“You can’t.”The words slip from my lips without warning.The water that had been falling silently suddenly felt loud.My hand reaches the faucet, turning it off before stepping out of the shower.“Can’t what?”Niklaus asks, his voice carrying a deathly chill, but if I stay in his presence any longer, I might vomit.He can’t like me.What he has done to me shouldn’t fall into the category of ‘like’. He shot me, stabbed me in the back, sprayed his pheromones on me thus turning me into an omega without my consent, put me in the hospital and broke my sister’s heart; have I been watching too many Disney movies?My weak hands tug at my shirt, but the buttons that can normally split easily refuse to budge, so I am forced to unbutton them one by one.“I’m borrowing a gown; my clothes are filthy.”I say, dismissing his earlier threat.I’m an omega agent, not to mention my looks, but I get hit on constantly and being surrounded by alphas doesn’t help because of course, some bastards like him w
It’s the third time in the past five minutes that my eyes have glanced over the clock hanging above the cupboards in the employee lounge.11:55 a.m.My thumb taps restlessly on the mop’s handle.Five more minutes.“Exciting lunch plans?”A voice whispers in my ear, startling me.I would have noticed if the person was an alpha or omega, even with the hangover I am nursing and stress from yesterday, so they must be a beta.My gaze turns to the woman, who is surprisingly…gorgeous.Her beauty is subtle, underrated even, courtesy of her thick-rimmed glasses. Her warm brown hair in a loose ponytail seems to summon every male urge in me to dig my fingers in the mess.“Uhh, earth to Lucien? You are Lucien, right? The sexy new janitor the ladies have been gossiping about?”“I’m sexy. I mean Lucien- fuck, I’m Lucien.”I correct hurriedly as warmth floods my cheeks.She chuckles.“You look lost in thought, Lucien.” She says with a smile, walks over to the cupboard behind me, grabs a cup, and fi
My jaw tightens with every curt word spoken without the slightest hint of care.Rather than let Niklaus take further control of the conversation, I step between them. “Sorry, Maya. This is a work lunch; the director and I are supposed to-”“Lucien.”Maya cuts me off and softens her voice.“This place is reservation only, I can’t get in.”She says matter of factly, but I already know that was why I wanted us to sneak around the back; it would be kinder if she never knew if Niklaus had entered or not.“Maya…”I call softly, trying to ease my rejection, but her hand reaches mine, and her nails dig into my flesh.“Let me join your table; let me get closure.”Isn’t closure him being an ass?“Ma-”“Luci, please, let me join you. There are things I need to get off my chest, and you know that!”No, what I know is that you are still in love with him. What I know is that you will make a scene, and he will have you removed, breaking your heart.My answer: Maya, it’s not a good idea. But at her
Niklaus HeinrichThe irritation grating Niklaus’s veins had a face, and the woman sitting in front of him was it. Every gesture, every breath she took, was a test of his patience.“What are you playing at?”Niklaus asks as his eyes zero in on the empty glass in Maya’s hand—the same one she had tipped over to wet Lucien’s clothes.“You called me yesterday, and now…”She exhales with a bitter laugh.“Are you playing with me knowing I love you? Is it fun for you? Torturing me like this? The fact that you came with Luci can only mean you used me. Again.”Her eyes sharpen, but Niklaus doesn’t bother to acknowledge her words.“Lauren. Who is she?”He asks instead, causing Maya’s face to contort into a sharp sneer."He's never going to forgive you, you know. He doesn't even want to be near you,"Maya presses, leaning forward slightly to press her pink nails against the table to stress her point."Your best bet of seeing him beyond the few months he’s stuck in this city for your little missi
I can’t taste anything.The food sitting on the plate in front of me remains untouched save for a few forced bites. Every mouthful tastes like expensive cardboard, so rather than through sheer will, there is no other reason why the food reaches my stomach.‘Our engagement was a contract.’The words that caused my ears to ring keep playing in my mind.What the fuck does he mean ‘a contract’.It wasn’t a contract! They were in love! I saw the way he looked at her—he used to talk about her all the damn time; he’d even get excited to drive me home just to see her; what the hell does he mean by contract, as in a cold, calculated agreement?What the hell…what the hell?I force myself to sit through the rest of the lunch.Niklaus, as always, looks completely unbothered, except when he notices that no more food is entering my mouth. He is the reason I keep forcing food down my throat.Maya, on the other hand, her voice is still bright, as if he hadn’t just ripped her apart, as if she hadn’t
The dry and warm wind rustles my hair.I have walked quite a distance from the restaurant; I can no longer hear her voice as she calls me; in fact, all I can hear is Mum.Mum’s laughter in her prime as she would whisper that she loves me, that I was her treasure, her miracle birth until dad showed up with a two-year-old—the child of ‘this woman’ he made a mistake with.“It was one night.’He had said with tears in his eyes, as if he needed to show proof of guilt for us to understand.“She was an omega in heat, and I couldn’t help myself…I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it.”The words were another slap in the face for my Beta mother."I can’t love it, Lucien…I can’t."I was five when she whispered those words to me, her suitcases were already at the door.My next words to her were, ‘I’ll do it; I’ll take care of her, so stay.’ I don’t know if she stayed because of me, and I don’t know if she had packed my bags too—I hope she had; either way, Maya has been my responsibility, no, at this point, m
