LOGINJonas PoVIt was a nice apartment, although of course different from my previous house in Italy. I asked Madam Nora to take care of the house and I would continue to send her salary, as long as no one was interested in buying the house. I had entrusted it to a trusted real estate agent, the agency where I first looked for a house and got the house. They regretted my desire to sell the house, although they were happy because I got a chance for a promotion in my job in Japan. They promised to find a suitable buyer at the price I wanted and to let me know as soon as possible. Jordan and I discussed about his school. He said it would be difficult for him to adjust in the middle of the semester like this, especially since the education system in Japan is known for being highly disciplined and children's study hours are longer and have high standards. So, Jordan and I agreed that he would be homeschooled until the new semester starts, while studying the materials and ethics of studying
I think I'm crazy. I followed Sheryl everywhere just so she could introduce me to someone who turned out to be dead, while the people who mattered most were still alive and probably hurt by my actions. I tried to contact Jonas, but again his number was unreachable. It seemed like he had blocked my phone number. This time, I didn't want to give up so easily. I had done him a lot of wrongs, from the past, when we were nothing. Now, when there was a bright spot about our feelings for each other, I hurt him even more. My phone rang as I was thinking about calling Jordan's phone number. I knew that Jonas didn't allow Jordan to use his phone on school days and that he was a very obedient kid. He wasn't like other kids in general who liked to argue and rebel against what their parents said. He was very understanding and obedient. He also acted and thought maturely. I think Jonas managed to educate Jordan very well and shape him to be great at his young age. I'm afraid of losing both of
Xander PoVI'm so sick of Sheryl. She's driving me crazy and doing crazy things to Jonas. I'm heartbroken. I can't contact Jonas at all for the past few days, I haven't even managed to meet him at the hospital the two times I tried to meet him there, I even tried to visit Jordan at his school and I never got to meet him. I don't know what Jonas is doing, but he's definitely trying to block me from his world. Sheryl keeps delaying to take me to meet Cyntia, with various reasons. I feel like there's something Sheryl is hiding from me and she's playing with me now. "So, when can I meet Cyntia?" I asked for the umpteenth time, after I finished dropping Sheryl off at the boutique and heading back to the hotel where she was staying. Sheryl didn't turn around or look at me at all. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see her clenching her fists and it made me wonder. Is she mad? "Do you love Cyntia that much?" Sheryl asked in a sharp hissing voice. The atmosphere felt hot in the car
"Yes, son, I'm considering it," I answered honestly. I didn't want to hide anything from Jordan anymore. He deserved to know about everything related to his life. "Then, what about Daddy? Will he come with us?" Jordan asked again. I pulled his hand gently and brought him to sit next to me on the sofa. "Son, listen carefully to my explanation, because this is important to you," I said carefully. "I am an Omega from the middle class. Male Omegas are rare and usually when there are, they will be looked down upon by others, especially Alphas, even Betas. Of that small number, there is another rare Omega that is considered strange, namely the Omega male who can give birth to children like the Omega female." "Like you?" Jordan asked innocently. "Yes. Like me. I am a rare Omega and in a pack, the dominant Alphas, especially those in the Supreme Alpha line and will be the heirs of the pack, are strictly forbidden from having relations with rare Omegas because it is believed to bring trou
DejavuEverything flashed back in my head, as Xander ripped off my clothes and kissed me all over my body. His kisses was wet and hot, burned my skin. I froze instantly, the shock of the memory of the numbing pain and horror of the past wrapping itself tightly around me. As Xander moved, his hot tongue made my body tremble violently and when he reached for my manhood, I opened my mouth and whimpered with tears streaming down my face. "Oh, baby, baby, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I heard Xander's panicked voice and then I felt my naked body being covered and he pulled me onto his lap and held me tightly. I was lost in darkness and could only faintly hear Xander's voice calling my name and crying. I wanted to scream for him to let me go, but I couldn't move a muscle in my mouth. When I opened my eyes, the light blue ceiling was the first thing that appeared before my eyes. This was an unfamiliar place, but I knew who brought me here. "Baby, are you awake?" I turned and saw Xander's gl
Xander PoVHotel Metronoma. I am an dominant Alpha. It's not just women, from Alphas, Betas, Omegas, even humans, who want to spend one night sleeping with me, but I think men want me too. No one would be able to deny it even if I boasted about my superior physical appearance and the dominant aura I exuded. Everyone will admit that I am a handsome man, and many call me charming, masculine, and dashing. It's all the truth about me. But now, as I stood in front of the elevator to the room that Jonas had previously booked, my whole body felt cold and my palms were sweaty, my throat was dry, and my vision was blurry when I saw the numbers that Jonas had pressed on the elevator panel. "Jonas," I called hoarsely, as the elevator went up to the 12th floor. "Hm?" said Jonas calmly, without turning around. He stood in front of me, his back turned, so that I could only see his features from behind. "I thought we were going back to your house," I said nervously. "Why come here?""I wa







