All Chapters of The Omega Who Walked Away: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

When I reach the office, I take a good breath and open the door without knocking. I mean, he already invited me in earlier, why would I make this even more awkward by knocking like a stranger? My shoulders drop in disappointment when I see the office is empty, but then I hear movement to my left and I see Remington walking out of the bathroom, his jacket is gone and he's getting rid of his silver cravat. "You're a little earlier than I expected," he says, dropping his hands and looking lost for a second. I don’t think he actually expected me to come at all. Even I’m surprised I’m here, "Thanks for coming, I wasn’t sure you would." I'm immediately shaken up because I can tell that's his real voice, not the forced serious one he's been using this whole time. He’s not playing the Alpha Remington role right now. "I couldn't miss the chance to see you like this, like the guy I first met," I admit, looking at him up and down, "Although, he lived in athletic wear back then, not th

"If we do this," I start, making him smile in triumph immediately, "We can't actually have sex. Penetrative sex, I mean."His smile drops a fraction, but I think he was half expecting me to say that because he simply nods. "What is allowed, though?" He asks, trying to move his hands down to my ass, except my skirt is too thick for him to actually touch me. All he can do is pull me even harder against him."First and foremost, you cannot have sex with your wife while we do whatever this is. I'm disgusted with the idea of sharing bodily fluids with a third party," I start, making a face just imagining that. "No worries there. I won't touch Sierra ever again," he states with a strong voice, "And I’m not exaggerating. I have no use for her anymore. I'll start working on the divorce papers the second this rogue thing is over.”"When was the last time...""Months ago," he responds, shame written all over his face. I make a face because thinking about them having sex is not pleasant, but I

I wake up the next day feeling like a different person. Or more like, the old version of me. The girl who moved in here with stupid illusions and ideas about love. I haven’t felt like that since I left, so it’s not exactly a welcome feeling. It’s a scary feeling.Remington is the first thing I think about the second I open my eyes. I'm in bed with Ash and Cassie, but I wonder how it would be to wake up with him and our kid sprawled in between us. I wonder how affectionate he’d be as a father, in the privacy of our little nest. Of course I don’t know for sure, but I’m pretty sure he’d be extremely lovey-dovey to Ash… and all of our kids, because I’m sure we would’ve had a few more. And he would spoil the shit out of them. "G’morning, momma," Ash says, turning on his side to hug me by the waist, "You're still not mad at me for yesterday?""Hm. The more I think about it, the angrier I get," I respond, making him lift his head and give me a panicked look, "You should never run away fro

{ Ivy }Remington knocks on my door two hours after the phone call, but he’s not alone. Two guards come behind him, helping him bring in a bunch of boxes. Like… twenty. “Rem, what the hell?!” I let out as soon as the guards leave, closing the door behind them. I look at the boxes covering the floor with surprise, “This is a lot!”“I know. I have a lot of making up to do,” he responds and looks around with an eager look, “Where is he?” “He ran to hide,” I say and sigh, walking to the closet and opening it, revealing our son. His eyes are wide as if he just got caught, “Hey, Ash, he knows about you already, remember?”“Hi, Buddy,” Remington says, suddenly radiating nerves. I’ve seen this man in a lot of different emotions, but never nervous. I study him with an amused smile as he takes a couple anxious steps towards his son, “Can you come out? I have a few gifts for you.”“Gifts?” Ash repeats, suddenly interested. He gives me a questioning look, I simply smile and nod, “Alright, I gue

I think Ivy will definitely push me away, considering our son is very close by and this could confuse him and create an issue we don’t need, but she surprises the hell out of me me by opening up to me. Surrendering her body to me… very slightly, but something is better than nothing at all. She’s allowing me to do this. She wants this too. “Fuck, I need something,” she whispers and grinds herself on my dick. I close my eyes and lower my hands to her ass. Such a full, delicious thing, “I wish I could let you fuck me, that’s exactly what I need right now.” “You can. Just let me,” I basically whine, sucking another hickey on her mark and moving her by her ass so she can feel the entirety of my hardness pressed against her. So she knows I want this too, “Stop that bullshit about rules, baby.” “No, I can’t,” she responds in a breathless and needy voice, hugging me with her arms until we’re completely pressed together. This feels right, but it could get a lot better, “I bet we could