HEAT OF THE FALSE ALPHA
For some reason, that made me recall familiar blue eyes, glaring at me from across a table, and then staring up at me with heat and desire, as tears leaked from their sides.
I cleared my throat, pushing the image aside and forced out my most charming smile as Eden turned to fully face me.
“Young Master Hall.” I took his hand, bowed slightly and pressed a kiss to the back of it. He smelled like lavender and honey, unmistakably omega. “My name is Kao Mori. It is a pleasure to meet you.”
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