Novel & Cerita The Ceo Is An Omega Novel

I wanted to grab a stranger and say, "Hi, quick question: do you know who owns you yet, or is that scheduled for later?" Instead, I went home and called my mother. She answered on the third ring. “Hi, sweetheart.” “I’m an omega,” I said. Silence. Then a sharp inhale. “That’s not funny.” “It’s not a joke.” Another pause. I could hear the television in the background, my father’s favorite news channel murmuring about nothing important. “You should get a second opinion,” she said. “Doctors are dramatic.” “I already did.” “Well,” she said, voice tightening. “You always did like attention.”

It never was. He pressed two fingers briefly to the gland suppressor at the side of his neck, checking the seal. Secure. Invisible. Necessary. Omega. The word never existed in Elliot’s professional vocabulary. It lived nowhere near boardrooms, shareholder meetings, or hostile takeovers. It was a biological footnote he had spent fifteen years erasing with discipline, chemistry, and relentless control. He was the CEO of one of the worlds biggest tech company. That was the only truth that mattered. By the time he stepped into the private elevator, he had already called his head of security, his legal counsel, and after a moment’s hesitation a number he had never needed before.

I growled. I can see Celine trying to get away from them, I guess been an Omega is equal to being human. “Let her go! Are you guys’ deaf?!”

"Shut it, you little brat! How could you tell me a lowly omega like you is worthy of cleaning the Chief’s office—a Gamma’s office?" "Why would I lie about my new work?" I asked, but Cara only sneered, "You're just an omega; you’ll always be beneath us." Just as I was about to defend myself, the office door unexpectedly swung open, and Leo appeared. "What is going on here?" he asked, but we didn’t respond. He started looking at me as if I was dirt. "Come and clean. Do your job, omega." He entered the office, and I calmly followed. I could see the shock on Cara’s face; she was stunned that what I had said was true.

The sweet ache of an omega's scent gone wild. And that was the moment. That was when it hit Kael. Zeil wasn’t an alpha. He was an omega. Pretending. Zeil’s breath caught. He knew. Kael knew. And just like that, the thoughts stormed through Zeil’s head. What should I do? What should I say? Should I report to Father? No—no, no. He’ll kill me. He’ll skin me alive. Everything revolving around Doomsday will become of me.

I couldn't take my eyes off him, my heart began to crave for him desperately. What is he? I raised my right hand, getting the attention of the guard beside me. "Alpha, how can l help you?" I couldn't take my eyes off this beautiful soul food, "May l know who that gentleman is?" "Oh, that is our Alpha's son. Omega Bram, Alpha.” "Omega?” I looked at the guard with surprise, “Really?” "Yes, Alpha." I wave for him to go. An Omega? He is not just a filthy sugar but a rarity at that. I instantly knew that I wanted him. He is the one for me and everything about him should be mine and mine alone.

she assures I nodded feeling her hand get a hold of mine. “He’s gonna be fine. Trust me” she adds. I shake my head, “I—“ “The curse?” I turned to her surprisingly to as how she knew about it before it occurred to me, Claus must have told her. “Yes, I know about it. There is something you should know too” She adds her expression turning into a serious one. I nodded ushering her to go ahead. She clears her throat, "Nova, you're not an omega."

Two. The first line appeared, dark and bold. The control line. Then, with a slow, devastating clarity, the second line bled into existence. Kael felt the world tilt. The bathroom, the merger, the high-stakes contract—it all felt like it was dissolving into a blurred smear of gray. He wasn't just an analyst anymore. He wasn't the invisible Beta who had climbed the corporate ladder through sheer grit and deception. He was a pregnant Omega, carrying the child of the most powerful Alpha in the city—the man who currently held his career in the palm of his hand.

] The common sense of this world that’s been drilled into my head from over a year of sex education from my adoptive parents. Alpha, omega, beta. I felt like I’d heard these words somewhere before too… [Where did you hide my omega?] Sure enough, they appear in that novel passage. “Ah, shit. My head…” A headache washes over me sharply again. At the same time, the text in my head starts fitting together like puzzle pieces. Alpha, omega, beta. Blonde baby, Harper Lewis. BK Group, conglomerate family. Not Samuel Bailey, but William Bailey. And, William Bailey’s older brother and…

(Cathy pov) My name is Cathy and I am an omega as the wolves call it, wolves that are tagged omega's are usually traitors, criminals and wolves with very low social standings. I was born into wealth but that didn't last long in my life,my father was an army general, yeah 'was' he died in battle... I think his death was planned by his fellow generals. After my father died the other army general did everything they could to take all my fathers wealth and left us with nothing...we hard to struggle to get by everyday afraid of being shamed and bullied. My life isn't something interesting I have been living as an omega for as long as I can remember, my life has been really hard it isn't filled wi