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Broken Bond: Between Vices and Virtues (BL)

Synopsis: Knox is an omega – poor, orphaned, weak, and bullied. He was the unluckiest human being alive – according to his own. Burdened by debt, he has no choice but to stop school and work to pay off his loans all the while hiding the truth and pretending as a beta to save himself from harassment. He accepted all legal jobs he could get to make ends meet. Including a contractual relationship with an alpha who’s suffering from a pheromone disability. He gets paid – enough to free him from all of his debts. All he has to do is help the alpha stabilize his pheromone…not until that night happens… The contract was breached. Knox has to pay the price. Afraid of his circumstances, he ran away. Years later, Knox became a capable man. He has a nice job and a kind boss. When his boss got invited to an engagement party, as his secretary, Knox had to come with him. However, he was shocked to find out that the man to be engaged was none other than the spitting image of his son! How will Knox keep the truth from him, when after their eyes met at the party, the alpha had already marked him as his property, claiming him as the payment of the contract he breached? Will Knox hide and run away again? Or will he choose to pay off the debt to be free? Will he be able to push away the alpha whose vices are hidden behind his attractive mask or will Knox abandon his virtues and embrace the dangerous father of his son? --- Thank you all for your support! For faster update, send my book your golden tickets, powerstones, and gifts!!

superAyan · LGBT+
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273 Chs

Meeting the Horaces

The rain poured outside the windows of Chairman Nathaniel's study, a relentless downpour that mirrored the tense atmosphere in the room.

His study, a room that he often uses more than his bedroom, is a commodious space that gives off a somber ambiance, adorned with dark mahogany and lined with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, seemed even more imposing from the dark clouds and heavy rain pouring outside.

The space was divided in half – on the left, a large desk enough for a group of six to hold a meeting was in the center, and a set of four large three-seater sofas and two round center tables on the other half, closer to the double door.

Chairman Nataniel Horace sat on the grand desk; his stern gaze fixed on the glass windows, as though he was lost in the wonder of how graceful those tiny drops were, trickling on the glass like a morning dew sliding on a leaf undisturbed.