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The Hidden S-Class Omega's Brilliant Comeback

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 766    |    Released on: 13/10/2026

Pittm

imed the quarter hour as I came downstairs

table had long since gone cold, the tallow candles

sary had ended while Kian

near the arched doorway, wringing he

untouched plate and turned the plain

ike a band of ic

rs," I said. "I have so

ed and hurr

te footsteps descended the staircase

m, still wearing the black shir

immediately sucked t

ance for the silver platter

n the corner and poured two fingers of s

collar remained locked at the highest se

ll get you anywhere, you're mistaken," he

my plain knit sweater and bar

performance,"

t on the table, his forehead

. I'm not going to apo

e down here f

s paused inches

s neck pulling taut as his knuckles

eaking things and threatening

s," I said, meeting his frigid g

ee years ago," Kian said coldly, setting the glass d

king down from his immens

raced branch of the Pittman family. The Hurley name g

esigned to strip

t have left me

d the pathetic blindness of t

led the city, was nothing more than a fool d

aid softly. "I fina

envelope I had brough

and slapped it down right

nvelope, his brow furrowi

is t

ou were forced to marry me," I repl

a short, mo

ers, untwined the red string clasp, and

tered header at the top of the first

ETTLEMENT

my signature at th

oom stretched until

of his hand bulged as his grip

locking onto mine with an inten

laying now, Ayleen?" he ground out, h

es, enunciating every single

ian. I am di

storm flared

the contract in both fists and tore the thi

the torn pages

air like winter frost, scattering

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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.”