POSSESSION: The Hidden Omega In All Alphas' Academy [BL]-Chapter 152: The Next Crime Lord!

"N-No, please...f-forgive us, B-Big Boss!" With a painful chill of dread running down his spine, both those men quickly got on their knees before Rupert and muttered in a shivering voice, "W-We are terribly sorry for disappointing you. But we have already thought of a way of compensating the loss. Boss, we have a new target in our sight, and he’s that woman’s only son. He’s a healthy strong Alpha enrolled in the Elite Academy of Westport..."

"Strong Alpha, huh?" Sounding a little curious from their mumble, Rupert stood up from the couch and marched towards them, stomping his slippers hard on the floor with a ’creaking’ soun. "And how are you planning to get this strong Alpha?"

"H-His only weakness is his mother. So...once we manage to blackmail him with something about his mother, he will walk right into our trap. Otherwise, we had just originally planned to abduct him...but..."

"But what?"

Impatient when Rupert growled as his words trailed off, the guy sounded very anxious while uttering, "But Boss...that guy who smashed our member w-warned us not to touch that guy. Otherwise, he might mess us....EEAK!!"

Before he could finish his grunt this time, Rupert yanked him by his hair and rolled his fierce eyes that had the gaze of a vicious predator.

When a startled shriek escaped from him, he clenched his grip on the back of his hair with a menacing warning, "And the next time I receive a report, if you guys fail to fetch that Alpha’s organs as per the set target, then before that kid mess you up, I will make sure to tear all of you guys’ stomach with my claws and grab out any organs as I please! So, if you do not wish to die by my hands, get over with this month’s target quickly, do you understand?"

"Y-Yes Boss...W-We will definitely get that Alpha to compensate our loss. P-Please have a little faith in us..." Almost on the verge of sobbing, that guy’s shivering voice gave him the faint assurance Rupert was asking for.

Pushing him away with a yank, he slid his finger to indicate those two men to leave immediately. They were almost rushing outside in steady footsteps, but at that moment Rupert’s beta and his Chief Secretary Mr. Amar walked inside the hall room bearing stoic expression.

"Good morning, Sir. I have the news you had asked for." Upon entering that middle-aged, handsome man in his late 40s offered him a sincere bow before he uttered in a cordial voice.

"Yes, I was waiting for that." Rupert opened up a bottle of whiskey and started pouring down in the glass placed on the small round table in front of the couch he was seated on. Taking a sip, he asked, "Did that bitch get pregnant?"

"Um, no." In an anxious voice, Amar answered him bowing his head low, "Doctor said her uterus wasn’t capable enough to hold your—"

CRASH!!

But before he could finish his words, the glass came flying towards his direction and just grazing against his earlobe, it was smashed on the huge wall behind him. Amar shivered in fear to realize Rupert was fuming in wrath, but he stood still like a frozen statue.

"Why the hell all of you are just bringing me shitty news since morning! Fuck!" His vexed growl echoed loudly amidst the giant hall room, when he impatiently pushed his hair above his forehead, "How the hell it is so difficult for a damn omega to get pregnant with my kid? This was the 25th bitch that I impregnated...and all of them failed to conceive? How’s that fuckin’ possible when I desperately need an heir!?"

"Sir...please calm down a little." Mr. Amar frowned his brows looking very anxious, as he marched a slow step forward, "I will look to find some more suitable omegas for you—"

"No need, I am just fuckin’ exhausted of hearing this same damn thing over this span of years." Rupert directly chugged down a big sip of whiskey from the bottle and sounded very agitated from his grumble, "Just like you did to the other omegas, get rid of this one too. Make sure she doesn’t get to see tomorrow’s sunrise."

"Y-Yes sir."

Leaning his broad muscular back against the couch, Rupert lit another cigar as he was in dire need to cool down his throbbing pulse. With the big frown growing deeper on his porcelain white skin, after a brief silence, he asked in a stiff tone, "Amar, do you think that bitch...Marita has put a jinx on me? It was a damn political marriage arranged by my father, and I didn’t have any particular liking to that bitch, except her body.

"I was certain I had impregnated her on our wedding night...but the way she ran away the next day like a damn rat, do you think she had conceived? My intuitions strongly tell me she might’ve given birth to my child and must be living in hiding...Don’t you think of this possibility?"

Hearing his words with a stiff grimace, Amar maintained an anticipated silence before answering, "It has been over a decade since we started searching for Miss Marita...but we have found no information about her. Her entire family was dead anyway, and she never seemed to be in contact with her relatives. It might be safe to assume...she might be dead, Sir."

"No." Rupert clicked his tongue with a devilish smug that curved his lips, when he grumbled, "That bitch wanted to live...so desperately that she ran away from me the next day. I believe she’s still alive...so don’t you ever stop searching for her.

"If I ever get to find she survived and hid my child from me, I am going to fuckin’ kill her with my own hands. After all, she’s the one who put this damn jinx on me that I couldn’t have an heir, despite trying for all these years... Do you understand, Amar?"

"Yes Sir. Our men will continue searching for her, and I will order them to increase the pace of our search."

"Good." With another big exhale following Amar’s answer, the evil smug widened on his face as Rupert let out a big puff of smoke, with a vicious glare in his eyes outside the big glass window, before he uttered.

"If she’d really conceived my child on that night, I believe it would be a strong healthy Alpha, like me. I just need to get my hands on my child who must’ve grown up already. Don’t you think my child will definitely take my strong genes and become the next perfect Crime Lord after me?" freewebnσvel.cѳm

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Author’s Note: My dear lovelies, here I proudly present you Kylian’s Papa and the second Antagonist of our story (whom you will cuss a lot hehe). Who knew our Baby Kylian was the son of the vicious Crime Lord himself?

Thank you so much my lovelies JenniferGross44 for the GT and gift :* Thank you my sweethearts R6Tazdeviltje (I missed you TT) for the GTs, and also Nibbles_yum for the mass GTs. I will schedule bonus Chapters release soon, so please keep loving!