Page 55 of Unbreak Me
The amount was two million dollars!
"What the heck? What’s this?"
"The sender of the transfer: Jared Ferguson. The title: reimbursement of court costs and surrogacy payment," Day read, blinking like he was in a daze. I could feel the shock and disbelief radiating off him.
"Hush money?" I guessed. "About two hours ago, I sent Jared the footage. His email was publicly available. Looks like Jared put two and two together. He knew you installed the lock, remembered what happened at City Hall, and noticed that entry in the medical records. He must’ve pieced it all together and decided to make things right."
Day just stared at the display.
"But good! At least they paid back the fine you had to cover and gave you the surrogacy money that was rightfully yours! It’s a good start, but it’s far from over. The dominoes are falling."
"I think Jared did this without Ferguson’s knowledge," Day whispered. "That withdrawal is practically an admission of guilt. It could even be used as evidence in court! Don’t you get it? It’s more than I paid them, more than they owed me! He absolutely acted on impulse. Ferguson’s going to be furious! I feel for Jared—this bastard will beat him for sure."
I snorted. "One more reason to send this psycho to jail. By transferring the money, Jared just helped us. If he really had thought Ferguson was innocent, he wouldn’t have paid you a dime. He’d fight it in court to clear his name. But he knows. He knows!"
Day’s body quivered slightly. "Yes, he knows. He noticed the state I was in. I saw the confusion in his eyes; he sensed something. There, at City Hall, when I came back trailing behind Ferguson, barely able to stand, he was shocked to see me like that. He practically carried me to the car. He even askedFerguson for help, but I screamed: ‘No!’ His face then… total confusion. I think that footage was the final piece of the puzzle."
I squeezed his fingers. "What matters to me is that Ferguson is starting to pay for what he did, and this is just the beginning. The avalanche is gaining momentum. This bastard will be punished, one way or another."
I kept holding Day’s hand, gently stroking it. He looked down at our joined hands, and there was a short silence.
Then I whispered, "Nico cried when he found out what happened. He said leaving you was the worst day of his life. He said you were the best omega he’d ever known, with the kindest heart, that you’d be a treasure for any alpha lucky enough to have you. And he made me promise—swear—that I’d be good to you, that I’d appreciate you."
Tears streamed down Day’s cheeks, and a quiet sob escaped his throat.
"Can I hug you?" I asked.
When he nodded, I pulled him into my arms, his thin body pressing against me. He leaned his head on my shoulder, trembling as he cried silently, hiding his face in my neck.
"Nico didn’t have to ask me, Day. I want to be that kind of partner for you. I want you to trust again, to be surrounded by love."
"I wish I could forget, Jan," he choked out. "I wish I could erase it all, even for a moment, just to stop thinking about it and feel happy."
Suddenly, his slim arms wrapped around me, his head turning to the side of my neck as his wet lips pressed against my skin. It was really hard to stay motionless and pretend his actions weren't sexual in nature, especially when his tongue licked over the most sensitive areas of my neck. Touching or sucking on glands was considered a very obvious sexualinvitation, and it confused me, especially at a time like this when he was so distressed.
But as he continued to lick and nibble at my skin, I began to hear a faint, very subdued, yet present sound—typically made by aroused omegas, a low, slightly humming tone coming from deep within his diaphragm. It was so quiet, almost shy, but as an alpha, I found it hard to ignore, all my senses heightened.
So, I mustered my courage and whispered, "I know this is a strange moment, perhaps inappropriate. But would you like me to take you to the bedroom now, and help you forget for a while? Just like I helped you yesterday, only maybe this time with my mouth?"
I have no idea where I got the insane courage to suggest this to him. But Day breathed a sigh of relief and nodded his head! Good—I wasn't misinterpreting what he wanted.
So I got up, carrying him in my arms, and silently walked up the stairs to the second floor where the bedroom was. The light was dim because the curtains were partially drawn.
I gently placed Day on the bed and lay down beside him. His eyelids were closed, his body motionless, and he didn't look very welcoming, but I could sense that it was just a facade. Inside, he was waiting, his heart beating fast.
So I slowly pulled up his T-shirt, exposing his chest. I wanted to see his nipples again because I liked them so much the last time. They were big and swollen, shaped like mushroom caps with long nubs—very sexy. When I saw them, my control was gone. I immediately leaned over and put my lips on his right nipple, sucking it vigorously. Day let out a loud gasp; then with my other hand, I squeezed his left nipple lightly, rolling it and stretching it a little. Day arched his spine and let out a soft moan as I continued to tease and sweetly torture his nubs.
Day’s skin was hot, even though he was on suppressants, I could still smell his shower gel and another floral scent comingthrough the pheromone blocker. Soon, I felt something hard pressing against my side. My caresses were obviously working, so I lowered myself along his body and pulled his sweatpants down, exposing his erection.
Day made a delightful sound, something like a soft meow, as I took it deep into my mouth.
If I thought it would take a long time because of his stress, I was in for a surprise. I must have bobbed over his shaft a few times when a sweet taste filled my mouth, and Day's hips thrust high into the air as if he wanted to push even deeper into my throat.
So quickly? This confused me; either he had a problem with premature ejaculation, or something mysterious was happening. As his body relaxed a bit, I pulled his pants off his legs and moved between his thighs. I thought he would protest, but he just lay there with his eyes closed, surrendering his body to my control.
I slipped both hands under his buttocks and lifted them up so I could better see his entrance. Day immediately spread his thighs wider, submissively presenting his hole to me, and the gesture evoked a low sound from my lungs, a typical alpha version of the sound 'Appreciation'.
Day’s head was turned to the side, his eyes closed, as if embarrassed, yet strangely willing to show me his body.
