Tears Of A Broken Omega
I thought he loved me when he took my virginity and turned me into his, especially since my so-called father was aware of it from the very beginning, even when I thought I was being sneaky.
But looking back now, it all made sense why he kept bringing me here.
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**11 years ago**
“This is my daughter, Vivienne Mordecai,” my father introduced.
I stood there, my knees nearly knocking together, facing the most feared man I had ever heard of.
It didn’t feel real.
During the entire drive here, my father had been a different man. He had cursed Ragnar’s name over and over, spitting out insults about his greed and ruthlessness.
But now, in the suffocating silence of the massive top-floor office, his
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