Chapter 206

The photographer, frozen and dumbstruck, instinctively pushed his lens toward the unfolding scene, capturing the moment between the two men. His hands trembled with excitement. No one would have believed something so explosive could happen in the dead of night. If he hadn't arrived, he would have missed the perfect shot for a viral moment.

[Damn it, what's going on? Late at night, and this is seriously eye-watering!] [Huh! Two men hugging? Finnian is touching him, and Atlas isn't pulling away? Could these two be the rumored gay couple?] [No wonder Odalys refused to come earlier, saying she'd cheer them on later—she already knew!]

"Sorry, I was too loud," he muttered. "I thought Odalys was abandoning them. Turns out, she didn't want to witness this."

It was late, and everyone was sleepy, but the atmosphere was suddenly electric. All eyes were glued to the screen, watching Finnian's hand rest on Atlas's rear, then slip under his T-shirt. The crowd gasped, oblivious to the figures crouching along a nearby path.

"Odalys, what exactly did you mean by 'come watch the show'?" Freya asked Sophia, barely suppressing her excitement. She sensed this wasn't an ordinary gathering. Since meeting Odalys, life had become anything but boring.

"Wait… Atlas is peeing here? What the hell did I just see?!" Selah blinked, stunned.

Unnoticed, Odalys silently tossed a talisman; it landed on Atlas, then bounced to Finnian's sleeve. Stellan and Francis, crouching behind them, watched. They saw Atlas, after finishing, turn to find Finnian striding over, sweeping him into an embrace, his hands roaming all over Atlas, then slipping under his clothes.

"What? Are these two… gay?!" Francis stared, shocked. The thought of sharing a room with them earlier sent a cold shiver down his spine. Being an international model didn't mean he accepted homosexuality.

"Sophia came knocking, and Odalys brought us here… just to watch this?" Stellan's mind raced. He remembered Odalys removing her face mask and hurrying them down the path after Sophia left, saying they were going to see a show. Now, the "show" was clearly a secret rendezvous.

Stellan watched Freya and Selah with wide, gleaming eyes, holding his breath. He met Francis's gaze; wordlessly, they pulled out their phones, snapping pictures and recording a video, hoping to gather evidence.

"So thrilling… you think they'll… you know… out here before the show ends?" Selah swallowed, unable to look away.

Freya stretched her neck, almost as if she wanted a closer look.

"Isn't it thrilling?" Odalys whispered with a chuckle.

The moment Sophia knocked, Odalys suspected a setup. She wasn't naive. The more Sophia rushed, the more Odalys knew something was wrong. Seeing Finnian, she realized they planned to use her, letting Finnian take advantage of her and recording everything to blackmail her.

Chapter 206

It was the same trick they always pulled. A cold flicker appeared in Odalys's eyes as she watched. Her fingers flicked, sending another talisman toward them, just as Finnian kissed Atlas.

Finnian, under Sophia's love spell (though partially broken), couldn't resist—he mistook Atlas for Sophia, kissing him recklessly. Finnian's fingers roamed across Atlas's body, making Atlas's eyes burn with fury.

The plan had been for Finnian to take advantage of Odalys, so why was he the target? Atlas screamed inwardly, his voice caught in his throat. His body tensed, unable to move.

"Baby, I don't want to miss you tonight. Will you be mine?" Finnian whispered, pressing Atlas to the ground. Atlas fell; a sharp branch jabbed into him, freeing him to move.

"Finnian, are you out of your mind? You're gay, but that doesn't mean you can touch me! Damn it, I'm not gay! Didn't you want Odalys? Why are you all over me?! Why are you taking off my clothes?! Stop pulling down my pants!"

Atlas grabbed a branch, thrusting it into Finnian's side. Finnian grunted in pain; blood oozed. The pain snapped him back to reality. He saw Atlas pinned beneath him. Confusion flickered across his face.

"Dammit, get away!" Atlas growled, kicking Finnian in the stomach. Finnian tumbled to the side, clutching his abdomen. He looked at Atlas—disheveled, pants undone.

"What the hell is going on?!" Finnian was stunned. Wasn't it agreed Sophia would lure Odalys, and I'd take care of her? Why is Atlas involved? Did the Bennetts double-cross me?

Fury bubbled inside Finnian as he grabbed Atlas by the collar.

"Who the hell knows what's going on?" Atlas growled. "You turn your back, and you're all over me, kissing and stripping me! How was I supposed to know?"

He grabbed his torn T-shirt, eyeing the damage. Finnian sucked in a sharp breath, his confusion turning to suspicion. "Wasn't it supposed to be Odalys? Why are you here?!"

"I just needed to pee, and when I turned around, you were hugging me and stripping me!" Atlas growled.

Then, he heard laughter. The production team stood nearby, several photographers among them. Their faces paled as they exchanged nervous glances.

"Kenny, what are you doing here?" Finnian tried to regain composure. Something had gone wrong.

Kenny, awkward, explained, "Sophia said you guys were gone too long. She was worried. She planned to send the group, but most are women—it's not safe at night. So I brought some staff."