All Chapters of The CEO's Forbidden Omega: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

It was already past four in the morning, and the city below looked like a sea of distant lights, indifferent to what was happening on the top floor. Ethan lay on his side in the enormous bed, body still feverish, light tremors running across his skin like residual waves from the heat that refused to fully subside. Adrian’s black shirt—the one he had put on after his failed escape attempt—was open at the chest, revealing purple marks that looked like violent flowers on his pale skin.Adrian hadn’t said anything more after Ethan begged to stay. He simply pulled him back to the center of the bed, lay down behind him like a living wall, and enveloped him completely. Strong arm around the slim waist. Broad chest pressed to Ethan’s back. Chin tucked over his shoulder. Nose buried in the curve of his neck, breathing in slowly, rhythmically, as if each inhalation was a way to calm his own wolf.“Sleep,” Adrian murmured against the sensitive skin. His voice came out low, hoarse from exhaustion

The phone vibrated again, insistent, as if it knew it had been ignored and was now demanding payment. Aslan was still buried deep inside Xander, their bodies glued together in a sweaty, breathless mess. The Omega trembled beneath him, his inner muscles pulsing slowly around Aslan’s still-hard cock, milking the last remnants of his orgasm. Xander had his face buried in the crook of Aslan’s neck, breathing in short gasps, lips brushing against the hot skin.The device vibrated for the third time in a row.Aslan let out a low, guttural growl that made Xander shiver from head to toe.“They won’t stop,” Xander murmured, his voice hoarse and weak. “If it’s important…”Aslan slowly lifted his torso, pulling out of him with extreme care. Xander let out a soft moan at the loss, the immediate emptiness making his inner muscles clench in protest. Aslan grabbed the phone from the nightstand and glanced at the screen for a second. “Council – Omega Emergency.” The contact name was cold and bureaucr

The private elevator rose as if pulled by invisible chains. Adrian hadn’t expected this. He couldn’t breathe properly. Ethan’s call through the bond still echoed inside him — not as words, but as a physical pain, a silent scream that tore at his chest and squeezed his heart until it hurt. Each floor that passed felt like an eternity. He gripped the steel handrail so tightly that his knuckles turned white.When the doors opened directly into the penthouse, Adrian burst out running.“Ethan!”His voice came out hoarse, almost unrecognizable. He crossed the living room in long strides, ignoring the panoramic view, ignoring everything. The scent hit him first — sweet, sticky, desperate. Latent heat in total collapse. Fear. Pain. Need.He found him in the hallway.Ethan was curled up on the dark wooden floor, his small body folded in on itself, hands clutching his belly. Adrian’s black shirt — the one

Then came the sound.The doorbell.Not violent knocks like the emissary’s. A polite, almost delicate ring. Twice. Three times.Ethan frowned. Adrian was still in the office — his voice low, speaking on the phone. Ethan hesitated. He looked at the door. The intercom screen lit up with a camera feed: a tall woman with platinum blonde hair, cold green eyes like ice, wearing a tight blood-red dress that hugged her perfect body. Sharp beauty. A smile that didn’t reach her eyes.Ethan felt a shiver. He didn’t know who she was. But his instinct screamed: danger.He stood up slowly. Walked to the door. Pressed the intercom button.“Who is it?”Her voice came through, smooth and honeyed, like sweetened poison.“My name is Lívia Silverfang. Adrian Blackthorn’s fiancée. I need to speak with him. Now.”Ethan froze. His hand trembled on the button. Fiancée. Th

Lívia swallowed hard. For the first time, fear showed in her green eyes.“You wouldn’t do that. I am Silverfang. Ancient bloodline. You kill me and you lose everything. Allies. Power. The entire pack.”Adrian squeezed lightly. Just enough for her to feel his claws grazing her skin.“I lose everything except him,” he said simply. “And he is worth more than all of it.”He released her. Took a step back.Lívia brought her hand to her neck, touching the light red marks his nails had left.“You’re crazy,” she whispered.“I’m awake,” Adrian corrected. “For the first time in years.”He turned his back. Walked to the balcony.Before jumping, he looked over his shoulder.“If you or anyone from the Council approaches him again… I won’t warn you. I will hunt. And I won’t stop until I end all of you