-If you wanna ruin our main pharmaceutical contract so badly, at least meet with the guy one last time! Then I'll approve whatever little middle-aged tantrum you have.
There was no point in arguing with his father when he was talking in that tone. Since Luther wanted to cut ties with Akna Pharmaceutics, it was the least he could do to improve his father's mood. It was not much to be asked for given he was basically pushing Killian's company in the grave. If the Parliament broke a contract with a firm, they might as well go bankrupt.
And Luther was not feeling sorry for it. On the contrary, he felt like it was his duty to protect the omegas from whatever little side project Akna Pharmaceutics had in its basements.
Even with this all said, Luther couldn't help but feel nervous about having another dinner with Killian. Not because he feared the alpha's rage, but because it was uncomfortable to be around him since the pheromone rain that took place in his office earlier that day.
Luther made his way to the table. Killian was already sat but got up on his feet to pull the chair for the omega. Is was more than suspicious to see him act so carefully, it was borderline horrifying. After all this man did nothing but be late, be loud, be harassing Luther in the last 48 hours.
-You're early.
-It's an important dinner, said Killian shrugging his shoulders.
-I guess you heard I proposed cutting ties with your company.
-I did.
-Are you planning to do something about it?
-Well, the company could always reveal the nature of the new drug we are working on. Bet it would get popularity in an instant, but it might turn out unlawful since you'll make sure the big men leading the state wouldn't approve.
-Is that a threat?
-I'd say it's a rational exposition of the facts, babe. Of course, you can have an alternative. You could help me improve the drug and use Thomas to regulate the laws so the omega's security will be protected by the strong unmerciful law.
-You know the black market would find the formula to replicate the drug.
-As they found ways to replicate heat stimulus and aphrodisiacs. But that didn't make the medicine go illegal. After all, we're concentrating on what benefits the drug would give.
-You're so full of bullshit, Akna.
-I may be. So that's why I have a proposal for you. If you still say no after it, I'll burn the research down and never let any information about it ever come out. I'll make sure to deal with it personally.
-Sound too good to be true, mumbled Luther suspiciously.
Killian leaned back on the chair and threw such a teasing smile at Luther, that the omega almost lost focus for a second. It wasn't a bad view, Luther thought. Killian was about 6' 3" feet tall, built somewhat between a literal door and a triangle. He could imagine how that big back would look bare, sweaty, flexed.
-My sister advised me to spike your drink with the new drug and ravage you inside the nearest hotel to convince you to not kill our family company.
-My God…
Luther put down the champagne glass he was just about to drink. His hand slightly trembled. He wiped with a napkin on the corner of his mouth, trying to hide the unsteadiness of his lips. He could feel a small drop of cold sweat rolling down his spine.
-I am not that type of man, continued Killian reaching Luther's glass and drinking a big sip of the champagne. Do I want to do business with you and save my family's company? Yes, absolutely. But I also want to get to know you better, Luther. So, here's what I propose I'll give you a small dosage, enough to still make me end up in the hospital if you let your pheromones out for more say 5 minutes.
-Why? Small bladder?
Killian smiled mischievously. Luther was annoyed by how aware of his looks he had become since this afternoon's incident.
-I assure you I'm no one-minute man, darling.
-Well, you did say five.
-Just enough for us to hold hands, hug or even kiss if you are up to it.
-Why should I trust you? What if you give me the wrong dosage?
Killian moved his chair next to Luther. He picked up a cutlery knife and put it in Luther's hand. He squeezed his own hands over the omega's and pressed slightly the tip of it into his abdomen. Luther looked at him unimpressed.
-It won't cut enough to kill you.
-I would cut enough to make me bleed and enough to get the attention of the staff. This way you won't end up in prison if you defend yourself.
-Imagine the headlines, said Luther unfocused.
-Exactly, whispered Killian using his fingers to lift Luther's chin just enough to force eye contact. My company will be dead before I'll even leave the restaurant. I'm putting all the power in your hands, Luther. Would you give me a chance?
Luther's breath became unsteady. Under Killian's brown eyes gaze, with one of his hands holding his own to secure the knife and the other under his chin, he felt trapped by this man's game. He played the honesty card a bit too well and Luther fell for it like he was in a trance.
-We don't need physical contact to release pheromones, said Luther annoyed.
-Aren't you a fun killer? chuckled Killian. How about we let loose and see what happens? You might even jump me full of lust. Ravage me in the middle of the restaurant.
-I would be more likely to poke both my eyes out with the knife.
-Can you blame a man for dreaming?
Killian reached for his suit's pocket from where he took out a little white and red pill. He used his teeth to tear off the white part.
-Open wide, honey.
Luther opened his mouth slightly and Killian let the powder from inside of the pill pour itself just behind Luther's plump lips. The omega licked his lips to clean up any loose powder, but Killian saw it more like a tease. Luther didn't break eye contact for a second, keeping a rather cold composed demeanor.
Until the drug kicked in.