Desire Me If You Can Novel - Chapter 129

Grayson immediately protested, feeling wronged.

“I didn’t even say anything yet…”

“No pictures, no videos, nothing. If you try anything like that, you and I are instantly finished. I mean it, I will never see you again for the rest of your life.”

Grayson instantly became gloomy at those words. Just as I thought, Dane recalled listlessly. Why does this jerk only have such obvious ideas?

“If you understand, let’s go back.”

“Wait.”

Just as Dane was about to turn, Grayson suddenly called out to him. Dane frowned and turned around, and Grayson spoke with a rather resolute expression.

“I want to sleep with my Virginia between your Venus.”

What kind of position is that, you crazy bastard…

The color drained from Dane’s face, but Grayson was serious. They stood facing each other like an outlaw and a sheriff on the eve of a duel in the Wild West. In the end, it was the sheriff who surrendered.

“Fine, let’s go then.”

Dane ran a hand over his face and turned to walk away first, without bothering to check Grayson’s reaction.

Grayson hurried after him, speaking quickly.

“I want to commute together too.”

“Whatever.”

Dane was walking with his back to him, but he knew without even looking. Grayson was following him with a bright smile on his face.

What a ridiculous guy.

Dane thought, shaking his head, but his expression was soft.

“Boobs, Boobs. Boobs, Boobs.”

Grayson was humming a tune, beaming happily. Since arriving at work—or perhaps even in the car on the way—he had been in this state.

“Booooobs.”

Grayson pressed the chainsaw button, Weeeng, to keep time with his song, and chuckled, Heeheeheet. The employees watching him looked at each other in confusion.

“What’s wrong with him, is he crazy?”

“What’s up with his face? Did someone hit him?”

“Who would hit that jerk? They wouldn’t be alive right now if they did.”

“It’s weird that he looks happy even though he was hit that badly. Something must be wrong.”

“They say their minds get messed up if pheromones build up, those True Alphas.”

“Then what should we do? Wouldn’t it be a huge problem if we leave him like that?”

“Maybe he likes being hit or something?”

“That would be a relief, but if he’s really acting strange because of accumulated pheromones, we need to come up with a solution quickly.”

They were genuinely worried about Grayson. Since saving Diandre, Grayson Miller had become a true colleague. His worries were their worries, and if Grayson Miller had a health problem, it was a challenge they had to solve together.

“They say even medicine doesn’t work for True Alphas. How are we supposed to fix it?”

“They say he needs to have sex to drain his pheromones.”

“Then what do we do? S-surely…”

At the pale face of the man who couldn’t bring himself to finish his sentence, the other men also turned pale. In the atmosphere of mutual concern and helplessness, one person suddenly stepped forward.

“I’ll do it.”

“What?”

“Diandre?”

Everyone was dumbfounded at the unexpected volunteer. The guy who had been the most hostile toward Miller until now was volunteering for this?

“Well, Miller did save your life, after all.”

One person agreed, and the others soon understood.

“Right, compared to your life, your butt is nothing.”

“Exactly, it’s too cheap. That’s a really cheap price to pay.”

“This is a noble sacrifice for a colleague. Excellent.”

“Diandre, you bastard! I knew a day like this would come! I knew it would turn out this way ever since you were particularly prickly toward Miller!”

Diandre glared at the last guy, who was shouting as if moved. What is that jerk saying? Is he rambling that he knew I would end up offering my ass to Miller from the beginning?

Anger flared up for a moment, but arguing with him was a problem for later. Diandre decided to focus on repaying his debt to Grayson first. Clenching his fist, he hardened his resolve and walked toward Grayson. Behind him, his colleagues cheered him on silently, watching with intense interest.

“Miller.”

Grayson, who was humming a song and pressing the chainsaw button, Woong, woong, to keep time, glanced over. The moment his sparkling eyes found Diandre, they immediately became hazy. Grayson was silent for a moment, then turned his head again and started singing as if nothing had happened. Diandre’s existence had been completely erased from his mind. Seeing him repeat the actions he was doing just moments ago, Diandre felt a surge of anger again.

But he couldn’t get angry now. After all, Grayson was his savior. Last time, time had passed without him even properly expressing his gratitude. He couldn’t miss this opportunity.

“Ahem.”

Diandre cleared his throat again. Grayson didn’t even pretend to hear him. Looking down at him, who was just singing and maintaining his equipment, Diandre opened his mouth.

“Hey, Miller, I need to talk to you.”

He mustered up his courage to speak, but Grayson was still completely uninterested. Seeing him show no reaction, Diandre scratched the back of his head as if searching for words, hesitated, and then took a deep breath. Screw it, I don’t care.

“I’m sorry.”

At the sudden apology, the guys watching from behind widened their eyes in surprise. Only then did Grayson stop singing and raise his head. As their eyes met, Diandre looked down at the floor and continued his apology, his face beet red.

“I was too harsh all this time. I’m sorry…”

He apologized again, then gasped for breath and quickly continued, as if spitting out the words.

“I treated you so badly, and yet you saved me… I should have apologized a long time ago, but I missed the chance because you didn’t come to work after that. Thank you so much. You’re truly an incredibly great person. I even paid Dane money to beat you up, and I’m so ashamed. Thank you and I’m truly sorry.”

Grayson flinched at those words. A forgotten memory surfaced, and the puzzle pieces suddenly clicked into place. Completely unaware of Grayson, who was recalling his thoughts beneath his expressionless face, Diandre continued his confession.

“From now on, I’ll cooperate with you as much as possible, no matter what you do. If there’s anything you need my help with, just tell me… Thank you so much for saving my life.”

After expressing his deep gratitude, he finally lifted his head, looking relieved. Diandre’s face was filled with a resolve that had never been seen before.

“So, I think now is my chance to repay you.”

Not a bad idea. Grayson slowly curled the corner of his lips. He had a chainsaw in his hand right now. It was the perfect tool to get rid of an annoying presence.

But there was a problem. The fact that this man hadn’t hit him. Paying someone money to instigate violence wouldn’t count as a reason, right? He stroked the chainsaw with a regretful feeling, when Diandre suddenly spun around. And he thrust his butt right into Grayson’s face, who was looking confused.

“Here, hurry up and use me! Use my butt to drain your pheromones!”

Grayson froze in place. A chilling silence descended. Everyone held their breath, waiting for Grayson’s reaction. Diandre was also nervously awaiting what came next.

“…Ugh.”

“Mi-Miller?”

“Miller, are you okay? Hey, someone get some water!”

“Miller, snap out of it! Miller!”

His colleagues, who had been watching, rushed over in a panic at the sudden retching. Diandre was also pale with fear, but it was incredibly fortunate for him. If that moment hadn’t been interrupted by the urge to vomit, Grayson would have swung the chainsaw at him under the justification of ‘self-defense.’

“Hahahahahahaha.”

Dane, who heard the whole story after coming home, surprisingly burst out laughing loudly. Even though this was the first time Grayson had seen him laugh so heartily, he couldn’t bring himself to laugh along.

“I understand how you felt when you almost vomited.”

“Hehehehe, heheheh… Hahahahaha.”

Grayson spoke gloomily, but Dane couldn’t stop laughing. Grayson felt a pang of hurt at his reaction, but then became gloomy again.

“But I’m not as disgusting as Diandre, am I?”