Semua Bab His Purchased Omega : Bab 41 - Bab 49

Julian barely makes it through dinner before his skin starts burning. At first, it's only an itch at the back of his throat. Then his lips begin to swell, angry red blotches spreading across his neck and arms. That's exactly how he fucking finds out he's allergic to seafood. How does a twenty-two-year-old not know that, you may ask? Because he never had the luxury of eating something like this back at home. And in Enzo's mansion, Miss Roseline made meals based on what he asked for, or his usual. His usuals never involved seafood, that's for sure. He stumbles away from the small dining table before Peter can ask what's wrong, and into his room, breathing harder than normal. His chest rises and falls too fast, eyes watering as he tries to swallow past the swelling. It feels like he can't breathe, and the spots on his arm feel like tiny ants are biting the spot. A knock sounds at the door. Before Julian can answer, one of the lower-grade security Alphas steps in with his bro

⚠️: Trigger Warning Julian doesn't lower the gun, not for a second. Not even when his arm aches from holding it steady. He keeps the muzzle pressed firmly against the side of Martin's head as the group slowly makes their way toward the private dock. "No tricks," Julian warns, his voice shaking more from the pure adrenaline flooding his veins. "One boat. Fuel it. Put supplies inside." Fuck, he's actually pulling this off. Nobody even dares argue, because Martin is too valuable to Peter for anyone to risk taking the shot. Within ten minutes, one of the smaller speedboats is untied from the dock. Two men load bottled water, a first-aid kit, and enough fuel to cross several miles of open ocean. Julian doesn't know where he'll go, but he doesn't care. One thing, however, is for sure: he's not going anywhere near that lying bastard ever again. "Step back," he orders once they finish loading the supplies. "He suspects that they might've put trackers in it... he'll have to ditc

Julian is splayed over Enzo's lap as the jet takes off from the burning island.Yes, Enzo had ordered several gallons of fuel to be sprayed across the property and the entire Villa set ablaze.Peter was a mess. Between his broken balls, killed men, and burning property, Enzo enjoyed seeing him completely helpless.He should kill Peter for even daring to go after what belongs to him. But soon.The only reason he's currently tied up in the back of this jet and not choking on his own cock is because he didn't get to finish with Julian.Enzo had walked in just in time. He doesn't think he would've ever forgiven himself if he hadn't.Still, he won't kill him off so easily. When they land, he would torture Peter into signing over his turf, THEN he would kill him in cold blood.That's the plan.But for now...the sleeping Omega pressed against his chest, wearing his jacket, is his priority.---The private jet lands at Enzo's estate in just a little over an hour after the rescue. Immediately,

Enzo flips Julian onto his back before the Omega can even process the words, pinning him to the mattress with the full weight of his body. Julian gasps as Enzo's mouth crashes down on his, devouring him with a hunger completely different from the first kiss they shared. This one is deep, wet, and relentless. Enzo's tongue slides against his, tasting every inch of his mouth while his hands roam freely over Julian's body. Enzo breaks the kiss only to trail his lips down Julian's jaw, then lower, scattering sharp bites and deep, lingering love marks across the column of his throat. Each one makes Julian's skin tingle, moaning softly as Enzo sucks hard enough to leave dark bruises that will last for days. He peels Julian's shirt open, exposing his smooth, pale chest. Enzo makes a sound before taking one of his nipples into his mouth, sucking firmly while his fingers pinch and roll the other. Julian arches off the bed with a broken moan. "Enzo, fuck!" "You're only mine," Enzo gr

Julian raises a brow. Is this about the 'gift' Enzo talked about?Then the side door opens, and in walks the one face he thought he'd never see again.His father.He springs to his feet, looking at the man currently gagged, bound, and bleeding heavily onto the tiles.What. The. Fuck. Is. Happening.---Julian had imagined so many times how he would react if he ever ran into his father.At first, he imagined himself escaping Enzo's clutches, making a name for himself, before finally making an appearance to his heartless father.Or by the time he realized he might never be able to escape Enzo...his father coming back to plead, to ask for his only child back.He certainly never expected...this.He can't tell exactly what Enzo is thinking behind his bleeding father. His eyes are completely cold, but there's a smirk perched on his lips.And his father....that face brings back so many memories that he almost turns around and runs up the stairs.Eventually, he finds his voice. He takes a ste