Rejected by my ex, claimed by the CEO

Chapter One “Harriet, you know we can’t be together; you are an omega, and I am the alpha of this pack. We can’t be anything more than lovers.” Damon stated as he laughed coldly in my face I felt a sting of rejection and disappointment as Damon's words hit me like a punch to the gut. I had been hoping that he would see me differently, that he would see past the societal norms that dictated our roles as omega and alpha. But it seemed he was just as bound by those norms as the rest of the pack. I tried to keep my emotions in check, but it was hard to hear him dismiss our feelings like that. I felt like I was just a means to an end for him, a way to satisfy his desires without real commitment or love. "I thought you felt something for me," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "I thought we had something special." Damon's laughter sent a chill down my spine. "You're an omega, Harriet. You're meant to be loyal and obedient. You're not meant to be loved or cherished

I stepped off the bus and onto the city's bustling streets, feeling a mix of emotions swirling inside me. Excitement, anxiety, and a hint of uncertainty all battled for dominance as I gazed up at the towering skyscrapers and endless streams of people rushing. This was it. My new life. My new identity. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. I had left behind the pack, the drama, and the toxic relationships that had been suffocating me. I had left behind Damon and Aurora, and the memories still lingered like a nasty wound. As I made my way through the crowds, I couldn't help but feel a sense of disorientation. The sounds, the smells, the sights - everything was so different from what I was used to. I felt like a fish out of water, struggling to keep my head above the surface. But as I looked around at the unfamiliar buildings and people, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was starting from scratch. That everything I had known and loved was behind me and

“I don't have anything to wear for a job like that, and what experience do I need since I have no idea. Where I come from, I don't... Well, it's a long story. “I stopped myself before I revealed anything about my past to Gino. He was watching me intently. “Harriet, I want you to know that I am here for you. Whatever happened in your past doesn't change my opinion of you, and I believe everyone deserves a chance to better themselves,” he said seriously. I glanced at him and sighed. “Even people who bump into you and cause you to spill the coffee? A smile played on his lips, and he chuckled. “Yes, even those people.” Gino's words touched me deeply. I couldn't believe that someone like him existed, someone who was so kind and understanding. I took a deep breath before responding, "Thank you, Gino. That means a lot to me." I hesitated momentarily before continuing, "I don't have any experience in a working job like the one you mentioned. And I don't have any proper clothes for i

I couldn't believe what I was agreeing to. Twenty-five thousand dollars to pose as Gino's wife? It was a lot of money, but was it worth it? I wasn't sure. But as I looked into Gino's eyes, I saw something there that made me hesitate. Something that made me want to say yes. Gino's eyes sparkled with amusement as he nodded. "Excellent. I knew I could count on you, Harriet. You're a smart businesswoman, and I know you'll do a great job." I felt a flutter in my chest as he released my hand. "So, when do we start?" I asked, trying to sound casual. Gino grinned. "We start tomorrow. I have a meeting with my partners tomorrow afternoon, and I want you to be by my side." I nodded, trying to process everything that was happening. This was going to be a wild ride, but I was ready for it. As we walked back to the office, Fiona caught up to us. "Hey, guys! What's going on?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. Gino turned to her. "Harriet and I are getting married," he sai

As we entered the apartment, Gino's eyes never left mine, and I felt a flutter in my chest. He walked ahead of me, his long strides eating up the distance to the living room. I followed him, my heart pounding in my ears. He stopped before the floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing out at the city skyline. The silence was oppressive, and I felt I was waiting for something to happen. Finally, he turned to me, his eyes still burning with intensity. "I think it's time we talked about what's going on here," he said, his voice low and husky. My heart skipped a beat as I realised that this was it. This was the moment when everything would change. "What do you mean?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. Gino walked closer to me, his eyes never leaving mine. "I think we've been playing this game too long," he said. "I think it's time we stopped pretending and started being honest with each other. I want real honesty, and we should get to know each other better since we will s