All Chapters of Unwillingly Yours: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Simon laid motionlessly on the ground, taking deep breaths amidst the pain. Gradually, it lessened and he stood up, holding his stomach.He went downstairs and frowned at the show playing on the television. "This is so annoying," he huffed, reaching for the remote to turn it off.The doorbell rang and the omega dragged his feet to the door, muscles protesting against the movement."I'm coming!" he yelled. Simon threw the door open only to come face to face with Kyle. His lips parted in surprise. "Hi.""Hey." The other frowned at him. "Are you alright? You sounded sick on the phone."The omega shrugged. "It was just a cramp. I'm fine now."Kyle gave him a skeptical look. "I got you some medicines," he said, raising the paper bag in his grip.Simon took it with a grateful smile. "Thank you." He widened the door. "Would you like to come in?"The alpha wordlessly stepped in, eyes roaming around the sitting room. "Where's Mike?"The omega flopped on the couch. "I sent him to get me coffee

Xavier lifted the unconscious omega into his arms. He glanced at the executives. "This meeting is over. See yourselves out."Without waiting for a complaint or a response, the alpha strode out of the study. He knew they were probably fuming at being dismissed like that.But he also didn't care about any of them or their opinions."Get the doctor," Xavier ordered James as he entered his room, gently placing the omega on the bed."Who did this?" he murmured, tracing a finger along Vernon's cheek.Few minutes later, the doctor rushed in. She panted slightly, running a hand through her hair. "I'm sorry for the delay," she said. It was clearly obvious she had run all the way here.Xavier barely glanced at her, his face a stoic mask. "Get to work, Layla.""I'll need you to leave," she ordered and the alpha frowned at her."I'm not leaving my husband—""I can't concentrate enough to treat him if you're hovering," Layla insisted. "Please leave."Xavier stared at her for a moment before he sto

"Did you find the source of the fire?" Xavier questioned, a slight frown on his face. James shook his head, a regretful look on his face. "There's no evidence of foul play, Boss.""One of the men said that an electric wire was cut. That must have caused the fire."The alpha nodded. "How many men were on duty that day?""Three," the bodyguard said. "Though only two showed up."Xavier frowned. "What happened to the third?""He said he had a family emergency. I let him leave.""Have him brought to me," the alpha ordered, eyes narrowed."Also keep an eye on—""Xavier?" Vernon called softly, descending the stairs. "We had a deal. Where's my ice cream?"James scratched his nose, hiding a smile at the demanding tone. He looked at the alpha. "Should I still—""Leave," Xavier dismissed him, eyes on the omega. "The ice cream is in the kitchen, sweetheart."The bodyguard nodded and left.Vernon rolled his eyes, heading to the kitchen. "I hope it's a big tub."The alpha followed behind and opene

Simon's eyes slowly opened and he stared up at ceiling, a frown on his face. "Finally," he whispered, when he felt his body free of the cramps that had disturbed him for the past five days.The omega slowly stood up from bed, wrinkling his nose at the copious amount of slick coating his thighs. "Disgusting."He trudged to the bathroom, eyes falling on the lavender bath bombs on the sink. "He actually got them for me."Simon quickly got the bath ready and threw them in, the smell of lavender filling the room. He took off his stinky shirt and sank into the bath, a sigh of relief escaping his lips."This one was different," he murmured.He closed his eyes, throwing his head back. It had been five torturous days. The heat swept over him like a tsunami, destroying any sanity the omega had. In the hours when the lust peaked, he moaned and cried Kyle's name, slicking all over the bed. Simon was grateful that the heat made him too weak to stand up else he would have left the house to sear

Fabian resisted the urge to yawn and stared blankly at the man in front of him. "You're wasting my time," he said, not bothering to sugarcoat his words."Get straight to the point.""I'm sure we can come to a better agreement that will benefit both sides."Fabian chuckled, tapping his fingers on the table. "Our goods are top-notch. Anything less would be demeaning to its quality."The buyer, Carlo Avellino, was insistent. "You are a veteran in the business," he said, diverting the topic.Fabian offered a faint nod and said nothing.Carlo let his pheromones spill into the air, hoping to intimidate him. "But it is time for you to let someone much younger take the reins."The alpha smirked, unaffected by the pathetic show of dominance. "Who succeeds me is none of your concern, Carlo."He glanced around the room, noting the man's armed guards. "The power wasn't handed to me, unlike you. I created it and I perfectly know how to wield it."The insult hit home and Carlo's face darkened in of