His Purchased Omega のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

Marco has never snitched before. If the guards do shit, he handles them himself, disciplines them. So when he calls a few minutes after the call with Julian ends, Enzo knows it's important. "I have to pick this." He tells Mr. Frank and the other investors--a group of the biggest businessmen in LA. They had come to see him as the new Don of LA, offering their support. Truth be told, it's all bullshit. They know that, Enzo knows that. They just don't want Enzo's men interfering with their businesses, so they're coming to him first. Previously, when Peter was still alive, they could choose sides, and the other side wouldn't dare interfere. Otherwise, it could easily spark a war. But now that there's only one man ruling the underground world, they have to show their loyalty. Enzo doesn't fucking trust them one bit. Some of these men were Peter's sponsors. And considering how sneaky that bastard was, most of them are definitely the exact same. "Sure..." Mr. Frank says calm

Sephrina is fuming mad as she storms back to her room. The smaller room. She slams the door behind her, kicking her expensive luggage with her red-bottom heels. "Fuck!!" She curses, fuming. "I'll deal with him! Enzo is only mine!!" Jealousy is an understatement for how she's feeling right now. She met Enzo first, she fucked him first, so why did that Omega come in and take her place from her!? She needs to get rid of him, just like she did the last time Enzo thought he could replace her with another Omega. Still fuming, hands shaking with rage, she picks up her phone to call her friend. The call connects after a few rings. "Girl, what happened?" her friend asks. "A fucking Omega happened!" she says in a spiteful voice. "Girl, give me all the details. What happened? And try to calm down..." "I can't fucking calm down!" Sephrina snaps, before launching into the entire story, barely giving her friend time to interrupt. Her friend on the other side sighs loudly as she f

Julian sighs and slowly pulls the thick hoodie over his head. The soft fabric drops to the floor, leaving his bare chest and arms fully exposed under the bedroom lights. Marcus' eyes go wide. "This is why I can't wear that outfit," Julian says quietly. "How the hell am I supposed to cover these?" A dark bite mark sits obviously on the side of his neck, still slightly swollen and dark red. And across his chest and upper arms, the claw marks left by Enzo during the full moon rut are still visible. He doesn't heal as fast as regular werewolves because of his recessive Omega nature. "Holy shit..." Marcus breathes as he stands up and moves closer without thinking. "What the fuck happened to you?" Julian looks away. "It's a long story. Don't bother about that." Marcus reaches out and carefully traces one of the marks on his chest. Julian hisses in pain. "It still hurts. What are you doing?" "I'm looking," Marcus argues, eyes narrowing as he looks closer. "Hold up. Are those

Enzo and Julian barely make it up a few steps when they bump into someone that makes Julian's entire body turn deathly pale. Julian can never forget the man's expression from all those weeks ago, the way he'd looked at him with hunger and disgust. It's the older man from the underground gala weeks ago--the one who sat near their table and played the leaked tape of Julian on full blast for him to hear. Fuck! He totally forgot that most of these men belong to the same circle. Without meaning to, Julian feels himself shrinking. His entire body locks as the man turns fully to address Enzo with a flat smile. "Enzo Moretti," the man greets warmly, completely ignoring Julian at first. "Congratulations on becoming the new Don. I've been meaning to speak with you about a few business matters." Enzo's hand stays firm on Julian's waist, steadying him, but it doesn't help much. Julian's pulse is racing. And even though it's really not, he feels like everyone is staring at him now. Ju

He looks back at the bed, then at his chest again. Julian sees the exact moment something in his brain clicks. He watches in real time as Enzo's eyes go dark with rage. --- The party turned sour after that. Or for lack of better words, Enzo's stunt scared the guests so much they shut down the after party entirely. Julian was too passed out to realize just how far Enzo had gone to find him. And honestly, Julian really can't blame him for overreacting. He was literally just kidnapped a few weeks ago. The list of crazy things Enzo did to find him was endless, including calling for backup and more ammunition. Shooting into the air to call everyone's attention, slamming and breaking through room doors until he eventually found him. And because Enzo is Don... they're technically on his turf. His territory, his rules. No one dared to go against him now. Now Julian sits quietly in the car, waiting for Enzo to finish barking out instructions to his men. Meanwhile, Marco catc