Kim Sol Da

Cesare Caruso, a renowned actor and a global superstar, appeared to have it all—fame, fortune, and an impeccable reputation.
Yet, hidden beneath the surface was a secret he had guarded for years—he was an Omega.
That carefully guarded secret came crashing down in one fateful night, during a glamorous masquerade ball aboard a luxurious cruise ship.
Overwhelmed by an unexpected heat cycle, Cesare loses control of himself, devoured by his own desires and falling into the arms of a mysterious Alpha—a reckless moment that changed everything.

[Zahir al-Tamid. That’s my name.]

To his shock, the Alpha was Zahir—a proud prince from an oil-rich kingdom and an unwelcome figure from Cesare’s past.
Worse, that night left Cesare unexpectedly pregnant!
Before Cesare could make sense of it all, Zahir made a grand entrance at Cesare’s mansion by helicopter, uninvited, catching the attention of major media outlets around the world, demanding a settlement claiming that Cesare shall be responsible for ‘imprinting’ a royal family like him!

“...Seriously, it’s not as if I have a ludicrous $2 billion just lying around, you know.”
“Thus, marry me, Cesare.”

Pregnancy, imprinting, and a royal marriage proposal—showered by a series of unwanted events, Cesare is desperate to find a way to cut ties with Zahir.
But Zahir, stubborn and relentless, has no plans to let go.
Can Cesare outrun the tempest, or will it pull him under?

#BL #Omegaverse #Obsessive #Crybaby #One-sideLove #Prince #Superior


Text copyright ⓒ 2024 by Kim Sol Da
All right reserved.

The Korean edition was originally written by 김솔다, Korea
Translated and Published by We’ve Lab.

Critical Stage

Cesare now understood why Zahir had said it would only take ten minutes to find this place.


Still, he had expected them to land and enter through the front door like normal people.


That expectation shattered—along with the window.


The glass cracked without warning, sending shards flying into the room.


Beatrice covered her ears and trembled.


Hearing her scream in fear, Cesare instinctively turned toward the window.


A moment later, several figures in black tactical gear burst through the shattered glass, weapons drawn. Cesare’s eyes widened in disbelief.


‘Is this really okay against civilians?’


Even as the thought crossed his mind, the intruders shouted with enthusiasm:


“Team A, we’ve found the prince! Securing the kidnapper!”


Watching the chaos unfold, Cesare realized this situation wouldn’t end quietly.


He had underestimated just how far Zahir al-Tamid would go when it came to matters concerning him.


Side Story 2- The Highly Difficult Problem (8)