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 paused and turned toward the sound.


There, near the lake at the heart of the garden, his eldest son, Rida, was playfully chasing his younger sister, Sara, who squealed with delight as she ran.


Oblivious to the nearby security guards, the children darted around, lost in their own joy.


Their responses couldn’t have been more different, a reflection of their contrasting personalities.


Sara, beaming with an angelic smile, sprinted over on her short legs.


Rida, however, kept a watchful eye on his sister in case she fell, then glanced up at one of the bodyguards.


The guard, well-acquainted with Rida’s quiet way of signaling for help, quickly stepped in front of Sara to slow her down.


“Princess, this is the palace. You mustn’t run here.”


Sara stopped just short of reaching her father.


Her wide blue eyes—so much like Cesare’s—blinked in surprise at the guard’s words.


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