"You make it sound like I did something wrong?" Niklaus says with a sly smile before stepping back to avoid the punch I swing at him. His hand grabs my wrist tightly before he spins and presses me back on his desk, with my upper body facing him. His hips press against my parted legs. "Really...Luci, I missed you like crazy. How can you say such harsh things to me?" He says with a pout. Wait…wait, what is that pressing against me? "You crazy b*stard." I all but scream the words, but the manic excitement in his eyes doesn't waver as he forces his hips against me. Eight years ago, novice recruit Lucien Sinclair had the perfect partner and brother-in-law anyone could ask for; everything vanished in the blink of an eye when the 'perfect' man, Niklaus Heinrich, turned out to be the perfect devil, an arms dealer masquerading as the perfect CEO to the largest company in Ferndale. What happens when the two are forced to work together again? {This is a stand-alone book}
View MoreWell… I guess I should have just said I was an omega.“Niklaus, why don’t people know my trait?”“We kept our relationship hidden; I told you.”“I-”I open my mouth, ready to suggest the topic that I discussed with my reflection yesterday: ‘Can we break up?’ But I close it once more.If we break up, where else can I get my memories? But then, again, there are times like this when it feels easier to start all over again. After all, when I look at him, I don’t feel…Okay, so he is sexy to look at, but beyond that, I don’t feel like I love him enough to want to deal with being looked down on because of my traits.“What?”He asks, his eyes moving from my lips.“Nothing.” "Do you want something to drink?”Niklaus asks, turning his gaze to an older man with white hair who looks like a mature version of him, only his features look rougher.It's obvious that he's asking me if I want to drink something out of courtesy; there are waiters who can bring a drink at the raise of a finger; he prob
Niklaus, to my surprise, turns to face me, extending his hand towards me. I half expected him to move between the bowed people and leave me behind, but he didn’t.Huh…For a moment, I hesitate as my gaze lingers on his extended hand.If I were in his shoes, I would have waited aside, but if I hold his hand…wouldn’t it be like…I am his woman or something?Oh…right, we are engaged.I can't get into it. Does that mean I am straight?Relief floods my body at the thought because while homosexuality is normal, even encouraged by Alphas and Omegas, to betas like me, who want kids, it's not the way forward.He is handsome, very handsome, so I guess-“Lucien?”He calls when I hesitate for too long, swallowing my thoughts, I take his offered hand, his warmth immediately seeping into me.“Go to parties like this often?”I whisper as I wince at the flashy lights from some cameras on the side that go off once I leave the car.“Not too often, but this is our first one together.”He leans in to answ
“Don’t touch me!”I groan, but Niklaus pulls me deeper into his arms.I am a bulky guy, but in his arms, I feel no different from a petite man.“Fuck.”I mutter inwardly as I turn my gaze to the side; I don’t know how to look at him without feeling my cheeks heat up.“What’s wrong with helping my fiancé tie a bow tie?”Niklaus says the words right in my ear, just as a picture of him towering over my body flashes in my mind.“Ugh… fuck off!” I groan, trying to push Niklaus off me, but he doesn’t even flinch. In fact, his hold on me tightens as if to say, ‘Stop struggling.’“Did you set up my room?” I ask, finally relaxing into his touch.I don’t see the need to share a bedroom between us when there are over nine rooms in the house, all ensuites. I wouldn’t even insist on my own room if every time I propped pillows between us, I didn't find them on the floor and wake up with him clinging to me for dear life.“Why would an engaged couple need separate rooms?” He counters smoothly as h
LucienThe afternoon sun warmed the path leading up to the large house before me. Wiggling my toes in the sun shining on my bare feet as Niklaus pushes my wheelchair feels good.The cool breeze rustles the trees in the front garden, but more than that, it carries the scent of freshly cut grass and blooming flowers.Nine years ago, I was struggling in debt, but…now, I am at the height of luxury.It’s as if the place I dreamed of living since I joined the force blossomed right before my eyes. But even then, with my salary…this has to be Niklaus’s doing.Fuck.Were we really in love? Did I permit him to fuck an omega during his heat? I don’t want to believe that; the only way that’s possible is if we had a contract or maybe because he wanted to piss off his ‘daddy’ by bringing in a Beta as a goof. But if it’s a joke, isn’t he taking things too far?My eyes, staring at the end of the stretched path to the front porch of the house, narrow at Maya’s presence. She is dressed in a yellow sund
Trigger Warning: Threats Of Sexual Assault.Maya’s lips trembled at Niklaus’ thoughtless answer.“Then why...him? Oh… I get it now… because he was a beta? Hah! Haven't you been watching too many Disney movies? Are you about to say something cliché like, ‘Lucien saw me for who I really am because he couldn’t smell me’?"Her mockery rang loud, but Niklaus remained unphased."Well, if I had to get technical…”He began, swaying his heel left and right on the ground as if the subject excited him."I just… can’t stop my mind from fucking him. I swear, every time I see him, I want to bend him over and slide my cock into him…God, it’s even worse when he cries. He looks so cute. You don’t have a dick, so you won't get it, but his throat is-""You’re sick."Maya interrupted, her face twisted bitterly in disgust at his words before her gaze travelled to his pants, drawn by the upright member piercing through.A faint blush struck her face before she turned away.Niklaus adjusted his sitting post
