All Chapters of THE OMEGA'S SWEET KARMA [MM ROMANCE] : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

He leaned in so close I couldn't move, his heavy body trapping my legs beneath his. Suddenly, the thick scent of his pheromones filled the air like heavy smoke, clouding my mind and making every breath feel hard to take. Panic clawed at my chest. I felt trapped, as if a violent storm was twisting inside my stomach, ready to tear me apart. It was an overwhelming rush—a sweet torture so intense I felt actual fear, convinced my heart wouldn't be able to take the weight of it. Completely worn out and drained, I let my head drop forward, burying my forehead into the crook of Helios's neck just to catch a ragged breath, surrounded by his body heat and his strong scent.Meanwhile, the rhythm of his hand didn't slow down. It was fast and punishing, leaving me no time to pull my scattered thoughts together or get away. Every time his palm slammed down against the base and dragged all the way up to my sensitive tip, leaving a trail of wet warmth, a loud gasp was forced out of my lungs."Fuck!

"What took you guys so long? I've been waiting here forever," Yuan asked in frustration, turning to the two tall guys who had just arrived. They were around the same height, and their faces looked familiar. If I wasn't mistaken, they were his PBA teammates."Sorry, bro, traffic was crazy," the guy wearing a loose white tee and a cap excused himself."Where's Nathan?""Said he had a date, bro," the other one in the dark blue shirt replied."So I guess our two-on-two plan is off," Yuan said.Suddenly, the guy in the white tee locked eyes with me. "Who's this with you? Your new hookup?""Your latest sex partner?" the guy in blue chimed in.I cringed. They were talking like I wasn't standing right there listening."Hey!" Yuan cut them off. "He's my assistant.""Oh, really?"They immediately walked over to the bleachers where I was sitting."Neo, these are my teammates, Josh and Heath," Yuan introduced."Hey, Neo."They held out their hands, so I stood up to shake them."Nice meeting you,

It was only eight in the morning, but I'd already decided to wander over to QC Circle for some street food. Yeah, even this early, I was seriously craving street food—especially isaw. Plus, Yuan hadn't texted me about any errands today, so I figured I'd make the most of my free time and finally get my hands on my favorite food.As soon as I arrived, I went straight to the row of food carts and bought five skewers."Kuya, five sticks of isaw, please," I said, handing over my payment. Once I got them, I dipped the fried chicken intestines directly into the spiced vinegar and dropped them into a plastic cup before heading to a nearby bench.I sat down and dug in. While eating, I watched a group of kids playing tag in front of me, with families enjoying picnics a short distance away. Watching scenes like this was a habit of mine. It wasn’t that I envied them, I just couldn't help comparing my past to theirs. I tried to dig through my memories, searching for a single moment where I’d play

Even now, I can't stop thinking about what Antonio said. I know I shouldn’t care, but I just keep repeating it in my head.What does he mean by "there's no one left to protect you"? Is he serious? He’s the main reason my life is a mess every single day. He told his men to threaten me, and I almost died because of them—and they wouldn't have done that if he didn't tell them to.And then he just drops a line like that? Man, his brain must have flown off to Mars."So what’s the plan? Are we still going this Sunday?”"Just make sure your schedules are clear, because we’re not staying for just a day, it’s a full ten-day trip.”"What about you, Yuan? You in?”Out of nowhere, I felt Yuan’s grip tighten on my shoulder. "Of course. Me and my assistant here are coming.”My ears burned the moment he said that. Once again, I got dragged into the conversation even though I was just sitting here quietly in the corner.We were back at Jeno’s private club, but this time in a spacious private room wit

As soon as I arrived at the private port here in Manila, I immediately caught sight of a massive ship. Even before stepping inside, I could tell how stunning the interior was going to be, just from how sleek and elegant its exterior design was. Painted in a mix of blue and white, its polished hull gleamed in the light, and its round portholes glittered under the hitting sun.I tightened my grip on the duffel bag slung over my shoulder as I walked toward the front of the ship. The moment I set foot on the gangway, a female crew member greeted me, bowing slightly as she welcomed my arrival.“Good morning, sir. The others are already waiting for you inside,” she said, gesturing toward the entrance.When I stepped inside, it felt like I was walking into a luxurious estate. Then, another female crew member greeted me and guided me to the lower deck, leading me down a sprawling hallway lined with framed paintings—the place was really pure elegance. As we walked down the hallway, we passed