Julian doesn't wait. The moment the door of the limousine opens, Julian sprints out before Enzo can say another word. The guards all looked shocked to see the Boss' favorite omega coming out of the car in tears. But he doesn't even glance at them as he rushes inside. Julian doesn't take the elevator-- no he take the fucking long stairs, the same one he had complained made his legs hurt when he had to take it during estate maintenance. Because he needed to blow off some steam. By the time he made it to his room, his legs were throbbing-- but the tears had stopped. Good, he doesn't cry. Not even the entire underground world watching him being fucked into oblivion should make him cry. Outside in the hallway, he hears the exact moment Enzo comes in. He respectfully doesn't come to see him, just barks some orders at his guards, before disappearing into his own room. Twenty minutes. That was exactly how long it took for Julian to stay in his room, before he starts matching o
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