The Rudiego mansion was drenched in wealth, but it was a lifeless kingdom just like the man who owned it.
Isaac sat at the long dining table, barely acknowledging the feast laid before him.
He stretched tiredly, rolling his neck as he stood.
"Same shit, different day."
Outside, the latest red sports car purred, its sleek frame catching the morning light.
Alex and Kevin were leaning against it, waiting.
"Ah, finally," Alex smirked. "Took you long enough, princess."
Isaac scoffed and waved nonchalantly. "Sorry to keep my fans waiting."
Kevin opened the car door. "Just get in already."
Isaac slid into the passenger seat. The engine roared as Kevin hit the gas.
The moment they pulled into Cove Crest College, the shift was instant.
Isaac stepped out first, and students parted like a spell had been cast.
Eyes dropped. People rushed to clear his path.
And then, Emily Sinclair, the silver-haired omega, glided toward him with seduction coating the air.
"Isaac~" her voice honey-sweet, fingers tracing his collar.
The scent of her pheromones was intoxicating. Angelic.
Isaac smirked down at her, playing along despite feeling close to nothing.
"Miss me already?"
She brushed her lips against his jaw. "Of course I did~ you kept me waiting for sooo long."
He laughed. "Oh, did I?"
"Will you make it up to me?" She pouted.
Kevin shook his head at the sight, "It's been barely a week." Muttered under his breath.
Yes, it's been less than a week since they were away for a trip to Miami. It was just a festival they skipped school to attend.
Alex snorted from behind. "Y'all gonna start fuckin' in the hallway, or can we move this along?"
Emily rolled her eyes. "Jealous?"
Alex laughed almost condescendingly. "Of you? Never lol."
"Basement, basement." Kevin clicked his tongue, already turning toward the stairway.
Isaac hummed and followed.
Emily clung to his side as they descended into the school's underworld.
It was cold down.
Coloured lights flickered, casting hues of red and blue across the brick walls. Smoke curled in the air, the scent of nicotine and burning herbs mixing with alcohol and bodily fluids.
The music was loud, heavy bass thrumming against the walls.
Isaac stepped in, and immediately, eyes turned to him.
They greeted, "The emperors returned!" and cheered at the arrival.
From the look of it, people barely acknowledged the morning.
Bodies draped over couches and tables, tangled in each other's limbs.
Kevin grabbed a drink straight from the counter, downing it in one go.
Alex leaned against the pool table, a cigarette hanging from his lips.
"Oh, my beauties." His arms draped over the two naked girls' shoulders.
In a corner, a group huddled over a tray of pills.
Isaac walked through the chaos, owning it.
Emily tugged him toward the king's couch, one that belonged to Isaac.
He sat down, Emily straddling him with a sultry whisper. "I can't wait anymoreee~" Her fingers tangled into his hair as she leaned in to kiss him.
He kissed her back, his hands gripping her waist as he pulled her against him. The music pulsed around them like a living thing.
She reached for the zipper of his pants and slowly drew it down.
His cock sprang free, already hard and ready for her touch.
Emily got on her knees and wrapped her hand around its length, squeezing gently before leaning in to take him into her mouth.
The first stroke was tentative but soon grew more confident as she sucked him deeper.
Isaac watched her gobble it with a smirk on his face. He loved the scene, feeling himself getting lost in the sensation.
Her tongue danced along his length. She pulled back to gaze up at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Is this right?~" she whispered.
Isaac's smirk widened. His fingers were woven into her hair behind her head.
"No, like this." He shoved his cock deep into her throat.
She started gagging, hands gripping onto his pants for dear life.
Her face was twisted, "always such a bully..." gasping for air.
"It's my job." He shrugged.
Emily pulled away and straddled his lap once more.
She reached for her clothes and ripped them open to reveal a lacy bra and matching panties.
Emily leaned forward, her breasts pressing against his chest as she kissed him once more.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer, their bodies grinding together.
Emily reached down and guided his bulging cock into her, feeling a rush of immense pleasure wash over.
It was like a perfect blend of pressure and friction that sent shivers down her spine.
She moaned loudly as she bounced up and down on his lap, taking him deep with each stroke.
Emily threw her head back as Isaac filled her inside. Her inner walls hugged him tight. They bounced their life away.
The moaning sounds echoed loud and primal.
Isaac felt himself getting lost in the sensation once more. His grip on Emily's waist tightened.
From afar...
Alex leaned back, stretching with a lazy grin. "First thing in the morning, as always."
Kevin walked over, swirling his drink. "The norm."
One of the girls draped over Alex's arm tilted her head. "Has the king always been that way?"
"She's new, Mr. Alex," another girl chimed in and introduce. "Yes, the king is an Alpha, so it's normal." She answered in his sake.
"Nah, it's just Isaac." Kevin let out a slow exhale.
Alex chuckled, flicking ash from his cigarette. "Normal Alphas aren't this bad. He's supposed to be taking suppressants, but why should he? Daily Omega therapy works just fine."
Kevin threw quiet shades."Gotta fill that void somehow."
Alex let out a dramatic groan, clutching his chest. "Ouchhh, that hurts."
The girls laughed, leaning into him.
The new girl, still wide-eyed, then whispered, "But Ms. Emily sure is amazing... she's so pretty and seductive. Her skin is pearly white...I can see it glistening from here."
"Yeah, I heard," another girl nodded. "Omegas are usually incredibly beautiful,"
Alex smirked. "Can confirm. Emily's not Isaac's first Omega... not even his tenth."
Kevin sighed. "He collects them like Pokémon from all over the world."
The two shared a glance. Cue a brief flashback—luxury suites, foreign clubs, unfamiliar cities. Different women. Same hollow indulgence.
They sighed in unison.
Then suddenly the school bell chimed through the walls.
The basement's chaos dulled instantly. Conversations halted, drinks were abandoned, and bodies untangled as students groaned, stretching out their limbs like restless beasts.
Kevin tipped back the last of his drink. "That's our cue."
Alex exhaled dramatically, "Ugh. The system calls."
Isaac didn't move immediately. He stayed sprawled on his private couch, Emily still draped over him, her fingers lazily tracing his chest.
"You coming, or should we carry you?" Alex teased, looking at the lazy king.
Isaac ran a hand through his messy hair, groaning. "Tch. Let's get this over with."