We made a bet, my fiancé and I: first to make a hundred million in Hollywood wins their freedom. He’s an Enigma, masquerading as an Omega, the most manipulative man I’ve ever met. I’m a top-tier Alpha, no disguise needed. By day, I get to pin him by the throat for a scene, relishing every second. By night, he uses his pheromones to press me against a wall, leaving me breathless and trapped. “At the interview today, you said… you don’t like milk?” He traces my lips, a wicked little smile playing on his. “Wrong answer. You should have said, I love milk, wife.” 1 “Tell me you love me. Tell me you’re mine!” I gripped Frank’s throat, my hand pressing into the delicate skin as I leaned in and kissed him. I bit down, hard, drawing a bright bead of blood from the corner of his lip. He shoved me away, his face flushed, his eyes shimmering with unshed tears. “I love you. I’m yours. Are you satisfied now, you animal!” Seeing him like that, so fragile and teary-eyed, I smirked and patted his cheek. “An Omega like you should be on your knees, begging for me. Understand?” “And… CUT! Fantastic! That was brilliant, just brilliant!” The director’s voice broke the spell. The crew swarmed in, helping a trembling Frank to his feet. “Omegas are so fragile. We can’t have our leading man getting hurt. Frank, that was incredible work. Why don’t you go rest in your trailer?” “Yes, yes, amazing job.” A chorus of concerned voices echoed around him, everyone worried the delicate Omega might collapse. They had no idea. Frank Vance was no delicate Omega. He was a goddamn predator. “Elara, darling,” Frank called my name, and a shiver went down my spine. “Walk me to my trailer? We can run our lines.” I wanted to refuse, but the well-meaning crew practically pushed me into his private trailer. Click. The door locked behind us. The fragile act vanished. Frank wiped the still-wet blood from his mouth, his expression turning cold. “Come here.” “What is it? If you have something to say, just say it. Why do you need me so close? I’m not deaf.” I backed into a corner, my eyes narrowed. “The ‘delicate Omega’? Seriously? You’re such a fake.” He closed the distance in two long strides, slamming me against the wall and capturing my lips with his. His hands snaked around my waist, pushing my shirt up. “Frank, don’t you dare go too far!” I shoved him off. He leaned back, tilting his head with an arrogant smirk. “There was no power in your eyes during that scene. Your acting is shit. What, are you scared of me?” His smile was pure provocation. “Did I go too hard on you last night?” I wanted to slap that perfect face. “Are you insane? You know, I could expose you, Mr. Vance.” He just raised an eyebrow. “Go ahead. We can announce our wedding date at the same time. My bonded Omega.” He paused, his voice dropping to a low murmur. “After this film, my net worth will cross a hundred million. You’re about to lose the bet.” 2 Both Frank and I were heirs to our respective family empires. He was an Enigma, a being so powerful that no top-tier Omega could satisfy him. So the families chose me, a top-tier Alpha, to be his bonded mate. After the engagement was forced on us, we made a deal. A bet. We’d both enter the entertainment industry. The first to reach a net worth of a hundred million dollars would win. If I lost, I would become his bonded Omega, for life. If I won, I’d go back to run my family’s corporation, and the engagement would be off. “You know, after this movie, I might hit that hundred million mark too,” I shot back. My character in this film was far more compelling. In a battle of popularity, I had a real shot at winning. Frank stepped closer, his fingers gently tracing my lips. “Do you want to lose, Elara? This little bet of ours?” I stared at him. “Lose? Of course not. What, are you planning to surrender?” I scoffed. “Two strangers, shackled together for life? It’s a tragedy for both of us. Let’s just call it quits and let each other go.” He laughed, a low, dangerous sound, and held his phone up to my face. “Strangers? That’s funny. Because I did a little digging… and it seems you’ve had a crush on me for years.” “Your diary,” he purred, “is much more honest than you are.” On the screen was a photo of my own handwriting. “I have a crush on the number one at the academy. His name is Frank Vance.” “He’s as beautiful as his name, like a star.” “I bet he’s an Omega. And I’m going to make him mine.” The cringe was so intense it was almost a physical blow. “I was sick back then, okay? I like Omegas. Is that you?” He arched a brow. “I like Omegas, and don’t I play the part well? My pheromones are even pinewood—your favorite.” I lunged for the phone, tackling him onto the sofa. “You’re nothing like an Omega! You’re a psychopath!” He just sat there, looking up at me. “Am I? Everyone out there seems to think I’m the perfect Omega.” He reached out, his hand settling on my waist, his gaze dropping. “It’s rare to find an Alpha with hips as strong as yours.” My eyes blazed. “Strong my ass. Have you ever considered that you have a despicable personality?” “Despicable?” He