Se connecterIlya Ravenzo is living a lie. An Omega pretending as an Alpha inside the deadliest syndicate of all, the Crimson Circle. He survives on suppressants and is driven by one goal: revenge for his murdered family and ruined childhood. Everything shatters the night his suppressants fail, and he’s accidentally marked by Valen D’Avorin, the Alpha heir, the Don’s son, and the last man Ilya should ever belong to, his enemy’s son. Fuck. Ilya hates him to the core. Now bound to his enemy, hunted by secrets, and trapped between revenge and a bond that refuses to break, Ilya must decide how far he’s willing to go … and whether love born in sin can ever be escaped. Will an accidental bond stop Ilya from achieving his goals? Definitely not! He will burn them all.
Voir plusThe moment Ilya enters the kitchen, he comes to an abrupt stop at the frame, followed by the echoing sound of shattering glass on the floor.“Shit!” Valen curses from where he is at the kitchen counter, with his palms pressed against it and making no attempt to pick up the piece of broken glass on the floor.What catches Ilya's attention is the way the alpha's hand trembles as he braces himself against the counter, sweat beading down his temple and biting his pale lips to calm his breathing as if he's in pain, while his unstable pheromones spread quickly around the kitchen walls.Ilya eyes the bottle of pills sitting on the counter. Without a second thought, Ilya peels off the scent blocker patch at the back of his neck, and quickly, his own Omega scent counters Valen's unstable one, causing the alpha to lift up his head to look at him. Instantly, Valen pushes his hands off the counter and hides them behind him.“Hi,” the alpha blurts out, even offering a smile as if Ilya didn't just
“You’re… you’re playing dirty." Ilya manages to choke out, his eyes fluttering shut as Valen’s thumb finds the sensitive tip, dragging over it with a wicked amount of pressure. “I am an heir to a syndicate; did you really expect me to play fair?” Valen chuckles, then slightly increases his pace under the water, the wet sloshing sounds resounding in the bathroom. “Now, about that date…”“Fuck you,” Ilya whimpers as his toes curl tight. “Later, definitely,” Valen promises smoothly, stroking Ilya with a pace that has the Omega gasping for air with pleasure. Valen continues. “But first, I want to hear you say yes. Tell me you’ll let me take you out on a date, Ilya. Somewhere just for us.”Ilya wants to refuse, wants to hold onto his pride and remind the arrogant bastard about the very real threats looming over their heads, but with Valen’s hand working him so perfectly, and his omega instincts screaming at him to yield to the overwhelming presence of his alpha, logic is a losing battle.
Ilya finds himself in the bathtub, soaked under a foam of bubbles while his back rests against Valen's front, with his feet sticking out of the tub.This is domestic for Ilya and too out of place. A few weeks ago, he despised the arrogant alpha with every fiber of his being, and now he's here, in his arms, pressed against his warm body as if there's nothing else he wants. How ironic.Ilya should hate it, but he finds himself craving more, and with his Omega pheromones and instincts finally free from all restraints, he's a little too sensitive and wants more of the alpha. He feels like an omega for the first time in a long time.“I can smell you getting excited, you know?” Valen whispers beside his ear, his deep voice sending a wave of shivers down Ilya's spine while the smell of cigarettes and pheromones envelops Ilya securely.“Shut up,” Ilya snaps, and his elbow moves as well, slamming against Valen's rib, and the alpha immediately cries out in pain. Ilya's eyes widen, and he immedi
Valen wakes up feeling like shit and his unstable pheromones are cramming every corner of the space of his penthouse bedroom. He gets out of bed with a groan, dragging his feet across the floor and running his fingers through his hair as he walks out of the bedroom barefoot. He's completely thirsty. The desperate need for a glass of cold water leads him straight down the hallway and toward the kitchen, but the sight that welcomes him makes him come to an abrupt pause.Ilya is standing at the front of his stove, dressed in Valen's clothes that seem a little too big for his body but what catches the alpha's attention more is the lavender scent cramming every space; the omega is not wearing his suppressants and scent blocker. Valen realizes. For a moment, he simply stands there, staring at the way the shirt hanging off Ilya's body is too big, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows while his messy hair falls into his eyes, wooden spoon on his hand.And his scent. Fuck. Valen grips the door
The moment Valen pulls through the gate of the orphanage, his insides sink at the sight that welcomes him. The entire place is a wasteland; every building in the premises has been destroyed with a few ambulances parked at the front of the main building. Valen watches as the paramedics walk out of
A few minutes later, the room feels like it loses all its oxygen when Valen steps through the door, his soldiers following closely behind him.He takes in the scene with a tilt of his head, his arms shoved into his pockets. He takes in Ilya’s protective stance, Soren’s tear-stained face and a slow,
Soren doesn't know how long he and the other Omegas stayed locked up in the van, but it felt like an eternity of never-ending torture before they arrived at the unknown destination; then they were offloaded and blindfolded.And the next thing Soren knows is he's on a cold elevated stage with harsh
“No,” Theon verbalizes.“No?” Ilya repeats, a manic laugh escaping his lips, his grip on the alpha’s shirt tightening even more while his eyes turn bloodshot. “What the hell do you mean, no? You imprinted on him! You broke him! You have to fix him!”"No," he says again, and a growl rips out of Ilya






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