Chapter 57 – The Inferior Omega is Forcibly Loved by the Superior Alpha 8
“Shuang Yu, get ready. It’s time to go on stage.”
The manager called Shuang Yu through the walkie-talkie.
Shuang Yu returned to the backstage area, put down his tray, and went to the staff changing room. He collected the tips he had received, locked them in his locker, and then went on stage with the other performers.
“Next, let’s welcome our sexiest and cutest beta boys to the stage!”
The MC’s enthusiastic voice rang out, and the audience immediately erupted in thunderous applause and screams.
In the dazzling lights, Shuang Yu and four others walked onto the stage, forming a triangle.
Standing at the very front, he was clearly the lead dancer for this performance.
Under the shining lights, his soul-stirringly handsome face and perfect figure drove the crowd even wilder.
The original host had once been a Superior Omega. Because his gland was destroyed, his body had deviated from the typical omega growth path, and his appearance was not as delicate as an omega’s.
He was 185 centimeters tall, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs. His facial features were not as feminine as an omega’s; instead, they were very handsome, combining the gentle beauty of an omega with the sharp handsomeness of an Alpha.
He was the kind of person who would catch your eye in a crowd, possessing a more striking presence than the cookie-cutter Alphas and omegas.
As the cool music started, Shuang Yu’s body began to move with the rhythm.
A seductive hip thrust and a flirtatious wink sent to the audience made the little omegas below scream their heads off. The fiery atmosphere was comparable to an idol’s concert.
“What a slut.”
Shi Heng, who had returned from the restroom just before the performance began, had a cigarette dangling from his lips. He squinted, his eyes fixed on Shuang Yu on stage, as unrealistic fantasies began to form in his mind.
They were in a private room. Shuang Yu was performing just for him, slowly walking towards him under his piercing gaze, sitting on his lap, and wrapping his arms around his neck to start grinding his hips…
Shi Heng licked the back of his teeth, his lips tightly pressed together, feeling his mouth go dry.
After the dance was over, Shuang Yu left the stage amidst the crowd’s screaming pleas for him to stay.
The dancers had a fifteen-minute break after their performance. Following the original host’s persona, he didn’t stay in the break room to chat with the other employees. Instead, he went through the staff exit to the deserted back alley for a smoke.
He lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled.
His sharp profile, seen through the faint smoke, looked even more profound and handsome, like a mystery that was impossible to solve.
Clatter, clatter, clatter—
The sound of disorderly footsteps rang out.
He raised his eyes, the cigarette still between his lips, and looked at the four or five menacing-looking Inferior Alphas, raising an eyebrow.
A few hoodlums whistled at him, their brazen eyes roaming over his body as they spoke lewdly, “Hey handsome, want to play with us? You need money, right? As long as you satisfy us, you won’t be short of cash.”
“Play with your mom’s cunt.”
Shuang Yu took the cigarette from his mouth and cursed arrogantly, flicking the butt towards the group with his long fingers.
The glowing cigarette butt seemed to have a mind of its own, landing right on the face of the man in the lead.
The man howled in pain, frantically brushing off the butt, and glared at him viciously. “You stinking bitch, you chose the hard way. Get him!”
The men charged at him, shouting.
Shuang Yu’s eyes filled with frost. He lifted his leg with a clean, swift motion, sending one of them flying. He then followed up with a back elbow to the guy who had put him in a chokehold from behind.
“Ugh!”
The guy grunted but didn’t let go, instead using all his strength.
“What are you all standing around for? Get him, he’s not easy to deal with!”
he roared at the others, gritting his teeth.
The men quickly surrounded him, one grabbing Shuang Yu by his slender waist.
Shuang Yu arched his knee and delivered a series of sharp blows to his abdomen.
“Oof…”
The man was forced to let go, collapsing to the ground and retching violently.
The others, seeing they couldn’t hold him down, all rushed in, trying to restrain him.
Shuang Yu let out a fierce roar and struggled with all his might, actually managing to throw off the men who had surrounded him.
“Fucking hell, I’ll show you who’s boss!”
The man who had been retching on the ground leaped onto his back. With a savage look in his eyes, he plunged a syringe into the back of his neck.
A cold liquid shot into him, and a wave of pain and heat washed over him simultaneously.
Fuck!
Shuang Yu cursed under his breath, then shoulder-threw his attacker to the ground and began to stomp on him relentlessly.
[My lord, you’ve been injected with a black-market inducer!]
In his mind, Xiao Ai’s worried prompt sounded.
“I know.”
Shuang Yu said through gritted teeth.
He was starting to hate the weird settings of this world.
Not daring to linger, he staggered to his feet, leaning against the wall as he stumbled his way out.
Shi Heng waited for a long time, but Shuang Yu didn’t return to the nightclub. He asked a staff member and learned that he always went to the back alley to smoke after his dance.
He rushed to the back alley in a hurry.
In the alley, Shuang Yu was sitting on the ground, drenched in sweat.