lf!" Julian yanks his arm out fr

ghtfully frustrate

new room, not drag me." Juli

s without Marco or Rico. He woke up spiteful this morning, k

o drag Julian into Enzo's room.

he huge bed, the sheets, the automated lights, the wal

his room alone is bigge

p his bag of toiletries and clothes before sprinting

d. Now they know n

ressed. And if Enzo wasn't using him as a sex toy

, ma

tion in a corner-- a book rack t

en seem like th

k interesting enough, but instead of pap

int acces

e's like a secret

afia has a hidden room. But what cou

ecrets? An

inst the wall next to the c

der maids, is standing behind h

ly be very interested in a painting on t

You're not supposed to touch that," she mumbles.

's in

I were you, I would

t t

he whispers under her br

part, but he did. Loud and fuckin

ousl

e than ever what exactly E

nner in the grand dining room on the privat

then is an Alpha named Kane-- a sharp-featured

ght, dressed in a fitted black shirt and slacks chosen by the Alpha

and on him, a slow grin

n interest. "This one is quite beautiful. Those green eyes... very striking for

s hand at the way the man talks

ight. "This one

taunting. "Oh, come on Enzo, since when are we stingy with Omegas huuh?" He tur

neath his thigh under the table, wordlessly lifts

e!" His dark voice carries acr

k presses against his hard chest. T

exchange nervous glances as Enzo reaches into his jacket pocke

ver lock at the front. Enzo fastens it aro

collar, pressing it firmly against Julian's skin. "He is mine! Touch him again

Enzo, you know how it is! " But Julian doesn't miss th

arely eats, hyper-aware of the collar around his nec

re he sprints away from the dinner, away from all th

its until Enzo leaves for a late call in his office. Th

collar-- the silver lock

collar. He pulls, twists, and digs at the lock

esn't

om-made for him. And behind it-- he notices th

.

t

keeps trying to take it off. He is trapped

truggle with quiet, dark satisfaction. He doesn't say a word

l hooked uselessly under

letely. "It's locked for a reason," he

he's ever going to get out of here,

st pitiful expres

ease take i

been expecting it. But before Julian's relieved exhale can f

ha

" He says again, voice a low, turne

not even in your rut yet!" The words tumble out from hi

his father--snapping at customers who act like they ow

ound his mouth, eyes wi

tly drains from his face. He closes the distance before Julian

rily. "You seem to forget exactly who you're speaking to." H

awing at Enzo's wrist, not to pull him off--

e hand around his throat is t

word-- and he's entirely gone. V

dy feels used and claimed in the worst

this damn thing off his neck, he

bs Enzo's wrist "I'

now. There's no air in his lu

words, Omega!" his

r making hi

ther his pride or survival. Finally, he had no cho

led by the hand around his neck