Alpha Marked By A Ruthless Enigma (BL) Chapter 21 - 20: Contro

Julius fell forward. Harrison caught him before he hit the ground. For a mont, neither of them moved. The night air pressed around them, cold and still. Julius’s hand tightened around Harrison’s coat, holding on like letting go would finish him.

"Don’t touch ," he said. His voice ca out low and rough. It didn’t carry its usual control, not even close. Harrison looked down at him, sothing shifting through his expression. Not concern, not exactly, but sothing quieter and more dangerous.

"You never listen," he said. "You never learn." Julius pushed against him and forced himself upright. His balance shifted, but he held it, barely. "Shut up," he muttered. "Call my driver."

Harrison didn’t move. "You’re not leaving." Julius lifted his head, their eyes eting. "You don’t decide that."

"I already did." The words settled between them like sothing heavy dropped onto a table. Julius’s jaw tightened, his grip on Harrison’s coat still not loosening. He told himself it was just balance, nothing more.

"Move," he said. Harrison stayed exactly where he was. Then the club door opened behind them.

"Julius!" Helen rushed out, her steps uneven, her composure already gone before she reached them. She stopped when she saw them together, her gaze moving from Julius to Harrison and back again. Everything in her expression shifted at once.

"I’m sorry," she said quickly. "He’s not well. He drank too much." The air grew heavy, cold and complete. Harrison didn’t respond right away.

He studied her instead, slow and deliberate, like he was reading every word she hadn’t said yet. "Do you know what you’re saying?" he asked. Helen froze, her words breaking apart before they could form.

Harrison took one step forward, and that was enough to stop her completely. "Think before you speak," he said, his voice calm, which made it worse. "If this happens again..."

He paused just long enough. "You won’t be here to explain it." Helen’s breath caught, and the night no longer felt safe around her.

Julius exhaled quietly. "Stop talking to her," he said under his breath, low and almost controlled. Harrison didn’t look away from Helen imdiately.

"Let’s go," Julius said. He leaned closer without aning to, his voice dropping enough that only Harrison could hear. Harrison turned his head slightly toward him.

Their faces were too close. Julius felt it imdiately, that pull, that heat moving through him with its own direction. His breathing shifted, uneven now.

He pushed Harrison. "Move." Harrison finally looked at him directly. Sothing changed in his expression, sothing without a clean na.

Julius’s breath shortened as the drug moved through him, slow and deliberate, pulling at everything he was trying to hold together. Helen noticed. She had been watching the whole ti.

Her gaze moved between them again, the missing distance, the way Julius wasn’t stepping back. The way Harrison kept hold of him without forcing, without letting go.

That was when she understood. Fully. Finally. She had already lost, not tonight, but long before tonight.

"Julius," she said quietly. He didn’t look at her. "I told you," he said. "It’s over."

No hesitation, no softness, no door left open. Helen didn’t respond because she couldn’t. Nothing she said would reach him now.

Harrison moved, one hand at Julius’s back, the other steadying him as his balance threatened to give out again. Julius tried to push him away, but his strength didn’t hold.

"Don’t—" The word broke halfway. Harrison didn’t speak. He kept moving. Julius caught his coat again, fingers locking into the fabric.

"Put down." No answer. "I said—put down." Harrison kept walking, his steps steady, his hold firm.

The driver stepped out the mont he saw them. The door opened without a word. Julius was placed inside, and Harrison got in after him.

The door shut. "Sir?" the driver asked. "Drive." The car moved.

Silence filled the car, complete and heavy. Julius leaned back for a mont, then forced himself upright again. His breathing had changed, uneven and deeper than it should have been.

His body didn’t feel like his own anymore. He reached for his phone, his grip slipping before he caught it again. He held it, but his fingers weren’t steady.

Harrison watched him without speaking. Julius turned his head. "You let walk in there."

That stayed between them. Harrison didn’t deny it. Didn’t explain it either. Julius looked away first.

His thoughts moved slower now, not gone, but not sharp. Everything felt slightly delayed, like his mind was trailing behind his body.

"You’re not taking anywhere," Julius said. Harrison didn’t reply. "I said—"

"You’re coming with ." Julius exhaled slowly, trying to stay controlled. "You don’t decide that."

"I already did." The sa certainty. Unchanged. Julius closed his eyes briefly, then opened them again.

The lights outside were fewer now. The city was thinning. Less noise, less movent.

"You’re going to regret this," he said. Harrison leaned back slightly. "No," he said quietly. "You are."

Julius didn’t answer. Not because he had nothing to say, but because sothing in those words landed differently than he expected.

The car slowed. Julius noticed imdiately, his focus sharpening as much as it could. "Where are we?"

No answer ca. The car turned, then stopped. The engine went quiet.

Julius’s grip tightened on his phone. He didn’t move. Didn’t step out. The door opened, and cold air slipped in.

Harrison looked at him, steady and unhurried. "Get out." Julius didn’t move. "I’m not staying."

"That’s not your decision tonight." Julius almost laughed, but the sound didn’t co. His body still wasn’t listening.

That was the problem. That was what made this dangerous. That was what he hated most about it.

Harrison reached in. Julius didn’t stop him. Not because he agreed, but because his strength had reached its limit.

Harrison pulled him out slowly. Julius’s feet found the ground, his legs barely holding.

The night around them was quiet, no city noise, no crowd. Just open air and the sound of Julius’s breathing.

He looked up. Harrison was already watching him, closer now, leaving no space between them.

Julius felt it again, that pull, that heat that had nothing to do with the drug. He wanted to step back, but his body didn’t move.

"Don’t look at like that," Julius said, low, almost a warning. Harrison didn’t answer.

That silence pressed harder than words. Julius’s jaw tightened, his breathing growing heavier.

Harrison took one step closer. Julius didn’t move back. The air between them stilled completely.

"You knew," Julius said quietly. "You knew what she was going to do." Harrison t his gaze. "Yes."

"And you let it happen." "Yes." Julius stared at him, sothing shifting in his expression.

"Why?" he asked. Harrison held his gaze for a mont before answering. "Because you needed to see it yourself."

That landed hard. Julius looked away, then back again. The heat was still there, stronger now without distraction.

"I should leave," Julius said. Harrison didn’t move. "You should."

Julius didn’t move either. That was the answer neither of them said out loud.

"Don’t," Julius said quietly. Harrison tilted his head slightly. "Don’t what?"

Julius t his eyes and said nothing. Because there were no words for what he ant.

Everything around them went quiet.And neither of them moved.

Not yet.