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Ascension : Dawn Of The Third Evolution

Maximillian's hands cupped Julian's face, his thumbs tracing the soft contours of the latter's jaw. He leaned in, their breaths mingling in an exchange of pheromones. Julian felt the heat radiating from Maximillian's body, his own heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. Only a whisper of space separated their lips from each other. Maximillian's voice was a husky sigh against Julian's mouth. "If you don't want this, push me away." The challenge hung heavy in the air, but Julian met it head-on. "I do," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. In a single, fluid motion, he closed the distance, his lips meeting Maximillian's in a kiss that was both hesitant and hungry. ------------------ A catastrophic meteorite impact triggered the first evolution. A devastating global viral pandemic forced the second evolution. Insatiable human greed drove the third evolution. What does it feel like to play hide-and-seek with your enemy during the day, and entangle with him during the night? Julian Haas, a male omega, formerly known as Laurent Krausser, shot Atticus Bates, a male alpha responsible for his father's demise. The murder attempt failed and ended in an explosive collapse, landing Julian in a hospital. The National Bureau of Security, tasked with investigating the fiery demise of the building, brought alpha Maximillian Grant face-to-face with the enigmatic omega, the only other survivor of the tragedy. Intent on gaining a second chance for revenge, Julian started to approach Maximillian. Unable to resist Julian's seductive advances, Maximillian was soon drowning in not only the omega's intoxicating scent but also the murky secrets at the heart of the third evolution. Warning tag : NOT a slow burn romance, a lot of smut scenes

Lu_Shui · LGBT+
Không đủ số lượng người đọc
231 Chs

98 - Shame

Julian almost felt ashamed on Cassandra's behalf.

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"Put my luggages there."

"Yes, Sir."

"Why is it so dark around here???"

Julian switched on several more lamps, bathing the hotel room in more light.

"Better now," the old gentleman said with a gruff voice as he looked around the room.

"Why does it smell so weird?"

"It's the oil diffuser, Sir."

"Get rid of it. It is making me dizzy."

A gentle whirring ceased as Julian reached down and obediently shut off the oil diffuser. In its place, a soft glow emanated from the device, illuminating a menu brimming with essential oil options. It seemed the hotel offered a thoughtful selection, catering to the diverse preferences of its guests.

"May I offer you a different kind of oil?" He asked.

"No. My nose is sensitive. Get me some beef lasagna and a bottle of Pinot Noir from a good year."

"Yes, Sir."