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The Hidden S-Class Omega's Brilliant Comeback

Chapter 6 

Word Count: 1154    |    Released on: 13/10/2026

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e keys to Chloe's cherry-red Fe

ite-a three-story cathedral of dark glass, velvet, and acou

the scent-neutralizing air curtains overhead bru

bterranean sound system vibr

e a discreet

remier sunken lounge right in the center of the main dance floo

Brignac," I told the wide-eyed host, "

tall, broad-shouldered, and outrageously handsome, their dark trousers tailored close to lean hips and powerful thighs.

f steady eye contact that made every word feel intimate. Their scents were chemically modulated to sa

ve cigarettes, and treated me like an emp

crossing one bare leg over the other, and raised

in the privat

Hurle

or of Scent Club smelled of expens

mber liquid in my glass while Erwin Hart and half a dozen heirs f

t the suffocating tightness in

yleen's cold, mocking smile as she h

t, I told myself, swirl

ned Omega had no cu

ly, no fortune,

ight now, weeping into her pillow and preparin

into the pot with a smirk. "Word on the street is your

oldly, not looking up. "A useless

like that was lucky to breathe your air for three years. I give her fort

four," I sneered, takin

e titanium smartphone on the marble

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son notifications from the

p the phon

filled the screen, followed by a Scent Club c

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ter card I had comple

ne back onto the table with a sharp clatter. "She thinks

an," another heir chuckled. "She's ca

hand, the heavy double doors of

rt collar damp with sweat, looking around the

trusion, sir," the manager s

sked, irritated b

llowed hard. "A VIP guest just booked the entire central arena, opened twenty bott

whistle, standing up

the house Alphas? Now th

d the private observation balcony that loo

rest in commo

, cold knot pulled a

hird-floor mezzanine, looking down into

g toward the central glass arena, their v

" Erwin muttered, his pupils dilating. "Wh

e to the center of

lpha hosts, a woman was reclin

lawless, alabaster curve of her spine, trailing down to a

er shoulders in loose waves,

mesh choker gleame

one slender hand, laughing with an effortless, ar

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tered, sending sharp shards of glass and golden

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The Hidden S-Class Omega's Brilliant Comeback
The Hidden S-Class Omega's Brilliant Comeback
“"Know your place." For three years, that was all my husband thought I deserved. Kian Hurley was the city's most powerful S-class Alpha. To him, I was a worthless, scentless Omega he had been forced to marry. On our third anniversary, I found my adoptive sister in his lap, begging for more of his scent. Around her neck hung the pendant he'd given me when I saved his life ten years ago. She'd stolen my pendant, my rescue story, and every bit of tenderness my husband had never given me. So I handed him divorce papers. He signed them and told me to get out. His friends laughed, betting I'd be on my knees at his gates within twenty-four hours. They were about to be very disappointed. I took off my suppression collar, slipped into a backless red gown, and charged over two million dollars to his forgotten black card. Then I hired seven gorgeous Alpha hosts to pour my champagne and spoil me in the middle of his favorite club. When my ex stormed over and tried to drag me home, I slapped him across the face-in front of everyone. He thought he'd thrown away a useless wife. He'd actually lost a hidden S-class Omega, his 99.9% match, and the only woman who had secretly kept his brutal Ruts under control for three years. His precious first love was a fraud. His real savior had just walked away. He can keep her. Let's see how long his legendary self-control lasts without me.”