Chase stood in the middle of the lavishly decorated hall. He swirled the beverage in his hand imagining pouring it on someone.
Chase has kept the upper button of his shirt open he was sweating tons today. If that wasn't enough the crowd was smelling like cheap perfume. Not to mention the bland music probably the underpaid group of musicians was playing.
The sneaky chatters, face with fake smiles plastered on them, unnecessary small talks there was so much wrong with the party.
The GK group seemed to have to spend a hefty portion on the banquet.
"Chase does something about resting bitch face of yours," Nicolas whispered near Chase's ear, making sure nobody was ears dropping on their conversation. But Chase has already decided not to give a f*CK, he clicked his tongue to express his rebellious attitude.
Nicolas emptied his glass in a gulp, things were not going to work out with Chase acting like that. His brows were tense, lowkey he wanted to lecture his little brother but at the moment society felt like chains stopping him.
He opened his mouth to say something but close it immediately. Seeing a man in his fifties approached them with a bunch of other men who were his followers.
Chase could imagine them as a group of wild hyenas but he had never seen a hyena this fat.
"CEO and president Xavier, why does the atmosphere feels tense in here?" Chase examined the group from head to toe. He took a moment to breathe.
"I don't think so, Mr Allen." Chase smiled slyly but his blue eyes got darker with contempt. Nicolas also backed him up by putting his hand on his shoulder.
"Congratulations on getting the new deal, Mr Allen." Nicolas gripped the empty glass with more force while keeping his expression unchanged.
"Haha.."The old man busted into laughing hearing two different types of responses from the brothers. Seeing the Xavier brothers from far away whispering with annoyed faces he thought he could find some drama in today's party. But now it was for nothing. Wait-
"I heard there was talk of marriage about president Xavier and-"
Before Nicolas could stop Chase from saying anything Chase had already spoken and with confidence.
"Well, I didn't know you were interested in my personal life Mr Allen. Anyway, gentlemen, I will take my leave and I won't forget to invite you to my wedding, Mr Allen....if there is any."
Chase walked away from the group and his smile disappeared in thin air. He took a drink from the waiter with some alcohol proportion. And started drinking it in one corner.
He didn't want to be disturbed but still had to return the greetings from every passer-by. The party wasn't going well for his introverted self at all.
For this party, he ditched his doctor's appointment today. Chase could hear Bai screaming from afar 'Take care of your health'.
"Take care of your health." Chase stiffened at those words. Did Bai come out of his imagination?
Chase quickly turned his head in direction of the voice. His eyes met with the brown orbs of the alpha which shone like honey when the light fell on them.
The silence between both of them continued as Chase refused to say anything.
"Alcohol is not good for you," Charles spoke with words as if he was worried but his worry didn't reflect in his expression.
"Are you working for WHO as a doctor, now?" The professional smile remained on Chase's lips even when he talked back. The increasing anger was clear in Chase's eyes that Charles decided to ignore.
Chase's idea of a short term relation they had was clear, he went on date with Charles, he rejected Charles and he apologized for it. Now, it is over. They shouldn't need to act familiar especially in parties where words travel at the speed of light.
"Do you like doctors?" Chase did see the absurd question coming.
Charles observed Chase who had a confused expression after his out of context question.
"I don't earn less than a doctor."
It finally clicked Chase what language the alpha was speaking in. Chase didn't give him a response but he finished the glass in his hand in one go. And started to leave without a word.
Charles followed the omega behind. Seeing it Chase increased his pace not wanting to see get caught up with Charles again.
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Sigh.
Chase efforts of increasing his speed were in vain due to perhaps Charles long legs but were he stoping?
No.
Chase tried using a spiral route, between the crowded route where he took the most crowded places, then getting help from brother route in which he failed miserably. Charles still followed behind him efficiently.
All of this lowering his energy levels to zero. At last, Chase decided to use one last route balcony. Most of these parties use balconies as a place for people to make out. There was no way a dominant alpha-like Charles was going to follow him there with a great risk of starting his rut.
Chase hide behind the balconies wall to not get noticed. His breathing was heavy with all the walking, he already felt feverish before but now he was panting, it was too hot in the formal attire.
"What are you looking for? Did you buy any chance lost something? A watch?" The alpha still asked with an innocent expression as if nothing has happened.
Chase closed his eyes shut after looking at Charles standing in front of him.
He was done. So done, so exhausted.
Chase walked forward to get some air in the balcony not minding the alpha's presence. The balcony was empty, due to people leaving not be seen by certain someone.
"Charles, do you know you are a creep?" Chase bend on the balcony not caring about someone ears dropping or Charles getting angry.
"Did I act out of line?"
Chase looked at Charles with a horrified expression. He had no thought of filtering his words anymore.
"Dude, you just followed me in the hall....you came to have a conversation with me even after I rejected you just Yesterday...you got some...serious issues get some HELP!" Chase put his hand on his head which was feeling like exploding.
Charles didn't expect to get scolded by Xavier who seemed to have a complete breakdown while telling him how horrible of a person he sees him as. Charles wanted to tell the guy to relax but now he felt like it wasn't his place to. He decided to let the guy cool down on his own.
Chase sat down on the floor not caring if it was unpleasant or not. The horrible band was still playing, what level of confidence did they possess?
"Charles, call my brother. I am definitely...going to collapse." Chase ordered Charles quickly not minding if he just 'criticized' him, as soon as he felt his vision getting blurry.