His Purchased Omega のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

Enzo stands alone in the room, towel hanging low around his waist, forehead pressed against the tiled wall, fists clenched so tight his knuckles ache. The image won't leave his head-- Julian half-undressed, the fresh marks that aren't his scattered across pale skin, the unmistakable scent of another Alpha clinging to him. The rage flooding his veins is so hot it feels like it's eating through his ribs. Fuck!! He grabs the thing nearest to him-- the crystal decanter on the side table, and throws it against the wall. The sound is loud in the room, but it does nothing to quench the rage inside him. He wants to kill something. Someone, he has never felt rage like this before. Not from people betraying him, not even from when his father humiliated him in front of his investors all those years ago-- and he'd been raging mad about this too. This rage is different. This rage is insatiable. This rage makes him want to go back into that bathroom and fuck Julian until he collaps

Enzo Moretti is the kind of name that made men shake in fear. Julian is no exception. He had almost crapped himself when he overheard his father trying to sell him to Enzo. And since moving in, he has seen exactly why. Enzo is ruthless. He kills and tortures people who dare to cross him without an ounce of remorse. He has seen Enzo shoot men down, torture them endlessly... But never in his life did he think he would be made to face 'that' ruthless Enzo one day. He doesn't struggle as Rico continues to lead him into the dim, cold space of the torture house. The air smells of metal, blood, and fear. His wrists still ache from the cuffs, every step makes his legs shake. His hole still throbs everytime he moves. Inside the torture room, he looks around, trying to find Enzo through the dim lighting, but his eyes fall on a man hanging in the center of the room instead. The Alpha is suspended by his wrists, feet barely touching the ground, body is covered in deep cuts and da

Death is something completely inevitable. No matter how rich, how powerful, how strong you are--you will die one day. That's something Julian always repeated to himself over the years whenever he would miss his mother. But today, seeing Cedric's body fall to the ground, eyes wide open, completely unmoving, Julian can't stop the sinking, dreadful feeling that he's probably next. His whole body shakes in the metal chair as Enzo stalks up to him slowly, his gun still in one hand. Shit. Julian tries to blink back his tears, but it's useless. The only person who could've cleared his name is now being wrapped inside a body bag. And with the look in Enzo's eyes, he knows he'll end up not much different...The other guards watch in horror as Enzo grabs Julian by the neck, slamming him against the wall. Julian gasps and chokes, fingers digging into Enzo's hand, trying to get him to let go. But it's useless. He can't fucking breathe. He keeps drawing in air, but the hand clamped tightly

Julian finally peeks up at him from under the covers, so Enzo continues. "Just tell me... do you want me to help you? Because I swear to God, I'll leave right now if you say no." Julian's jaw hardens. Even through the haze of his heat, he remembers very clearly Enzo telling him he doesn't believe him. He remembers Enzo's fingers squeezing around his neck so tightly he could feel his own breath slowly drain out of him. And it hurts. Hurts so much knowing that no matter how long they've spent together, Enzo always puts the words of others before his. He did the same thing when Eli accused him of working behind the scenes with Kane... So no. He doesn't want Enzo to touch him. And he most definitely doesn't want a mate that always treats him like he's completely disposable whenever things go south. Julian glares up at him, fighting the urge to reach out for Enzo again. "No." Enzo blinks, clearly not expecting that response. Fuck him then. What was he even expecting? "

The moment the knot softens, Julian barely waits for Enzo to pull out completely before he pushes him off and storms angrily into the bathroom. His body still holds traces of the heat, but for the most part, everything else has subsided. Enzo can hear him cursing inside the bathroom. Then sobbing and the sound of a shower. He storms back out a few minutes later, completely wet and nude. "I want out," he mumbles, the look in his green eyes completely cold. "I can't do this shit with you anymore." Fuck. Enzo's pheromones spike so much the moment those words leave his lips that Julian's knees shake. He has to lean on the wall, trying to breathe through the thick fog of Enzo's anger. Still, he refuses to back down, holding Enzo's dark gaze. "Stop releasing your pheromones, Enzo! That doesn't scare me anymore, you've already done worse things to me!" Enzo snarls as he finally stands, his six-foot frame towering over him. "You want out? Want to leave me?" "Yes, Enzo, yes! You