NiklausThe abandoned building reeked of mildew, and despite the lack of glass on the open windows to block the outside air, the atmosphere still held a certain staleness. The early morning sun streamed in warmly, but the cold was too sharp even for the rising sun to chase away.Niklaus shifted his long legs on the chair opposite Maya, who was bound in ropes.It was the third day of her kidnapping, but her cheeks still looked full and plump; the only evidence that she harboured a sign of resistance was her busted lip, which looked both healed and fresh based on the clotted skin and yet still, somehow, it had fresh blood glittering on the scarred surface as though she had picked it apart just a few hours ago."I said it once, and I will say it again: I don’t want your money, Nikky."That name again…It was the second time hearing it this week. He hated it coming from her lips, but today was a good day; Lucien was being discharged, so he didn’t want anything to sully his mood."You have
“What Beta standards? Don’t change the subject, and since you would be my first man, from my memory, I qualify as at most bi! But…I just…why? Why didn’t you say anything to me? Why do I need to find out that sort of information from a TV station turned on by accident!”"Do you know how many times you told me you wanted a beta woman? I’d need an accountant to do the math because that is how many times you rejected me."Niklaus answered as he bent to pick up the food on the floor.He hated the grease soaking his hands, but Lucien has a soft side for the pitiful. "Lucien...your memories have regressed by nine years. Do you know how long it took for you to look at me? to see me in the way I see you?"At his intentionally soft tone, Lucien’s brows furrowed.He lifted his body and deposited the spilt chicken back in its box before leaving it on the table next to Lucien, even though he couldn’t eat it anymore. He could have thrown it in the bin, but the message ‘I did this for you’ rang cl
The smell of fried chicken lingered in the air annoyingly as Niklaus balanced the takeout bag in his hand.He shifted it from one hand to the other, not because it was heavy but because it was oily, and he didn’t like it.He couldn’t understand why Lucien had such…greasy taste in favourites, but he didn’t fight it either.Niklaus’s phone, which had been on fire since the spread of the fake news of their engagement, buzzed again, causing him to stop before Lucien’s room.After taking a deep breath, he reached for his phone in his pocket and contrary to his fears, his fingers were not oily as he clicked the phone screen to life.[I will arrange a press conference; this engagement story is a sick joke, Niklaus] -Father.[Have you gone crazy?] -Stepbitch.As the number of unread messages increased to one hundred and fifty-seven, Niklaus turned off his phone and focused on Lucien on the other side of the door.By now, with his sleuth personality, Niklaus anticipated that Lucien would be pi
Niklaus’ question throws me.“No, of course not. I just-”Niklaus cocks his head to the side as if to say he would not let this slide without an answer. With a sigh, I answer."It’s not that. It’s just… you seem way too important to be sitting in a room with someone like me."I can feel the tips of my ears heat up, so I scratch my cheeks to ease the awkwardness between us.Niklaus stands from his position next to me and grabs my hand to stop my pointless scratching."You’ve lost what… nine years of memories? You… wouldn’t even believe the worth you hold in my eyes if I were to tell you."As he said the words, his tone had softened such that his voice came off scratchy, yet even then, it still sounded soothing.I…don’t think I ever want to go on a group date with him; he would likely steal all the ladies. Then again, he seems fine with men. "I’ll bring you chicken for dinner."As if the soft tingle I felt from his words was a mirage, he pulls away after promising chicken.My hand care
"Niklaus Heinrich?"I yell the name as the door to the chief's office swings open.As usual, the chief isn't at his desk but holding a mini-golf club, playing with the track set up in his office.The chief’s face lights up at my presence, but I am far from happy with this interaction."Niklaus Heinrich? Chief, this is uncalled for!"I protest."I take it our little Luci has a problem with my mission?"The response doesn't come from the chief but from a low, husky, and aged voice from a person who is not in view.With a low sigh, the chief turns his desktop to face me at the door."Ah, deputy commissioner."I say, recognising the face staring back at me.Snuffing the flames of my anger, I bow my head low in greeting."Do you have a problem with my mission, Agent Sinclair?""N- mmh,”I bite my lip before my direct ‘no’ can echo.“I believe that I shouldn't lead this mission.""But such low professions suit omegas; who would believe there is an alpha in the cleaning team?"The deputy comm...
Welcome to GoodNovel world of fiction. If you like this novel, or you are an idealist hoping to explore a perfect world, and also want to become an original novel author online to increase income, you can join our family to read or create various types of books, such as romance novel, epic reading, werewolf novel, fantasy novel, history novel and so on. If you are a reader, high quality novels can be selected here. If you are an author, you can obtain more inspiration from others to create more brilliant works, what's more, your works on our platform will catch more attention and win more admiration from readers.
Comments