caressed my neck, leaning in to scent me. “Whatever gave you that idea?” 3 Whatever gave me that idea? How could he even ask? I pressed my hand against his throat. “How did you choose me to be your mate? Do you remember?” “Need me to refresh your memory?” Years ago, at a gala hosted by the world’s most powerful corporate consortium, hundreds of young, top-tier Alphas were gathered. The best of the best from every major family, including me. And Frank Vance, the sole Enigma, the crown prince of a vast business empire, stood alone on the third-floor mezzanine. He looked down on us all, and with a casual, indifferent gesture, his finger swept across the crowd and simply… stopped. On me. As if bestowing a divine favor. Frank frowned, a flicker of confusion in his eyes. “I chose you because I liked you. Was that wrong?” His voice was laced with genuine belief. “From the moment I saw you, you were the only one.” He still didn’t get it. He had no idea how arrogant, how condescending he was. I hated that feeling, of being chosen like a prize pig at a fair. “And do you know,” I spat, “that on the night you chose me, they tied me up like an animal and delivered me to your room? For you, the great Enigma, to turn me into your bonded Omega.” “Tell me, was there any difference between me and all the other Alphas there?” Back then, Frank was in the middle of his first rut after presenting as an Enigma. I’m certain he didn't care who it was. Whoever they threw into that room, he would have torn them apart like prey. He’d treated me like an Omega to be dominated. “When they carried me out of there, covered in my own blood, the Vance family transferred three hundred million dollars to the Sterling family. What was that? A tip for services rendered? Was I a beggar you were rewarding for a night’s work?” It was disgusting. Frank’s gaze faltered for a second. “I… I didn’t know about that. I wasn’t conscious that night…” “You don’t have to explain. It’s all in the past.” I looked him dead in the eye. “Do you love me? Or am I just a toy to you?” He leaned in and kissed me, a soft, fleeting touch. “If I didn’t love you, do you think I’d be playing this ridiculous Hollywood game with you? If I didn’t love you, you wouldn’t even have the right to get close to me.” He pulled me into a tight embrace, his pheromones washing over me in a calming wave. “I love you, Elara. And with you, I have been patient. Incredibly patient.” I pushed him away. “If you’re so patient, then honor our bet. Swear to it.” He was silent for a long moment, then nodded. “Fine. If you win, I’ll let you go.” 4 We were halfway through filming. To deepen the emotional stakes and flesh out the characters—and, frankly, to increase my chances of winning—I requested an additional kiss scene with the second male lead. The price for that request was being dragged to Frank’s penthouse and locked inside for the entire weekend. “Frank, are you crazy? I’m not your Omega yet!” I tried to leave, but all he had to do was release a fraction of his pheromones, and I was paralyzed. As I sank to my knees before him, he knelt to my level. “Adding a kiss scene? You’ve got some nerve.” His voice was low and dangerous. “Who the hell does he think he is?” His pheromones were suffocating. “What is your problem? He’s an Alpha. I’m not interested in him. He’s not a monster like you.” Leo, the actor playing the second lead, was a top-tier Alpha who was cast as a Beta. His pheromones did nothing for me. But Frank was radiating jealousy. He grabbed my head and crushed his mouth to mine. His hand clamped down on my hip, his voice a dark warning. “Don’t let him touch you.” He traced my lips with his thumb. “Every inch of you is mine.” Frank’s possessiveness was terrifyingly absolute. I’d never done many kissing scenes. In this film, the only real kisses were with him. I pressed myself against him, my voice a mocking whisper. “And how will you punish me? Rip my clothes off? Leave a temporary mark on me? Go on.” His eyes darkened. “Yes,” he breathed. “Let’s try that.” He bit down on my scent gland. The overwhelming power of an Enigma’s pheromones flooded my senses, threatening to drown me. But he stopped short. If he went any further, he knew he could seriously hurt me. For two years, it had always been like this. Kisses, embraces, but never the permanent bond. “Elara, I don’t mark you because I’m afraid you can’t handle it. Not because I can’t,” he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. “If you really want it, I can have an ambulance waiting outside the door. I’ll mark you, and then they can resuscitate you.” For an Enigma to mark an Alpha, it required a long period of pheromonal soothing and induction. A forced marking could be fatal. I flopped onto the sofa, pulling him down with me. “Frank, you’ve been trying to ‘induce’ me for two years. What has it done besides make my heats more frequent?” He smiled, caressing my neck. “It’s also what will keep me from killing you when I lose control.” I shoved him away. “That’s never going to happen.”
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