로그인What happens when the past comes back to haunt you... but prettier? --- Eleven years ago, Anastasia Hayes ran from Pack Eviscera with blood on her hands and guilt burning in her throat, swearing she'd bury the past beneath ambition and cold distance. Now a rising lawyer with power in her stride and secrets buried underneath a cold exterior, Ana thinks she's untouchable. Until her heat hits, wrong place, worst time, in a hotel room far from home. Desperate and delirious, she does the unthinkable. She marks a Dominant Alpha. A stranger. In a world where Omegas are silenced, sold, and shamed, claiming an Alpha could get her killed or worse… claimed back. But what she doesn't know is: The Alpha isn’t a stranger. He’s the one person she was never meant to touch. The boy she left behind, now a man; and not just any man, but the Bratva’s king. What could possibly go wrong? Right? *** “Tit for tat peaches.” he murmured, dragging his thumb over my bottom lips, “You let me do what I want, where I want it, how I want it, and I'll do what you ask.” My breath hitched, “What are you talking about? You know I can't…” Hermes sighed and began to turn away, “Deals off then.” “Wait!” I grabbed his hand before he could make another step. “Hermes…let's bargain okay…?” He grinned, leaned in so the heat of his breath brushed my ear, “No can't do, Peaches…” his fingers slipped under my waistband. I whimpered. “Now I get to ruin you back.”
더 보기My body burned—need turning to agony, agony into anticipation for relief that wouldn’t come.“No one makes me this mad and lives after the first time.” Roman’s voice was a low growl as he closed in, crouching until he filled my vision. “But you’ve always been… a different breed.”The haze pressed heavy, choking my senses. My body didn’t feel like mine anymore.I tried to shove him away, scramble toward the door—but his fist tangled in my hair, yanking me back. A heartbeat later, his hand clamped around my throat, fingers pressing just enough for my pulse to hammer frantically against his grip.“You’re a bad liar,” he murmured darkly. “That bastard’s scent is all over you.” His hold tightened. “Maybe I should mark you—make sure there’s no confusion. Hm?”Fear spiked in my chest. “No… don’t—”“I’m done begging, Stasia.”No. If he marked me, the pain it would cause Hermes would be unbearable—worse than tearing the bond apart entirely. My fingers spread weakly against Roman’s chest, but I
The debauchery room lived up to its name.The low gold light wasn’t enough to hide the incessant lust on the red velvet lounges or the moans and grunts that had only reduced once the meeting kicked off.Roman sat stretched out like he owned the place, one arm draped across the couch, the other idly tracing the rim of a glass he wasn’t drinking from.I sat beside him because I had no choice.He wasn’t even looking at the dancers. His attention was fixed on the glass wall at the far end, where the ongoing meeting was visible.Or rather… on Hermes, who sat so still the other men looked uncomfortable.Thirty minutes ago, Adonis and Adolf had come to my rescue, whispering something in Hermes' ear, and like a miracle, Hermes had walked past us into the sitting room without another word.Now Roman caught my eye, then followed my line of sight back to Hermes, his lips curling.“Careful, princess.” His murmur scraped down my spine. “He keeps staring at you like that, I might start to think I’m
"...and I said no," Roman repeated. "You haven’t gone deaf, have you?"My breath caught as I stood at the counter, slicing tomatoes. The knife slipped from my hand, clattering against the cutting board. I glared at him. "You can’t leave Viktor in there. He did nothing to you."Roman smirked from across the kitchen countertop, tossing a slice of kiwi into his mouth and shaking his head.He’d been hostile and cold since I woke up, his mood a trigger over my already fraying nerves. The heat burned within me, a relentless fire in my bones, and I didn’t need his attitude making it worse.He knew. The heavy air around me was impossible to ignore, and it only seemed to fuel his anger.Roman hadn’t left last night. I’d walked in this morning to find him sprawled on my couch, staring at the ceiling. I was shocked he hadn’t trashed my place in his rage.I wondered if he’d heard my whimpers in the night, but I was too scared to ask, too afraid of what might come of it."Roman, you can’t just—"
I shut my eyes, clinging to the faint hope that maybe she didn’t know. Maybe she only found out when he returned to Eviscera.But my instincts knew better.If Hermes was telling the truth, Skylar had kept it from her mother too.I wanted to scream at her through the phone, to unleash the betrayal burning in my chest—but I couldn’t. What right did I have? I was sleeping with her brother behind her back. What sin was worse than that?Besides, Skylar owed me nothing. What gave me the right to rage over her lies?Still—Seven years ago, her voice had cracked with grief when she called about Hermes’s disappearance. Had that been a lie too?“Oh, that…” Skylar’s voice snapped me back. “Just a neighborhood gardener. Who’d you think it was?” She laughed teasingly. “Your rebound, Beta?”Goddess, she was good.“Yeah.” I sank onto the sofa, staring at the ceiling. “Thought it was *your* rebound.”“Pfft. Don’t hold your breath.”We said our goodbyes, and the call ended. What was I even doing? I s
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