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ng glasses with his guests like they were sealing a business deal. "Little shit
ere he's pressed against
gamblers his father keeps company with. These voices ca
rstand that Enzo Moretti doesn't take refunds? Once
blood r
rners of his father's gambling shop–owner of one of the city's largest firearms trade networks, rumored to
owerful: a dominant Alpha with unstable ph
enthouse when the strongest episodes hit. Om
ndless nights of being used and disca
's untouched, you know? Twenty one and st
ed. "Enzo's been looking for a new toy after the last one... broke.
in eagerly, pitching him like he's trying to pitch a busines
iz. This Omega better be worth the debt forgiven
ures them. "I've broken hi
efore they finally nod in agreement. "Fine. W
n, sealing Julian's
re feet cold on the tiles,
was hours away, but if he could es
that. The windows are cracked, there's a narrow bed, and
is mother's necklace: the delicate silver chain with it
ck wads of gambling cash and stuffs them into his hoodie. No b
at can slo
irs pause. He hears them curse under their brea
ws himself through the window and dr
shoots up his leg. "This i
age, dodging overflowing dumpsters. Behind him, the fron
ittle bastard,
leyway a few blocks away. And by some miracle, he makes it
y quiet. Julian almost thinks he's escaped–un
of alcoho
e?" one slurs. "Running fr
can try to take, but three hu
n't back up. If anything
eet, and look–he's unmarked.
bined dominant scents hit him hard, weakening his knees despite his recessive nature
g, but it's useless against three of the
by, making them pause. They turn to
ad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs in tailored pants. Rolled-up sle
wide in fear. "What's E
s* Is Enzo Moretti? He'd been expecting s
del than a mafia king--extremely hands
s eyes fall on Julian, then
like Enzo is digging into his
ing in the air–-reaches Enzo. His nose twitche
ion change. His silver eyes have gone from annoyanc
r, gr
n't need to shout, his pheromones and
y from the sweet omega they've caught. Bu
th trembling hands, refusing to meet Enz
autiful face, the green eyes and lean body instantly catch his attention. Then it drops
grin that makes Julian's heart race, de
ecognize him as his new purchase yet. He thi
hick wad of cash--more than Julian has e
e he's asking for the time, "One night. I'll make it w
ned. Who the fuck just hands a r
noring the pain in h
k away from here before Enzo
ly certain now that the bastard doesn't kno
sal, he just chuckles darkly. "I apologize i
ng for his men to call the
the
s apparently just walked straight into t
. It's either the
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