Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE OMEGA'S SWEET KARMA [MM ROMANCE] : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

KARMA... I never used to believe in karma. I thought it was just a belief people used to control your choices. Because of that, karma was never part of my rules, my choices, or my daily life. I didn’t care if I hurt other people or did bad things—the only thing that mattered to me was enjoying my life. My family was rich. My mom was a recessive omega, but she passed away early. I was only two years old when she died of leukemia. My dad was a dominant alpha. He owned different luxury hotels in the Philippines. That’s why I grew up living a rich life—with house helpers, delicious food, expensive things, and studying in expensive schools. Every time I visited my dad's office, I saw how much people respected him. I realized that I wanted to be like him. I wanted to be a dominant alpha and run a business while people looked up to me. When I became a teenager, I picked up my dad’s attitude—brave, proud, and hot-headed. I never let my classmates or other students push me around; I prefe

"They're multiplying around here."Jude said it suddenly as we stood at the entrance of Jojo Club. We were parking escorts. Our coworkers were busy, so it was just the two of us, waiting for customers to arrive."What do you mean?" I asked, frowning as I took a puff of my cigarette.He looked at me. "Betas, bro," he said, nodding toward a group of men walking inside."How do you know they're Betas?" I asked, my hands in my pockets."It's obvious. I’m a Beta too. I can sense my own kind just by looking," he said confidently, squatting beside me while smoking. "Remember? I guessed you were a Beta the moment I saw you."I winced. Sure you did.To this day, Jude had no idea I was just pretending to be a Beta. The truth was, I never lived as an Omega because I couldn't accept that part of myself. Being an Omega had stopped me from achieving so many plans.Nobody suspected me, probably because of my build. I was tall and muscular, unlike typical thin Omegas. My basketball training in high s

We were surrounded by liquor bottles and women. The table that had been between us earlier was replaced by a pole where two women were hanging.Two women were serving that jerk who introduced himself as Stephen.Three women sat next to me too, even though I didn't need them. They'd been forcing me to tell stories for a while, and even though I kept telling them over and over that I'm just a beta and a lowly parking attendant, they wouldn't leave me alone."You know Neo, I've really wanted to talk to you for a long time, but I was scared because you look grumpy.""Me too, the first time I saw you here in the club, I was immediately attracted to you.""Neo, just tell me, I'll serve you."I winced at what they were saying. Are these women serious? It’s like they’re in heat right now and they decided to mess with me."Sorry girls, I have no money," I told them seriously, and then I downed my drink.Don't mess with me, girls. I might even end up asking you for money instead; I've got a pil

Room 72. Yukihira Condominium. That’s what was written on the parcel’s shipping label. It was a pretty large box, but the contents weren’t heavy at all. I thought I could just leave it with the security guard, but the customer gave me the exact same instructions as before. He said I had to deliver it straight to his door. I just needed to inform the guard and show him the parcel so I could enter the condominium building. This situation feels really familiar. I just shook my head, following the customer's orders. Besides, I didn't have a choice since this was Cash on Delivery, so I couldn't just leave it with the guard. Doing as the customer asked, I went to the guardhouse to show him the order. He then escorted me to the elevator, just like last time. He told me Room 72 was on the 9th floor, so I pressed the button for the 9th floor in the elevator. Once I reached the floor, I immediately looked for the right room. When I found it, I called the customer right away. "Bo

"Hey, you alright?" Jude's voice broke through my thoughts as he caught sight of me standing near the club entrance. He was still exhausted, having just walked back from the parking lot after parking a customer's car. "Why?" I asked, brows furrowed, my hands shoved deep into my pockets. He scratched the back of his head, looking puzzled. "What's with that face? You look like you're ready to murder someone." Inside my pockets, my hands curled into tight fists. Look like it? I actually am going to murder someone today. Dammit! My glare remained fixed on the massive billboard towering over the front of the entrance—the target of my rage. Featured front and center was that bastard Juan, posing smirkingly to promote his luxury perfume line. Just looking at him made my blood boil. It felt like he'd dragged my entire dignity through the mud. If he dared cross my path right now, I'd definitely obliterate him. "Hey, why are you staring at my idol like that?" Jude asked, nodding toward