L*ck Me If You Can-Chapter 126
Ashley stood silently in place. He had to take a deep breath just to resist the urge to rip off the blindfold immediately. Losing his composure would only work against him. Dominique would never lose his cool—and if Ashley did, he’d only be giving the man more reason to mock him.
For a while, Dominique said nothing, simply staring at the son who was resisting in the only way he could—by keeping his mouth tightly shut. After a moment of silence, Ashley caught the deepening scent of cigars and realized Dominique had taken in a drag and let it out.
“You pulled a pretty cute little stunt.”
Dominique finally spoke in a slow, relaxed tone. Ashley didn’t react this time either. Whether he responded or not, Dominique continued as if he couldn’t care less.
“For you to lose your mind and make a scene like that... I really don’t get what you see in that mutt.”
His voice was laced with unmistakable scorn.
“A piece of trash who can’t even manifest.”
Ashley nearly shouted, but he held himself back by clenching his fists. He had no idea what had happened after he was arrested.
He had to stay calm. Analyze the situation. If he wanted to seize the next opportunity.
He vowed to repay that man for insulting Koi—someday, no matter what.
Dominique watched his silent son for a moment, then brought the cigar to his lips again.
He inhaled deeply, then exhaled slowly, eyes flickering toward Ashley’s tightly clenched fists before returning to his face.
The masterpiece that bore both the mark of his Omega and his own image—this creation was Dominique’s second most treasured possession in the world. Every time he looked at Ashley, his lips twitched with satisfaction.
But that didn’t mean he would tolerate disobedience. If anything, Dominique knew all too well that cherished items often required harsher treatment.
Like sanding down the surface of fine wood with coarse grit over and over to create the most beautiful and perfect piece of furniture.
“I’ll let this one slide. I’m sure you’ve had time to reflect.”
Dominique continued, deciding things entirely on his own.
“Now go back to your room and get some rest. We’ll be returning to the East first thing tomorrow. And of course, you’re coming too.”
Ashley flinched. Dominique noticed his unrest and added casually,
“I’ve picked out a few women for you. It wouldn’t hurt to meet them gradually while attending university. They’re all Omegas, so they’ll be suitable for extracting pheromones.”
Ashley stared blankly, stunned by the unexpected words. What the hell was he saying? Was he seriously—?
“...You want me to date someone else?”
Ashley managed to ask. Dominique responded as if it were no big deal.
“If you don’t want to drain pheromones at parties, choosing a suitable partner and marrying her isn’t a bad option. You could extract regularly, and it’d suit your obsessive cleanliness, wouldn’t it?”
He chuckled as he looked at the frozen Ashley and asked,
“You’re not telling me you can’t because of a defective, worthless reject, are you?”
Ashley opened his mouth in a panic, but no words came. As he stood frozen, Dominique leisurely leaned back and pressed a button on the desk. The door opened, and the secretary walked in.
“You called for me, sir.”
“Escort Junior back to his room.”
At his order, the secretary moved immediately. She gently tugged on Ashley’s arm, snapping him out of it.
“I’m staying here.”
He spoke up too late, but Dominique only gave a dry chuckle. The secretary said nothing and pulled on his arm again. Ashley yanked his arm away and snapped harshly,
“I’m not going to the East! I’m staying here! Stop trying to control my life like it’s yours!”
“Ashley Miller.”
The secretary quickly cut in.
“Wouldn’t returning to your room be better than getting locked up in the basement again?”
At her calm but firm warning, Ashley froze once more. She was right. There was nothing he could do.
If he caused another scene here, he’d be thrown back into the dark. Dominique could make that happen with a single word.
“...Let go!”
In the end, all Ashley could do was violently shake off the secretary’s hand. She quickly stepped back and, in a businesslike tone, said,
“Turn around, take one step to the right, then walk twelve steps forward.”
There was no other choice. As Ashley staggered forward in compliance, Dominique narrowed his eyes. The secretary gave a small bow to Dominique and followed Ashley out of the study.
Once the door shut, Dominique was left alone. Smoke from the cigar he had held in his mouth drifted slowly out.
He had never imagined he would find himself dealing with the typical frustrations of raising a rebellious teenage son. But it wouldn’t last long.
Ashley may have inherited some of his Omega’s rebellious streak, but in the end, he too would kneel—just like the one who gave birth ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) to him.
“Ah...”
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As the thought of him crossed his mind, a warm rush surged in his belly. Dominique narrowed his eyes and let a thin smile play on his lips.
“It would’ve been nice if ‘Ashley’ were here.”
Murmuring a wistful whisper, he exhaled deeply with the smoke. Just thinking about his pitifully beautiful Omega—who could do nothing but scream curses at him—made him ache to wrap his arms around him and churn his insides.
<I’ll run away from you someday. I swear I will.>
If only he could.
Kuhuhuhu. His low laugh echoed eerily in the silent study. ‘Ashley’ would never escape him. Neither would their son.
Dominique Miller never let go of anything he wanted.
*
“...Goddamn it!”
Left alone in the room, Ashley ripped off the blindfold and hurled it aside, swearing under his breath. Even the dim light in the room stung his eyes, so he kept them shut and waited for them to adjust.
It was still dark outside. That must’ve been why they’d taken him out of the basement—so his eyes, used to the dark, wouldn’t be blinded by the glaring Western sunlight.
Some light had been seeping through the blindfold, so his vision adjusted slowly. Ashley opened and closed his eyes repeatedly, and only after a while did he regain a semblance of vision.
“...Haa.”
Letting out a belated sigh, he started pacing the room restlessly. If he went to the East like this, he’d never be able to see Koi again.
And now marriage, too?
His head snapped clear, blanking out completely. He never imagined Dominique would go that far. It was obvious—he’d do anything to tear Koi and Ashley apart.
No. Absolutely not.
Ashley scrubbed his face with both hands, then paused to take a deep breath. Think. He had to think.
Stay calm.
He couldn’t use the same trick twice. This time, he had to escape right under Dominique Miller’s nose—with Koi.
...In that case.
He started pacing again, sat on the bed, stood up, grabbed his head, sat back down—repeating the cycle over and over. Time passed. By the time dawn approached, Ashley had finally organized his thoughts.
*
When the secretary knocked and opened the door, Ashley was lying in bed, asleep. The thick curtains blocked every ray of sunlight, keeping the room as dark as night.
Clicking her tongue softly, the secretary approached the bed.
“Ashley Miller, wake up.”
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She gently shook his shoulder as she spoke.
“It’s already past ten. You need to eat and start getting ready. Everyone’s busy right now. Ashley Miller!”
She urged him again, but he didn’t respond. Frowning, the secretary looked at him—only for Ashley to groan softly.
“...I feel like I’m gonna throw up.”
His voice was weak, drained of all strength, and the secretary hesitated. Ashley grimaced and continued.
“Water. And some medicine. Now.”
“Medicine...?”
For the first time, the secretary hesitated. She was always swift and flawless in executing orders, but this wasn’t so simple.
Extreme Alphas had superior immune systems compared to regular people. They rarely got sick—and most medications didn’t affect them. Normal drugs definitely wouldn’t work here.
Getting medicine specifically made for Extreme Alphas wasn’t easy on such short notice. Still, saying she couldn’t do it wasn’t an option either. She was, after all, the most competent secretary there was.
“...I’ll look into it.”
She responded in a firm tone and quickly left the room.
