Asher had been fine that morning. Or at least, he'd thought so, until he'd caught sight of his reflection in the mirror.Was...was his waist slimmer? And his hips...they were not wider, exactly, but they looked different...different enough to make him freeze mid-step.He stared so hard his reflection almost glared back at him and soon Asher felt his stomach cave and drop onto the floor. No. no. no. no. This wasn't happening. He was starting to look like a fucking omega. His hips were fuller. What the fuck?By the time he'd thrown on sneakers, he had no thought in his head, than to head straight to the neighborhood gym. He soon arrived there and climbed onto a treadmill almost immediately as if it could erase whatever the hell was happening to his body.On the treadmill, Asher began running. he ran like the devil was chasing him. His heart rate was through the roof and his lungs were burning, but he didn't care. He just knew he couldn't look like this...or let anyone start putting two
Everyone in the conference room was still processing the man's claims when Zane's voice cut through the shocked silence. "Out. All of you."The command in his tone left no room for hesitation. Immediately, chairs scraped against the floor and the scientists in the meeting with Zane shuffled to their feet with dumbfounded looks on their faces. The room empties one by one, each of them giving Zane a quick glance before slipping out.The homeless-looking man who claimed to be Asher's father stayed where he was as the security guards let go of his arms, leaving the room as well to stand right outside the door. His brows lifted in mild surprise, as though he hadn't expected every single person in the room to obey anyone but...well, Asher, the man he'd named.Lips curling in doubt and curiosity, he turned to look at Zane. "So...you're the one in charge now? Where is Asher? Isn't he the boss anymore?""That's right," Zane replied in a flat voice, staring at the man who disrupted his meeting.
Two weeks later.Zane should file an HR report on himself. That was what anyone else should have done, but Zane was the boss after all. He made the rules, and perhaps he was exempt from them."--notable side effects of ThetaGene showing up in long-term use have been..." The voice of his research scientist filtered back into Zane's consciousness, and he nodded, fooling everyone into thinking he was listening.News Flash, he wasn't.In fact, Zane West, CEO of LexiPharm, Surgeon Scientist who would have been the most emphatic one in meetings like this one, was watching...porn.And not just any porn.As his team detailed the updated trials on the Omega heat suppressant, Zane's attention was on his phone. The device sat in his palm under that table, screen angled towards himself to keep others from seeing what he was looking at.But fuck.Even a saint wouldn't be able to concentrate on the meeting while watching a video like that. Zane's focus was tunneled on the fat cock pushing in and o
Zane's eyes narrowed, and the softness from moments ago slipped away. A mocking smile twisted his lips, and he gave a nod. "Alright." His words were sarcastic as though daring Asher.Not one to ever back down from a challenge, Asher pushed himself upright in the tub, determined to prove he wasn't some fragile thing in need of rescue. He stepped out of it, and just like in the bedroom, his knees had turned to jelly, and they didn't provide any support at all. The world tilted, and he let out a soft gasp as he felt himself falling, but strong arms caught him before the cold tile could.For one suspended heartbeat, they just stared at each other. Their faces were so close that Asher could see the dark ring around Zane's irises, and he could also feel the brush of Zane's minty breath over his face. The electricity between them tingled and zapped until it finally snapped taut, and Zane stepped back, breaking the moment."What did you say again?" Zane mocked, helping him stand upright. "You
When Zane re-entered the bathroom, Asher was close to having a panic attack. His breaths were coming out in short pants, and he couldn't hide the relief in his eyes as he dragged them over Zane.He was holding a glass of water. Oh, that was what he went to do. Asher felt ridiculous at his paranoia, but he decided not to think too deeply about it. After all, he'd just come out of being locked up all alone. He looked at Zane again, taking in the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, which exposed his forearms, and then the dark, tailored pants that hugged his hips. He looked like a demon. A very sexy demon who liked to torture him.Zane closed the distance between them in that second and leaned down, tipping the glass towards his mouth. "There...." he said in a strangely soft voice. "Don't rush it. Just take a sip."Did he wake up in an alternate Universe, or has Asher finally lost his mind? What has this strange Zane done to his cold brother? Reeling from the odd affection, Asher obeyed and
As Asher mumbled the words, his mind drifted to the morning of the day he was taken to this room after the video went viral. He arrived at the West Villa after his grandfather ordered him to appear at once, and the moment he stepped into the house, a slap had cracked across his face, splitting his bottom lip. His vision spun, and his back hit the wall, knocking the breath from his lungs. Within the blink of an eye, Robert's hand was on his throat, squeezing as spittle flew from the old man's lips."Disgusting. Filthy and fucking vile! Is this your idea of rebelling because I made your brother CEO of LexiPharm? Creating the biggest scandal on the night of this family's anniversary?"Though what happened wasn't his fault and he hadn't known what the fuck he was doing, Asher had just stood there, swallowing back the burn in his eyes as his grandfather's words pierced him. He couldn't say a word to defend himself, or else he would have to tell everyone he was an Omega. Keeping the secre