the castration plan

Chapter 43

Baymuir smoked a shisha in his office, soaring through the clouds, lawless.

Peacock-glazed cigarette holders are installed at both ends of a slender hose, and the small ball in the vent hole is a piece of ice jade.The body of the bottle is inlaid with marble from India, emeralds, crystals and jade from China, agate from Baghdad and Yemen, gemstones from Sri Lanka, coral from Arabia, etc. Because of the similar luxurious materials, it is named "Taj Mahal".

Baymuir added some sour cherries and pomegranate juice to the bottle, and the fruity aroma on his breath was sweet and fragrant.This does not prevent him from having a sleepy expression, like an emperor in a high position.But it seems that he has brought the people and the world around him into an ancient dream, and his every move is full of hidden desires. He is the Persian enchantress Ajman Banu.

The Alphas who came in to report suffered another blow. The boss exuded such a frightening charm, and the beautiful Victorian eyes dazzled so much that one wanted to call the police.

Fortunately, Baymuir did not make things difficult for them today. He took over all the dirty work by himself, and worked overtime alone until late at night.

At eight o'clock, the CBO came in with his arms akimbo: "Smoking in the office will set off the smoke alarm, stop it!"

"No, the nicotine and tar content of hookah are close to 0%." Bemuir flipped through the registration documents of the perfume without looking up. "It won't trigger the smoke alarm, but you are triggering my alarm."

A wild cat pounced on the CBO.

LVBR can use two words to describe Baymuir as support. They signed a grandparent-grandson contract. Not only did they acquiesce in his eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling in the office, but they even took care of the cats and dogs he picked up. , It will grow several times in less than a month. These concessions are collectively called "protecting the back garden of inspiration for perfume artists".

"A shrew! You are a shrew..." CBO's face was almost scratched, "You can take advantage of the last few days, our new Asia-Pacific CEO will take office next week. The whole world knows that you and Roman are in trouble No, your days are over."

Baymuir was surprised: "It turned out to be him, Roman."

"How long has it been since you two met? Do you need me to recount Mr. Roman's resume? It seems that you have forgotten more than one thing. He is the godfather of luxury goods in the world and the Napoleon of the fashion industry..."

Bemuir nodded again and again: "It seems that I'm going to be cut into pieces. I'm going to write a resignation application now. I don't want to wait for him to come before leaving. Can you give me a temporary agent to stamp it for me?"

At 11:30, Baymuir leaves work.

Shen He had been waiting at home with Yao Mi for a long time, he said: "Pimms' mark has been successfully reversed, please check it."

Omega may be an instrument invented by the Creator to be used by Alpha, and it is destined to be sold by nature. The number of times they have sex can be reflected in the color of the glands.

Baymuir took off her concealment sticker and looked at it for a while.Before he could confirm that it was correct, Yao Mi had already pulled up her clothes, trying to cover her pink neck that was protruding from the collar.

Baymuir didn't say anything, poured a glass of amber wine and swung the goblet: "You are so cute, very nervous and trembling."

Then Bemuir put his hands on both sides of the sofa, and propped his body on her oppressively, as if he was examining a tamed prey, his eyes soaked in water slowly spread over, and he was about to drown the girl, he was affectionate The staring eyes make people believe that maybe she will die in his eyes in the next second, and it is unknown.

But it's bliss, isn't it?

That was the ultimate distance before kissing, and their eyelashes overlapped.

"Good Girl." Bemuir smiled lightly, floating as if floating in a fairyland, "Will you stay tonight?"

The flirting with abundance and tension makes people weak, and the girl even has a relaxed expression after orgasm on the girl's face, and the answer is obvious.

Bemuir's hand touching her neck tenderly tightened suddenly, and his eyes suddenly became animalistic, brutal and fierce: "You just like me that much, don't you?"

"Teacher...teacher..." Yao Mi couldn't help sobbing, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Baymuir let go of his hand, and covered his mouth with a perfumed towel to resist the strong estrous smell from the female Omega: "You don't have to say sorry to me in the future."

Yao Mi knew the meaning of this very well. In short, Baymuir fired her.

"Okay, don't cry and don't ask me," Bemuir said. "I have no problem with your ability to work. The problem is that you don't share Helheim's philosophy. You even hate every action. , you only set out missions to please me as much as possible."

"You are wasting my youth for me, losing my direction, and I will never be with you, which is contrary to my original intention of equal rights. So don't do this, your life shouldn't be like this. You want to do something else Anything is fine, money is not an issue.”

Yao Mi has liked Baymuir for a long time, a long time, it came from the crazy worship of the strong etched in Omega genes.

She never saw sadness in Baymuir's face, his eyes were always firm, his heart was always hard.He has precise knowledge, a sharp mind, and is decisive in killing at critical moments. He is so safe by his side, and he doesn't even have to worry about being splashed with blood when he kills.

"I don't want anything, teacher, I just want to be by your side..." She flung herself into Bemuir's arms and wept timidly, her face would have the thought of reciprocating the favor of a beautiful woman on anyone's face.

But the other party just hesitated for a moment, but he didn't push away ungentlemanly, which made Yao Mi's heart burst into a lively hope: "We can turn Alpha into Omega, then we can also turn Omega into Alpha." , I can become an Alpha for you..."

Baymuir was smirked by her: "Nonsense egg, I still have to fuck a woman, right? How indebted."

Yao Mi was only 17 years old, and she kept writhing in Bemuir's arms, her hot, white and tender breasts pressed tightly against her, like the most primitive way for animal cubs to gain attention.But she was like a bee locked in a bottle, always bumping into the glass wall, the other party didn't move at all, and the fleshy fragrance of her body flowed into the desolate air in vain.

"Your face is blurred, didn't you fix your makeup? I'm taking you home." Baymuir pulled a few pieces of paper and wiped her face as if washing her face.

He picked up his mobile phone to prepare for navigation, and said brokenly: "When you grow up, you will know that I am a bad person. I have mental illness, bad temper, blind eyes and deaf ears. I can't taste good or bad when you cook for me. , the glands are almost rotten into holes, if you don’t need the United Nations police to catch you, you might fall and die one day, you want to be a widow so much? How can you be a fool when you are young and beautiful.”

Her hair was stuck to her cheek because of tears, and Baimuer brushed it away for her.

"No, the teacher is the best person in the world." Yao Mi smiled through tears, hugged Baymuir sweetly, and looked at his pointed chin, "Teacher, will you get married in the future?"

"Fuck, I want to marry Jormo." Bemuir tried to stand up, "I think you can be a younger sister, and then count it as incest, and the hearing aid will be taken off for you."

"Ah!" Yao Mi suddenly called out.

"Mr. Shen, what are you doing..." Yao Mi blushed with embarrassment.

Shen He stood like a ghost on the gorgeous gilded and scarlet plush carpet, the head on his neck slowly turned towards her, his cold metallic eyes scanned the audience.

They kissed me for so long just now, and no one noticed that there was another person. The feeling of being overlooked made Baymuir extremely uncomfortable.

"Pimms, I'll take you back." Shen He stared at the car keys on the table, half of his face was soaked in the night, his eyes were like the mountains on the black and purple cape, and his expression was like a dry grave that no one was sweeping, everything was cool of.