Maddox Grant
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The ballroom glittered with false smiles and champagne laughter. My younger brother John’s engagement party was supposed to be a family celebration, but I was only enduring it—another polished obligation for the Alpha heir who owned a multibillion-dollar empire. I was halfway through a drink when the energy in the room shifted.
He walked in, and the noise dimmed around him. An Omega—breathtakingly handsome, the tailored suit hugging every newly honed line of his body. Confidence rolled off him in quiet waves. Heads turned. John’s smile faltered, his shoulders stiff. Brad, his fiancé, broke into a grin so wide it looked indecent and rushed forward to pull the newcomer into a fierce hug.
And then I remembered—the chubby little Omega who used to trail after Brad during those long summers. John used to complain about him constantly, swearing the boy was in love with Brad. I hadn’t given him a thought in years. But now? Now he looked nothing like the soft, eager kid I remembered. He was a man—lean, striking, dangerous in his self-assurance.
He approached, all polite restraint. John made a sharp remark that earned a flicker of irritation. I smirked, leaning forward just enough.
He didn’t blush this time. His gaze met mine—steady, unamused.
Heat pooled in my chest, dark and hungry. No one dismissed me. Not subordinates, not rivals, not anyone. But watching him walk away, I felt something jagged and electric take root inside me.
That Omega didn’t just walk into my brother’s party. He walked straight into my obsession. And whether he wanted to or not, he was already mine
He walked in, and the noise dimmed around him. An Omega—breathtakingly handsome, the tailored suit hugging every newly honed line of his body. Confidence rolled off him in quiet waves. Heads turned. John’s smile faltered, his shoulders stiff. Brad, his fiancé, broke into a grin so wide it looked indecent and rushed forward to pull the newcomer into a fierce hug.
Who’s that?I asked, my voice sounding far calmer than the pulse suddenly hammering in my veins.
Brad’s childhood best friend,John muttered, bitterness cutting through his words.
And then I remembered—the chubby little Omega who used to trail after Brad during those long summers. John used to complain about him constantly, swearing the boy was in love with Brad. I hadn’t given him a thought in years. But now? Now he looked nothing like the soft, eager kid I remembered. He was a man—lean, striking, dangerous in his self-assurance.
He approached, all polite restraint. John made a sharp remark that earned a flicker of irritation. I smirked, leaning forward just enough.
Still clingy, aren’t you?I said, the old nickname sliding out like a challenge.
He didn’t blush this time. His gaze met mine—steady, unamused.
Why am I wasting my time with you, Maddox?he said coolly, and then he turned away as if I were nothing.
Heat pooled in my chest, dark and hungry. No one dismissed me. Not subordinates, not rivals, not anyone. But watching him walk away, I felt something jagged and electric take root inside me.
That Omega didn’t just walk into my brother’s party. He walked straight into my obsession. And whether he wanted to or not, he was already mine