All Chapters of The Alpha’s Secret Omega: Love Me Like A Sin (MXM): Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Alessio is tired of being humiliated, and, most importantly, he's tired of putting up with being degraded. He's tired of feeling like everyone around him has the power to make him feel small. That’s why he’s here, in a den of assassins. They look at him like a piece of meat waiting to be butchered on a table, their gazes crawling over him shamelessly, and seconds later, he’s slamming a photograph of Viktor onto the table, followed by an envelope stuffed with money, in front of their boss. The boss slowly reaches out across the table with dirty fingers that stretch out a black leather glove, pulls the photo toward himself, and immediately glances at Viktor’s face before flicking his gaze up to meet Alessio’s desperate, bloodshot eyes. Slowly, a raspy laugh bubbles up from his throat.“Do you know who this is?” the boss asks, tilting his head and placing the photo back on the table. He gives the other assassins in the room a glance, and instantly most of them shake their heads and wave

“There have been reports of rebelling betas increasing in number, and there have been cases of these betas sabotaging our shipments over the past couple of weeks. I believe this shipment coming in won't be any different,” the Don says as he slams a document onto the table. His eyes drift over to Valen, who looks like he'd rather be anywhere else, before crossing over to Alessio, who is paying close attention to every word.The Don shakes his head and continues. “This shipment is extremely important. That's why I'm going to assign one of you to oversee it and make sure it reaches our warehouse safely.”Valen tsks and rolls his eyes. “I’ll have the men ready,” he says nonchalantly, taking a cigarette from his pocket and holding it between his lips, ready to light it up when the Don speaks.“You won’t be the one assigned to this mission, Valen; it will be Alessio. From now on, Alessio will oversee every mission while you stay back and handle the affairs with the Marcelli family if you ev

The moment Alessio steps into his bedroom, he grabs the nearest lamp and throws it against the wall with a fit of rage and a shout that feels like a raging thunderstorm. He grabs his hair and yanks, feeling the strong urge to pull it off his scalp, anything to stop the surge of anger, shame, and humiliation burning through his veins. In one swift motion, he kicks the nearest armchair, sending it crashing against the wall before screaming again in frustration.Valen. Viktor. They are all toying with him.They're all pushing him against the wall, waiting for him to snap and do something that will make him lose everything else. And Alessio fucking hates it. He hates feeling like a puppet in everyone's hands, like no matter what he does, someone is always one step ahead of him.He can’t continue like this. No one gets to toy with him and get away with it. At the thought, he pulls out the gun tucked at the back of his pants, holding it in an iron grip until his knuckles turn white, and jus

“Let go of me!”Ilya struggles against the guard as they haul him by both arms down the long hall that leads to the Don's quarters. Ilya can think of a million and one reasons why he's being manhandled like this, but he refuses to think about it. As long as he doesn't like an Omega, he's going to be fine, but the moment they burst through the door and he was thrown on his knees like a fucking sack, he knew this wasn't going to end well.Ilya is forced on his knees in front of the Don, who sits on the couch, arm patiently tapping on the armrest as his gaze pierces through Ilya's head. Ilya notes the guards stationed at every corner of the room before his gaze drops back on the older alpha. “Don…” the word slips past his lips with a heavy gulp. “Tell me, Ravenzo…” the Don starts, leaning his upper body forward until he's staring eye to eye with Ilya. “What happened tonight?” For a moment, Ilya's brain hits a solid rock as he tries to understand what the man was talking about until h

Valen walks down the long hall that leads to the basement, where he knows Ilya is being punished, but that's when he hears the familiar sound of his name.“Valen.”In an instant, Valen comes to a stop, but he doesn't stop. He waits for the footsteps behind him to get closer, and when they're closer, he sharply turns, and the moment he does, he grabs the bastard by the front of his shirt and slams him against the wall.Alessio chuckles at Valen's expression, his alpha pheromones flaring out as a protective shield against Valen's toxic pheromones. “It's so satisfying to see you so mad. How does it feel, huh? You finally get to drop your facade. Looks like you care about Ilya after all. You should see the look on your face; it’s priceless."Valen’s grip on Alessio’s collar tightens, his blazing eyes boring into his face. “You are putting his life in danger. I thought you fucking loved him, Alessio. Is this how you treat someone you love, by throwing them into the fucking fire?"Alessio's