Vengeance in His Bed novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50: I Can Satisfy You Myself

Jannah’s fingers did not tremble as they closed around the smooth, warm porcelain of the cup.

She had already calculated this exact baseline of suspicion. She knew Dorrent was an unyielding corporate strategist who dissected every threat with cold, data-driven logic; he was not a fool to blindly consume a dark, bitter slurry from an omega who he’d mistreated before. Before she had even stepped out of the shadow of the kitchen threshold, she had swallowed a precise, highly concentrated neutralizer—a chalky root-paste derived from lichen that lined the mucous membranes of her stomach, temporarily absorbing and neutralizing the active Somnus alkaloids before they could hijack her nervous system.

Slowly, deliberately, Jannah lifted the cup to her lips under his unblinking stare. She tilted the rim, letting a full, thick sip of the dark liquid pass past her teeth, swallowing it smoothly without a single flicker of hesitation or postural panic.

She set the cup back down on the table with a quiet click.

Dorrent did not reach for the vessel immediately. He leaned back against the leather cushion of his high-backed chair, his arms crossed over his chest as he watched her face with a calculating stillness. He was waiting. His S-tier senses were scanning her pulse point, the dilation of her pupils, and the rhythm of her chest, searching for any sudden neurological stutter, any pale sweat, or any chemical spike of panic that would betray a toxic additive.

For ten agonizing minutes, the only sound in the vast pavilion was the rhythmic, ambient hum of the closed holographic terminals. Jannah remained perfectly still, her dark eyes reflecting the fading blue light of the screens, her expression a mask of clinical indifference.

Satisfied that the liquid had produced zero adverse reactions within her system, Dorrent slid his hand forward. His fingers wrapped around the porcelain handle, and with a single, aggressive movement, he brought the cup to his mouth and drained the thick, bitter slurry in three long swallows. He slammed the empty vessel back onto the wood, a faint, dark smudge of the herb clinging to his upper lip as his jaw clenched against the bitter aftertaste.

A secret, lethal triumph flared deep within Jannah’s chest, though she kept her facial muscles entirely locked. The trap was sprung. He assumed the medicine was immediate; he did not possess the ancient, generational data of the herbs to know that the Somnus Root required a precise twelve-hour incubation period within the liver enzymes of an S-tier Alpha. Tomorrow morning, at exactly eight-thirty, the cognitive erosion would begin. The brilliant, cold CEO who ruled the tech industry would feel the first crushing wave of a permanent, dizzy fog—a heavy, systemic sleepiness that would leave him nodding off during critical board meetings, turning him into a lazy, incompetent shell before his corporate directors.

"Since I have successfully administered today’s required treatment, Alpha Grefo," Jannah murmured, her voice dropping into a casual, detached friction as she stood up from the table, "my contractual duties for the evening are officially fulfilled. I am leaving the estate to spend the night at my boyfriend’s house. I will not be sleeping under your roof tonight."

Dorrent’s head snapped up, the sudden, violent surge of his winter-frost pheromones instantly dropping the temperature of the air around the table. His eyes swept over her, tracking the hideous, shapeless line of the unwashed linen smock and the pungent, sour stench of cellar mold radiating from the unkempt fabric.

"A boyfriend?" Dorrent scoffed, a dark, defensive sneer cutting into his handsome features as he looked at her with pure condescension. "Look at yourself, Jannah. You look like a primitive, unkempt beggar who just crawled out of a slum drainage ditch. Who could possibly want your company tonight while you display such a repulsive, filthy state? I genuinely pity whatever pathetic man is waiting for you in the lower sectors."

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