My Jealous and Beautiful Villainous Wife (ABO) - Chapter 49

Ding-dong. The elevator arrived.

The two entered the apartment. The Alpha was wearing slippers—the same pair he had secretly taken out last time.

Si An noticed but said nothing. This morning, the housekeeper had tried to put the slippers away, but he had stopped her.

After all, Long Xiao couldn’t wear shoe covers forever.

Si An, where should I put these flowers? Long Xiao asked, carefully following behind Si An with the bouquet, anxious not to let the roses accidentally brush against the Omega.

Si An took off his suit jacket and casually draped it over the sofa, revealing the vest and shirt beneath.

The fitted vest accentuated the Omega’s waist—not a frail, delicate figure, but a lean, toned physique honed through exercise. His broad shoulders and back tapered sharply to his waist, forming a classic inverted triangle physique.

Yet, standing beside Long Xiao, the Omega might seem almost too slender. In reality, it was simply that the Alpha’s build was exceptionally massive.

The Alpha didn’t stare. He lowered his gaze to the flowers in his hands, his silver-white lashes drooping in restrained, gentlemanly composure.

Si An turned, lifted his hand to tie up his long hair, and glanced at Long Xiao with icy blue eyes. He replied casually, Just put them on the living room table.

The Alpha had been sending so many roses that new ones arrived before the old ones had even withered, filling the Omega’s home with their overwhelming fragrance.

Roses bloom most intensely and release their strongest scent just before they wilt, creating a heady, intoxicating aroma—rich, vibrant, and intensely alluring.

The overwhelming floral fragrance completely masked the faint wine scent in Si An’s pheromones, making it impossible to distinguish between the two.

Of course, Long Xiao could tell the difference. Si An always kept his pheromone release strictly controlled.

Unless you were standing very close, you could barely detect it when he was out. He only relaxed his guard slightly at home.

The Alpha obediently placed the roses on the living room table, realizing he had indeed been sending too many.

After a moment’s thought, Long Xiao turned back to Si An and said, I’ll send fewer roses from now on.

Si An stood at a distance that was neither too close nor too far, like a quiet, lurking snake. His eyes were dark as he fixed Long Xiao with a steady gaze.

Mm, they really were too many.

…Ninety-nine roses?

Once a week, I suppose.

Alright.

Long Xiao nodded and took a few steps forward, closing the distance between them.

Only then did the intoxicating scent of wine, mingled with the faint fragrance of roses, drift over.

This was Si An’s pheromone.

Long Xiao inhaled deeply, his gaze fixed on the Omega’s face.

Then I’ll be going?

Though he said the words, his feet seemed rooted to the spot. His eyes betrayed his reluctance, his gaze locked on Si An’s face as if trying to memorize every detail.

Si An watched Long Xiao, his eyelashes fluttering briefly. Long Xiao was always like this, making things so melodramatic.

But in the end, the Omega sighed softly and raised his arms slightly.

Come here.

The movement was minimal, his tone indifferent, a hint of disdain flickering across his face.

If the Alpha didn’t immediately understand the invitation, he would be mercilessly kicked out in the next second.

The moment Si An’s words left his lips, Long Xiao’s eyes lit up like two small golden light bulbs.

Without hesitation, he stepped forward and embraced the Omega, his grip both firm and gentle.

The Alpha seemed struck by sudden joy, his steps quickening, but he softened his grip just as he was about to touch Si An.

His hand hovered gently, barely a breath away from the Omega’s back, his warm breath enveloping Si An.

Yet, they didn’t actually touch.

Si An froze for a second, but before he could speak, Long Xiao had already withdrawn, his golden eyes returning to their normal intensity.

A hint of amusement and satisfaction lingered in his gaze, as if he were immensely pleased. His usually stern face seemed softened, a gentle warmth spreading from the corners of his lips, radiating through his eyes and brows.

Si An lowered his raised hand, staring at Long Xiao with confusion.

The Alpha didn’t have time to explain. He dared not linger any longer, his steps moving toward the door. Turning back to look at Si An, he said,

Wait for me. I’ll miss you.

With that, the Alpha strode out the door, swiftly changed his shoes, leaving the Omega standing alone.

Si An watched the closed door, silent for several seconds before a soft smile touched his lips. What does this mean?

After finally managing to get a hug, was it really over just like that?

Si An relaxed his body, leaning back until he sank completely into the sofa, the lingering scent of sandalwood still swirling around him.

That moment had been fleeting, like a dragonfly skimming the water’s surface—a touch and gone.

Or perhaps the Alpha hadn’t even touched him at all.

Cherish, treasure, value… or what?

Si An frowned, closed his eyes, and pinched the bridge of his nose.

He wondered if he was just too tired today, his mind playing tricks on him.

Long Xiao closed the door to Si An’s room at Dragon Cloud Pass, leaning back against it as he exhaled deeply.

His golden eyes had narrowed into vertical slits. The Alpha steadied his breathing, gritted his teeth, and retrieved an Inhibitor tablet, shoving it into his mouth.

The bitter, familiar pill required no water. He swallowed it expressionlessly.

A faint shimmer flickered across his face, hinting at the shadow of dragon scales. Long Xiao straightened up and strode toward the elevator.

He pulled out his phone and dialed.

Hello? Special Assistant Chen, I need to fly to Dragon Island immediately. Arrange for a private jet.

…Understood, President Long.

The rustling sound of someone dressing came through the line.

President Long, weren’t you planning to leave tomorrow? Why the sudden urgency?

Long Xiao smiled bitterly for a moment, but didn’t answer. His eyes darkened, and the canines in his mouth had already grown long enough to press against his lips.

His body’s instincts screamed for him to mark his beloved Omega.

But how could he?

What he wanted was Si An’s love, not his hatred.

Long Xiao silently hung up the phone, got into his car, and waited quietly for the medication to take effect.

Half an hour later, the refined Alpha opened his eyes, his demeanor returning to its usual aloof and dignified state. No trace of the beastly transformation remained as he silently started the car.

Si An stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the supercar drive away below, his ice-blue eyes darkening with unspoken emotions.

Only after the car had disappeared from sight did the Omega withdraw his gaze, turning to look at the roses in the living room and the gift bag beside them.

Si An took two steps forward and retrieved the gift a chubby, furry, golden cartoon snake. Its wide blue eyes stared up at him, its tongue sticking out as it coiled into a perfect lumbar pillow shape—utterly adorable.

Holding the snake by its tail, Si An paused for a moment before his ears flushed crimson. He muttered under his breath, Sick bastard.