"Here," Zev took out a spray and handed it to her.
Manipulated by his Pheromone, she licked his hand, not even accepting the spray. Zev sighed and sprayed it inside her diminutive nose himself. She sat still as he did, then coughed at the acrid taste of them. Suddenly, her desire for his Pheromone disappeared as she was brought back into reality. She now felt light-headed, for so much of her stimulation had drained out all at once.
"Hah, hah, hah...."
Suddenly realizing her discomposure, she cleared her throat and sat on the bed with her posture ramrod straight. Olympia closed her long, slim legs tightly together, her face shadowed with a blush.
"I apologize for that,"
Why was she apologizing? He was the one who blackmailed her and forced her into this situation. Olympia was livid, but couldn't seem to express it in words.
"No need," he grinned. She stared into his mesmerizing eyes. With his tempting jawline, fascinating eyes, exceptional physical features, and tall height, he was twice as attractive than actors she had seen in her father's company.
"I-I'll call my driver--"
Zev rubbed her lips with his thumb, enclosing the distance between their beguiling faces.
"Did you hear me, Omega?"
Olympia grimaced. Although he had fabulous looks, she always loathed when people called her that.
"I told you already, you're not gonna be going home 'til late today."
He traced the beautiful lines of her face with his adamant but gentle fingers. She grabbed them with her hand and demanded,
"What?"
"I'm going to keep you for myself," he grinned.
With the spray he had inserted inside her nostrils, she could no longer smell his Pheromone and it had eradicated her sexual desire. Zev quickly sprayed it in his own nose before he lost control of himself too, wincing at the stinging smell.
"What do you mean?" Olympia whispered bitterly, discerning his charming face.
"We're engaged, Pia." he grinned, revealing his perfect, white teeth, "Didn't your father tell you that?"
"He did, but what gives you the right to own me?" she grabbed his tie and dragged him towards her small, rosy lips.
Olympia was quite affronted by his accosting behavior. Although Zev was a part-time supermodel, celebrity, and the future chairman of a major company, and grew up with pride, his domineering behavior towards her had pissed her off down to the very core.
"The spray will wear off in a couple of minutes. An Omega infested with high Alpha Pheromone is dangerous until she fulfills her sexual desire, dear."
Olympia blushed to a deep shade of red, trying to stare at his tempting eyes without being engrossed in them.
"So?"
"Your father also consented the ownership of your minority to me." he grinned, a hint of interest climbing up to his lips. "I just turned 18, so I am legally allowed to be your guardian."
"?!"
Olympia had thought that she was her father's priority and he had literally sold her! For his business! What rights did he and Zev have to treat her like a slave?!
"Don't worry; it wasn't public. My private lawyer took care of it."
Zev enclosed the distance between his attractive face and her's. Olympia didn't bother to move, hypnotized by his seductive face but was intimidated at the same time. He was different from her molesters; strangely, she now wanted him for herself. He was the Alpha of her childhood imaginations.
"Fine," she responded, "Then I'm yours now,"
"What made you change your mind so quickly, dear?" he smiled, his attractive, thirsty eyes looking at her graceful chestnut eyes. "But I think I know..."
Olympia raised an eyebrow, frowning.
"From the moment we were very young, we always had a synchronization in our thinking. When the adults told us to go play together, out thinking always was the same, and I remembered that you were pissed off when I was as intelligent as you."
"Prove it." she declared.
Zev lurched forward, forcing their lips to meet. Olympia's eyes shook at first, but they calmed down at the staunchness of Zev's eyes. He wrapped his brawny hands around her tiny waist, which strangely, she enjoyed the sensation of. The spray was disappearing and she could smell his Pheromone again.
"Let's say it at the same time, shall we?" they collapsed at the bed, his minty, cool breath on her neck. Her pulchritudinous, chestnut eyes blushed as he smiled. Again, his unbearably strong Pheromone was controlling her behavior now.
"No," she said. Even her speech was manipulated by his Pheromone, "I just want you now."
Zev discerned her large, skeptical eyes with interest, then finally spoke,
"I thought so too,"