'The important thing is that he doesn't ask for sex. I think it's cuter.'
Darius and Ahio arrived at a small port, there was a medium-sized fishing boat ready to sail.
Ahio was eating chocolate wafers, beside Ahio, Darius was chatting casually with one of the Prefecture leaders.
Several people in full security uniforms stared at Ahio, to which the GIRL responded with flirtatious winks. Ahio didn't know that Darius had been paying attention all this time.
"Wow, that one is cute. He has dimples."
"That's tall... Wow, nice body proportions."
"Oh my God, that one is handsome, macho, and gentle."
"How do you know he's gentle?"
"The way he looks someone." Ahio turned her head, laughing awkwardly seeing Darius with a straight face. "You are jealous?"
"You crazy girl."
"Hey, I'm normal. It's normal for cats to be tempted when given salted fish."
Darius groaned. "Our business is finished." He looked at his watch. "Come on, I'll take you to the hospital."
"Eh, it's strange if I just come alone. Don't you want to come?"
"Make that as if you were an independent woman."
Ahio nodded. "OK." Ahio's thumb rose.
***
A girl fixes a pile of fruit then takes a deep breath to solidify her resolve.
Ahio's steps were calm and graceful. In front of Fathur's treatment room, a bodyguard blocked Ahio.
"You may not come in."
Relaxing, Ahio gave him an identification card, after which, a bodyguard nodded and invited Ahio to enter.
Ahio is greeted in a friendly manner. "Mr. Fathur."
Fathur turned his head, a smile on his face. "Ahio."
Ahio placed a parcel on the table. "Darius can't come. I hope you understand."
Ahio sat on a special chair for visitors.
"How are you?"
"Better." Fathur saw the fruit Ahio had given him. "Can you peel a fruit for me?"
ahio blinked. "Okay."
"A waitress got into an accident on her way home from work, isn't that strange? She was the one who gave me a poisoned vodka."
Ahio looked up. "No one knows about fate. You should be grateful that you are still given the chance to live."
"Hahaha, you're right. I once was critical."
Ahio nodded.
Fathur saw a door and so did Ahio, appeared, a woman who immediately rushed to hug Fathur tightly.
"Fathur, tell Mommy where it hurts."
"Hahaha, I'm good, Mom."
Ahio seemed lost, especially when the middle-aged parents stared at her intensely. "She's your girlfriend? Thank God, darling, you finally did what Mom said!"
Ahio was too shocked to only stare confused. "Sorry, Auntie I-"
"She's just a friend, Mom."
Fathur's mother deliberately ignored this. "What's your name, darling?"
"Ahio Isme." Ahio spoke politely even though she was still dazed.
The old woman spoke lovingly. "Please don't be offended by Fathur's words, he's just embarrassed. I'm very happy Ahio. Now I'm looking forward to you guys wedding. Oh dear, you don't know how frustrated I am. Fathur is 35 years old but hasn't married yetI'm getting old, I want to quickly hold grandchildren."
Ahio was stunned, inside she was busy grumbling. 'Oh my God, he's a poor bachelor!'
"Ahem. Hahaha Auntie."
Ahio's role-playing skills are not the best but she is quite confident. "Your prayers are very good."
"Don't call me Auntie, dear. Call me Mom."
Ahio looked down sadly. "Sorry Mom, Fathur never mentioned you. I don't even know your real name."
"What do you mean Fathur? Toxic relationship?" A middle-aged woman turned to look fiercely.
"Mom, it's not like that." Fathur denied wanting to explain further.
"Enough." A middle-aged woman returned her focus to Ahio.
"My name is Marlin Zezonheart. Fathur is Mommy's adopted son but Mommy considers him my biological son."
"Mom..."
Fathur got up, was about to pull Mrs. Marlin's arm. "Yes Mom, Ahio knows." He looked at Ahio meaningfully, a smile on his mouth. After about a second, the smile turned into a sharp gaze.
"Don't worry, dear. She's very sweet. Come to our home the day after tomorrow, Ahio. I'm looking forward to seeing you."
Mrs. Marlin is excited, reminding Ahio of her mother every time he gets money from tapping rubber.
Ahio smiled awkwardly then turned to look at an IV.
***
"That's how it is. The most absurd misunderstanding that ever occurred once in life."
Darius' jaw tensed. "It is true."
"Excuse me?" Ahio blinked in confusion.
Darius looked up. "Mrs. Marlin Zezonheart is my biological mother."
"Ha?"
Gape fish was Ahio's expression amidst endless confusion.
"Then your family company changed its name?"
"..."
Ahio was furious, she approached and pulled Darius' shirt collar. "Fuck, don't be weak. Leave everything to me."
Darius frowned, the wrinkles weren't quite right on the person's forehead. "Should not."
Drag!
Ahio was pulled down and sat straddling Darius. "You horny?"
"No." Darius buried his head in the crook of Ahio's neck inhaling the pheromones. "My mother has a bad sense of smell like me. Even so, you can't play the role of dating Fathur. I don't like."
"But it's a great opportunity."
"My mother is Alpa who was changed into omega prime and my father is Enigma. Fathur is good at hiding aura, pheromones, and intentions, I can't confirm his second gender yet in full. It could be that he is Enigma prime."
Ahio frowned confused. "But, usually you push me to the edge."
"Should not." Darius shook his head firmly. Amid mixed feelings, he licked the skin of Ahio's neck.
"Wait, wait, wait. What are you doing?"
Ahio's breathing began to become heavy and irregular. "Ah!"
Darius' fangs scratched Ahio's neck. "Y-you're a werewolf, Darius. not a vampire."
"I know."
"Then d-don't bite, it tastes weird."
Darius smiled crookedly, idly licking and then biting into small pieces of the temporary mark he had left behind.
The sensasion was too much so Ahio grabbed Darius' shirt as the man's low growl was heard.
"Mine."
Ahio blinked, writhing restlessly, eyelashes fluttering in a daze.
"Ow!"
At a certain moment, Darius bit hard, tearing a skin cell, deepening the diameter of the bite mark on Ahio's neck.
*****