The Rogue System [BL]
Chapter 89 - He reacted?

Chapter 89: Chapter 89 - He reacted?

"I want to be more than just a brother or a friend... I want to be your lover," Altren peered down at his eyes that showed no expression. they forever seemed cold and callus. "I want you to be mine... my one and only lover..."

He summoned all his courage for just this moment. He knew that their relationship will be beyond repair if Gwyn rejected him now.. but he needed to know. He needed to know if he had a chance or not.

Gwyn’s lips rose up slightly. "Hmm Alta, you must have a lot of lovers. after all, you protect the whole world."

Altren frowned. "I didn’t mean it like that. I meant only you. I only want you. Gwyn... I want you." He cupped his cheeks. Feeling the coarse stubble rubbing against his fingertips, he started to feel his blood rush to his nether regions.

He climbed onto the sofa and straddled his waist, all the while peering at Gwyn’s eyes. They did not have a single ripple in them. He looked so normal and unfazed, which irked him so much.

Here he was pouring his heart to him and this brute of a man was unfazed?! It’s so unfair.

’I want to make a mess of him.. I want him crying under me, begging me for more... Gwyn.. my Gwyn..’ he tilted the man’s face and got close. their noses touched. He had to hold back his temptation to just connect their lips and to taste this man. "Will you be my lover?"

Gwyn did not reply. He simply looked at him with a cold gaze. "What if I say no?"

"no? oh.. I will simply not give up. I might just camp outside your house until you give me a chance. I know you don’t hate me. I know you don’t like me either... but I’m sure in time I can make you fall in love with me,"

Gwyn pushed his face away, coughing slightly. "a fruit that is forced to ripen will never taste sweet,""

"oh stop talking like an old wise man. I don’t care if the fruit is bitter or not. I will still eat it with relish because I’m a starved man. I have never been with anyone and I will never be with anyone other than you. Even a bitter fruit will taste like ambrosia to me," after saying this Altren even went an extra mile and rubbed his crotch against him letting out a small moan.

Gwyn let out a small laugh. He simply grabbed the back of his collar and lifted I’m up like a trash bag.

Stunned, Altren glanced at him.

"Your brain is muddled by lust," he pointed at the bulge in his pants. "I don’t talk to irrational children," he opened the front door and tossed him out just like he would a trash bag.

Sitting on the front porch, Altren just blinked. ’what just happen? Was I just discarded... wait... when I rubbed on him... he was hard! He was hard!’ he glanced back with a big grin. "oh I think I have got my chance. I will make you fall for me Gwyn!" he shouted.

Gwyn heard this and let out a small laugh. Presently he was tiredly leaning, against the door panting. Is legs started to tremble violently. He could not stay up. he knelt to the ground, glancing at his hard member. "this curse... it’s such a bother. I wonder if Zhuzhu is okay. I hope there are no perverts around him..’

He crawled over to the bathroom and relieved himself. Or else his legs would have frozen up and turned into the form of stone. It was their blood curse.

Altren, who was standing out the door simply just tip toed close to the door and placed his ears on it, he could hear the subtle sound of rustling clothes and water dripping down. ’he’s even taking a bath?! Oh my god. I really have a chance! I made him hard! Oh fuck.. I’m.. I might have a boyfriend soon!’

He happily danced around when all of a sudden, he noticed a young child filming him.

He walked up to him, took the phone, and deleted the video. "good kid. you must not video tape anyone without consent,"

"who even says videotape nowadays, chill bro. It’s just a tiktok," he mumbled, taking the phone from him. "Besides I already posted it. You can find me at mylief34."

"huh?" Altren just gaped. "you posted it! Oh fuck...." While he was stunned, the kid even took a selfie with him and posted it with his nimble fingers.

"ah! Stop posting stuff!" he plucked the phone and smashed it to the ground. "I’ll get you a new one. I promise."

He dashed away before anyone could get any silly videos of him in front of Gwyn’s front door.

It was currently twelve thirty. The press meet was at one. He had to get to the hotel in about half an hour.

He waited at the junction to hail a cab but it was rush hour. He couldn’t find one single cab that was available.

Altren glanced around. "Shit everyone already knows what I am. Why am I waiting for a cab?" He swiftly shot up into the sky flying into the clouds.

He flew to the hotel as stealthily as he could avoiding the helicopters nearby.

If the media caught him flying around right before the press conference, they might call hi irresponsible for leaving just an hour before the press meet. After all, they have been waiting since the morning just to hear what he has to say.

Altren stealthily crept close to the door with the id card in hand. But as he was about to open it he spotted a man peering at him, eyes wide open. He even snapped a picture.

"Alta.. weren’t you... weren’t you inside?"

Altren just looked at him. This man was called reporter Park. He had been notorious the past few years, following him around trying to uncover his identity. It was that man’s lifetime goal.

He didn’t expect to be caught by this man. Who knows what this bitter man will write about him...

Altren walked up to him. "Give me the camera... I’ll return it after deleting that..."

The man simply started to tremble. "Alta! Alta is here! Everyone!" he called out loudly.

Altren could already hear a lot of footsteps coming his way.

"you... not cool man. Not cool." He hurried into the hotel and locked the door.

The reports all looked around at the empty alleyway and then a reporter Park. "why did you shout he was here huh! You liar! Shit, I think Alta is by the doorway. Everyone lest go," the others all rushed away leaving Park to stand there in shock.

The man could not stop his limbs from trembling. Alta just now... he really wanted to hit him. it was scary....

Altren rushed into the hotel room and closed the door after him. leaning on the door, he simply giggled. "he reacted to me.. hehehe....." he glanced at the bed to find his uncle sitting here with a cold gaze.

He immediately paled. "ah... uncle.. I... I was feeling stifled inside the room. Just went for a walk... haha..."

Aaron held up the phone. On it was a video of him dancing goofily on the road. And there was also that stupid selfie.

"darn it." He cursed under his breath.

"you haven’t posted what I asked of you in social media... what are you trying to Altren? Do you realize the seriousness of the situation? You just went to meet someone, didn’t you? Do you realize that you can put that person at risk? Especially during this sensitive time,"

Altren further paled. He stuttered, trying to find a reason to give his uncle.

"enough, I have taken care of this issue. Just go and get ready. You have to read out just as I have scripted in that flashcard got it. You can’t go off-script. I warn you..."

"Okay," Altren swiftly changed into a grey three-piece suit. He once again arranged his hair and glanced at his smiling face reflected on the mirror. Even his uncle’s chiding could not take away the happiness he felt at that moment.

He giggled giddily. "today is the happiest day of my life,"

The time for the press release came around. He got ready and left the room. The press meet was in the meeting room on the first floor. Only a few number of reporters were allowed. The rest were made to wait out of the meeting room.

The moment he walked close to the meeting room, flashes assaulted his eyes. He simply smiled and waved at them.

"Alta! why were you seen sneaking out!" Park who did not have the privilege to go inside shouted loudly.

Everyone glanced at him and started to throw questions at him.

Altren glanced at that man silently. ’I don’t like this person....’ He did not answer anyone’s questions and simply walked in, closing the door behind him.

Reporter Park took a deep breath wiping his sweat. ’I felt killing intent.. I think I’m hated now..’