said Luther shifting all the attention on him. The boy is roughed up good. He'll pass out, maybe even die.
-Lots of freaks are into that too.
-Perhaps, but didn't Lucrezia want him back?
-Accident at workspace.
-Let him stay here, said sharply Luther.
-Why would I do that? Will you go to the garden instead of him?
-No, but I happened to know Killian wants to stab Lucrezia in the back and take over the company. You could make a deal with him and use him -Luther pointed towards Damian- as a bargaining chip.
-I could use you instead.
-You could -Luther shrugged his shoulders- but something tells me you brought me here for something more important than taking over Akna Pharmaceuticals.
-Someone's optimistic.
-Analytical. Tell me I'm wrong.
-You're not. You're just pissing me off, chuckled Sanchez. Get him cleaned up by a doctor and bring him back here. Hey, kiddo, you should kiss the feet of the man who stole your precious little lover. He just saved your life. As for you - Sanchez gripped Luther by the throat- I found it cute you ordering me around as you know shit. Next time I won't.
Luther's lips curled in a smile as his face turned purple from the lack of air. Sanchez forgot to control his strength as he choked the omega.
Before passing out, Luther mumbled in a raspy voice:
-Let's see who'll obey like a little bitch in the end.