Transmigrated As A Feisty Omega
Chapter 128: A decrease in the percentage

Chapter 128: A decrease in the percentage

I turned just for a second, but it was enough for the man to escape. "Hey!" I called out to him, but the man was long gone, running through the hall so fast my eyes couldn’t keep up with him.

"What’s wrong?" Fan asked behind me, prompting me to turn, to look at him.

"You!"

I would have gotten the man to tell me who he was and who sent him, had it not been for Fan who interrupted me at the crucial moment.

"How the hell do you have such a bad timing?!" I felt like kicking him in the butt, but I knew he was my only ticket back to my babies. That was why I decided to let it slide.

He shrugged, "I just wanted to inform you that Storm’s percentage has gone down. Right now, he’s off to a brothel."

"What?!" I gaped at him like a fool, trying to know what the hell he was referring to. I just saw Storm two hours or so ago. There’s no way he could have gone out in such —

Who the hell am I kidding?

An hour is more than enough for him to leave the palace.

"I thought you knew?" Fan raised a perfect brow at me. "I just want you to know about it, so you can prevent it from returning to the negative. Otherwise, it will affect your next visit to your babies!"

"Where the hell is he?" I tried not to sound concerned. It took all my willpower not to run down the hall, demanding a guard that would take me to him.

"Come, I will take him to you," he made to take my hand in his.

"Mega!" Phillip called out to me, and I turned to the call. "Where the hell have you been?" He asked as he closed the distance between us and took my hand in his. "What are you doing here?" He glanced around as if looking for someone.

"Oh," I nervously chuckled. "I was about to leave," I smiled at him, trying not to sound nervous. "What are you doing here?"

"We need to go!" Fan sounded urgent.

"This is Theo’s hall. You —"

"I will be back!" I ran down the hall while he called out to me, but I didn’t stop. Fan took my hand in his, and we disappeared after we turned the corner, only to appear in front of a house which looked a bit modern because of the colours used on it.

I paused when my eyes landed on the woman standing by the door, putting on colourful transparent wrappers, which left nothing to the imagination. It was like they were placed on a platter for any to walk in and take.

"Storm is on the second floor, the door on the right. Good luck!" Just like that, Fan disappeared as he has always done, leaving no trace at all.

I sighed and stared at the two-storey building for a long time before I took a step towards it. The brothel is not close to the busy street we went through when I was first brought to this place. The building is in a deserted part of the Street, with a few people around.

How the hell did Storm get to find this brothel in such a place?

The moment I took a step towards the front door, the women standing by the door went mad with flirty smiles as they motioned for me to come closer.

I matched to the front door, trying not to show my displeasure at the way the women looked at me with lewd expressions on their faces.

"Handsome, do you need an escort tonight?" One of them approached me. She has her black hair tied up in a tight ponytail, exposing her collarbone.

"Do you need a punch tonight?" I glared at her, clenching my fists so tight in anger.

Her eyes went to my clenched fists before it went to my eyes. She took a step back, and the other did the same, staring at me as if they saw a ghost.

I stormed up the stairs until I got to them. As one, they parted ways for me, and I was once more stopped by three men dressed exactly like the ladies.

I would have laughed had it not been for my urge to get to Storm as fast as I could.

"Where the hell is Storm?!" I growled at them, shocking the men who were gaping at me with scared expressions on their faces.

One of them — a brunette with cute blue eyes — shakily pointed towards the stairs. While the others — both the men who were conversing with some women — gaped at me like fools.

Without a moment of hesitation, I stormed towards the stairs and up to the floor Fan told me of. I went straight to the room and kicked it open while the entire people watched.

None of them tried to stop me, which is better for them because I’m ready to get rid of any who might try to stop me from getting close to Storm. As Ray and the guards who are always with him aren’t around, I have no one to stop me from getting to him.

The moment the door hit the ground from the force of my kick, my eyes locked with that of Storm, sitting on the bed while three naked men knelt on the floor, with their hands on their hair.

My shock came when I noticed how different they were from his normal men. Instead of red hair, the men kneeling in front of him all have black wavy hair. When they turned to look at the door because of the noise of the intrusion, their green eyes locked with mine.

They looked scared, but they dared not rise from the floor because of me.

Storm gave me a bored look before he turned his attention to the men kneeling on the ground. The blatant way he ignored me made me take a step back, shocked by it.

"What are you doing here?" I finally asked when I noticed that he wasn’t looking at me.

He ignored me, "rise," he said to the men kneeling on the ground, and they obeyed his orders. They rose on shaky feet and stood in front of him with their hands covering their crotches.

"Storm!"

"Turn," he instructed the men once more, ignoring me as if I were not standing in front of him.

The men did as he ordered. They turned their backs to him and faced me with their crotches in their hands.

"Kneel."

I watched, shocked.

The men knelt on the ground once more, but on all fours, with their arses arched and their legs separated.

"Good," Storm crossed his right leg over his left and watched them, without looking at me.

Furious, I stepped towards him, "Storm!" I yelled in his face, trying to get him to look at me, but he didn’t look. Instead, his eyes went to the door, and I followed his gaze.

"Get out!" I yelled at the people by the door before I focused on the ones kneeling on the floor, "get the hell out!" I kicked the nearest one, sending him to the floor.

With fear in their eyes, the men rose from the ground.

"Who asked you to rise?!" Storm’s harsh voice stopped the men in their tracks. They turned, looking like a deer caught in a headlight.

"Leave!"

Their eyes went to me before they returned to Storm. They looked indecisive, trying to know what to do. They took a step towards the door, only to freeze when Storm spoke.

"Get back!"

"Don’t you dare ask them to come back!" I yelled in his face. "What are you even doing in this place with sluts?!"

"Aren’t you one?"

For the first time since I stepped into the room, he spoke to me.

"Why the hell will you liken me to them?!"

He slowly raised his head, "you are a damned slut!"

The sound of a slap resounded in the entire room, stunning not only me but Storm. The men who were in the room had long gone, taking the opportunity to escape when I started my argument with Storm.

Angry blue eyes met mine before I found myself with my back to the wall and his hand tightly wrapped around my neck. He pressed so hard, it took my breath away — not in a good way.

"Do you think you can do anything because I let you do so?!" He snarled in my face. "You are a damned slut, Brys!"

I winced when he tightened his hold on my neck. Oddly enough, I couldn’t push him off me. It felt like all the strength left my body.

"You are hurting me!" I cried out, trying to push him off me, but was unable to do so.

Fuck.

What the hell is going on?

Did Fan take all my strength from me?!

"I hate you!" He sneered at my face before he kissed me, hard and punishing.