by V ʚїɞ

 La orca, 1976

mila had been out of it as soon as she’d been sedated, so dragging her unconscious body out would’ve been easy for the man as she was completely limp. finding herself cuffed to the bed once she woke up, she frantically started struggling now that the drug had lost its hold on her. “help! help! somebody!” she screamed, panicking. at least, mercifully, she was still clothed. as he came back out, she just blinked. “why am i here then?” she questioned, her voice a little hoarse.

"i've been following you for awhile, this wasn't exactly planned out ut it's what needed to happen." he said, sitting on the edge of the bed, close to her hips. "you've been implemented ina. crime, and you're supposed to be brought to justice, but I know what jail would o to a pretty girl like you.. so I decided to stop you from having to deal with that." he said, his voice low, yet cold. as if this was just a normal routine: following a girl, drugging her, and bringing her into his house. as if he had done this before. "so as long as you do as I say, then I will make sure that you're rewarded for what you do." he reached out, setting his hand on her thigh.

"was it only because we were drunk?" he asked, clasping his hands together. it was a nervous tick, something he did when he felt really uncomfortable in a conversation. "i've never really thought about our dynamic past being just friends. but obviously when you drink it brings out parts of you that are true, right? does that mean that you guys also felt that way about the three of us?"

nero didn't respond to her, his mind elsewhere until she was next to him. their contract had been fast, and quite frankly intoxicating, starting quickly after her arrival. he knew that it was set to end eventually, but he didn't want it to. maybe it was selfish, but once he'd been there with lia he knew that he wouldn't find someone half as good as she was... even if she was there simply because it was easier than dealing with her father. "I haven't been hungry." he lied, though he was starved. he was just being difficult. "you're leaving soon anyway, so we might as well end things early." he didn't want to, he just didn't want to deal with her finally leaving.

"celebrating life... as always," she slurred, voice thickened with sarcasm. truthfully, she'd been there for her friend's birthday gathering—a gathering everyone else had left two hours prior. but she didn't want to think about getting older, and she barely remembered why she was there anyway. she leaned her head against the window, her breath hitching each time they hit a bump in the road. the world outside was a shadowy blur, and looking at it made her nauseous, so she shifted what little attention she had back to the driver. "what about you? you have anything to celebrate?" she barely listened for an answer, her eyes starting to flutter like they'd slip closed at any moment.

michael watched in the rearview mirror as she continued to speak, she was absolutely wrecked it was obvious she had too much to drink. he turned his attention back to the road when she asked her question, humming and shaking his head a bit. "not truly celebrating, but i'll never say no to a drink so I usually go out and drink quite regularly." he said, though his voice trailed off when he saw that she was falling asleep from the drinking. he didn't bother saying anything else, just simply continuing the drive to his home in silence. once he pulled into his driveway he parked his car around the back, making sure noone of his neighbors saw before parking and pulling her out of the car and into his house. he had to act fast, make sure that she didn't realize what was happening before he could put her where he wanted her. he quickly went down to his basement. setting her against a wall and locking a chain around one of her ankles before heading back upstairs to take a shower before making sure she was awake.

the blonde sighed and her arms were sore. her body was still getting used to coming out of whatever stupor he'd put her in with the drug in her neck. she flexed her fingers and squirmed a little. "can you please let me out of these? i won't run." she furrowed her brow and her head was pounding. unless his different outcome was something completely fucked up. she couldn't exactly be picky with this now. she wrinkled up her nose and lulled her head to the side for a moment. her head neck was sore and she wanted to be able to stretch right now.

"i'll let you out when I can trust that you won't just go and run away." he said finally, leaning a bit closer in his seat. there was a beat of silence before he finally spoke, a small smirk picking up the side of his mouth. I've been following you for awhile, keeping an eye on what you do and what laws you've broken, so remember that I can put you in jail for a long time." he sighed. "look, the deal is that you're going to stay here, and be my de-stressor. when i've had a long day at work, I want someone here who can make it easy for me to relax before I go to bed."

he pursed his lips at her comment, chuckling. "it should concern you that i'm older and haven't mated yet, trust that we'll probably find someone for you long before we find a suitable omega for me." it wasn't for lack of trying, but he had specific tastes that were just hard to live without. but he'd always had a sort of feeling for lia that could be perceived as a crush, and he was happy that she presented as an omega because that meant he could pursue her.