"No."The rejection is as cold and final as the car draws to a halt at the building’s entrance.It rings so coldly that my ears begin to burn.Without another word, explanation or justification, the car door swings open, and the chauffeur turns to me expectantly."I have a meeting elsewhere. You can leave first."Niklaus says without even looking up from the tablet that he had just powered on.Is…is he fucking with me?My face heats up in embarrassment.I grind my teeth to keep myself from asking anything pointless that would reveal more of my desperation, and without another glance to Niklaus, I exit the car hurriedly, my steps too fast to feel natural, and the door slams behind me.My exhale is heavy and sharp as I approach the building.The lobby is a buzz with policemen milling about; despite the low hum of conversations from the crowd, the occasional crackle of a police radio fills the space.“What’s happening?”I ask the person next to me, but they only frown, crinkle their nose
"Is it really necessary to go to a hotel just for me to shower?" I ask irritatedly as Chief Owen stops his car’s engine after parking his car near the main lobby still outside Niklaus’s building.“Don’t you smell that? Are you seriously comfortable having his scent all over you?”“Of course not.” I snap, then sigh.I don’t want to rely on Niklaus at all for the mission.What else can I use besides Mathew- er, I mean Mark’s phone to get a trail?An idea pops into my head.“Then what’s the issue?”The chief asks, but I raise my hand to silence him as the idea gives me renewed energy.“No…I have an idea.” “It’s just a shower, Lucien. If the hotel is the problem, come to my place.”“This isn’t the time for a shower; I think I have a trail!”“What do you mean, ‘this isn’t the time’? I can’t stand that smell on you. Hell, how the fuck are you even putting up with it?”“I’m not, but I need to do this now; what if Mark’s family decides to visit his home now that his death has been announc
For some reason, the car ride home was tense. Even the hum of the engine couldn’t soothe my mangled nerves.Despite the countless times I rubbed my lips, which still tingled from the unfamiliar kiss, the sensation of Niklaus’s roughness on me neither faded nor fizzled.Why the hell did I moan when he flicked my nipples? I am a beta….Why did he even flick my nipple? I want to scream sexual assault because all this time, I thought of him as a kid brother instead of the panting beast from that time, but we are engaged…we are engaged, right?Fuck.I curse inwardly; the buds on my chest, which I often refer to as dud, feel tender for some reason.My body curls further at the thoughts clouding my mind before I turn my gaze to Niklaus. He still looks furious.Yet despite the fury on his face being my fault—just a gut feeling, each time the headlights of a passing car washes his frame, I am drawn to his mystical beauty.Whoever knew eyes could be that blue.My mouth dries as his gaze turns t
I caught a cold o(*////▽////*)q, I'm resting a bit; next chaps on Monday! No bonus for this story. I appreciate your patience
“Yeah, I have a good nose. Did you forget that?”At the sudden reply, Niklaus exhaled the breath he hadn’t realised he was holding.“That, you did.”He answered non-comitally.“So?”Lucien asked as if he were expecting an answer.“‘So’ what?”“Did we have a contract agreement?”Was that the conclusion he drew? That they were engaged based on a contract?A smile teased the corners of his lips.His Lucien never disappointed.His need to investigate everything meant that he could also convince himself of his findings. It was a risky move, but it paid off.Now, for the nail in the coffin...How would he react if he said, ‘I still love you’? Alphas and omegas expressed their feelings through pheromones, whether it was hate, lust, or even love, so words like ‘I love you’ held little meaning to them because the truth could be sniffed out in a sense. But for betas, they lived backwards, over-relying on meaningless words."I am in love with you, Lucien."His lie flowed easily from his lips, bu
“Bingo!”The word leaves my lips before I can control myself.In response, the woman in red, no Anna Stone—model, actress and dominant omega heiress; everyone knows her face and her nasty temper— curls her lips in disdain.“Bin..go?”Her black ponytail sways a little when she cocks her head to the side.“Yes, bingo.”I repeat, turning to face her fully.“I expected someone like you to approach me here, which is why I isolated myself.”“Someone like me?”Her eyes narrow, before she turns to the man beside her as if ascertaining that her security was on high alert.When her body shifts, I notice two more men outside the door, guarding it—no, perhaps keeping me here until she is finished with me.I swallow nervously, realising that if I bluff too hard, I will make a very dangerous enemy.“By someone like you, I mean someone with ties to Niklaus.”I continue cautiously.“I am not dumb enough to believe that someone like him suits a beta like me.”She says nothing; for some reason, the word
Well… 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 postu