However, for Adam, who attentively listened to the doctor's words about his "ideal omega mate," a significant shift occurred. The emphatic results of the pheromone-based genetic compatibility test deeply affected him, revealing the existence of someone perfect for him and responsible for his frenzied and uneasy state.
As a consequence, this discovery brought about a strange sensation for Adam, even as an Alpha Prime, as he would now be susceptible to the pheromones of an Omega. During sex with Damián, he experienced an intensity in his routine that he had never before encountered. It was as if he had transformed into a wild wolf, surrendering to his deepest instincts. Heavens...
Nevertheless, Adam didn't wish to display his bewilderment. After all, he was Adam Kadman, the President of International Kadman, and a noble Alpha Prime. His position in nobility was undeniable, and his family had a history intertwined with the building of the wealthiest ABO nation in the world. The Kadmans owned technology companies, hotels, construction firms, oil ventures, online platforms, textiles, and yachts, forming a colossal conglomerate.
It all began nearly thirty days ago, yet that day remained vivid in Adam's mind, like an untouched lake of crystalline memories...
On that ordinary day amidst his bustling week, Adam was aboard a luxurious armored car, driven by his chauffeur, when he was informed about an upcoming traffic jam. Interestingly, he wasn't utilizing his luxurious private helicopter but had opted for the car that day, and the traffic was dreadful.
While his assistant, Taylor May, briefed him on the details of the meeting he would attend, Adam casually glanced out the window. That's when he spotted Damián among the cars, and time seemed to slow down.
Then he casually saw him strolling between the cars, adorned in a long, vibrant red coat, immediately capturing Adam's attention. The contrast of the coat against his fair skin and reddish-blond hair was breathtaking. The coat, elegantly draped over his shoulders, bestowed on him an air of refinement and sophistication.
The young man seemed as though he had been plucked straight from the pages of a fashion magazine, exuding confidence as he walked, his stunning appearance creating a cinematic effect.
It was as if time slowed down around him, as if Adam was witnessing a scene straight out of a commercial shoot. With each confident step Damián took, Adam almost expected to hear someone shout "Cut!" as though it were a recording of a scene from some cinematic subject.
That sight left Adam captivated, fully capturing his attention. It was as if the world around him disappeared, making room for Damián's magnetic presence and the fascination he aroused.
Adam felt a strong thump in his heart, accompanied by a blend of scents that merged into an incredible fragrance. For a brief moment, he struggled to regain his composure. Beside him, Taylor noticed the shift in his demeanor and his delayed response. She asked with concern, "Adam, is something wrong? Are you feeling okay?"
Without thinking, Adam positioned himself to exit the car immediately. Taylor, his assistant, looked at him in surprise, but he ignored her, opening the vehicle's door and hastily stepping out.
In the blink of an eye, time accelerated, and the young man had vanished. Adam knew he was an omega, someone incredibly beautiful—likely a model or actor.
Adam took a few seconds to respond, "I'm fine, just a distraction."
This chance encounter motivated Adam to search for omega models and actors with similar features for days. At 38 years old, he didn't need arranged marriages for financial or political purposes. The Kadmans created and dictated their own rules, forging their paths as they desired.
After several arranged blind dates orchestrated by his family throughout the years and having hired sexual partners for his rut, Adam considered Taylor May, his assistant, as a potential marriage partner. The two had been working together for five years, and Taylor, single at 29, had a good professional relationship with him. She accompanied him to dinners, meetings, and trips.
Adam realized that, in a way, Taylor had started to become part of his life, though not in a romantic sense but rather in a practical manner. Taylor's involvement was so noticeable that his parents were already aware of the connection between them.
Although Adam didn't harbor romantic feelings for Taylor, there had been a growing closeness between them in recent months. While nothing was defined between them at the moment, there was a prospect to be considered. Adam felt no obligation to reciprocate Taylor's dedication. But she remained his best option.
His experience with Damián was like gazing at the clear, shimmering surface of a lake. The deeper the reflection, the less visible the bottom becomes. As Adam delved into the relationship with Damián, he discovered a whole different world, something he never dared to imagine existed.
Despite his alpha instincts being under control, his primal side was no different from other alphas. Even before considering marking him, Adam knew that young man had to be his.
For Adam, on a moral level, dealing with Taylor's stalker was an obligation. He felt that protecting her from that lunatic was his duty.
The individual was obsessed with Taylor e Clarice, someone whose distorted fantasies were not rooted in reality. This led him to adopt aggressive and daring behavior.
After the invasion of Taylor's apartment, an alarm was raised. Flowers, emails, cards, notes, slander, and threats. Multiple security agencies throughout the world were after the criminal hacker, but his genius kept him hidden.
Such circumstances couldn't be ignored. The hacker was a highly intelligent, psychotic criminal.
When Adam entered the Kadman Hotel that night, he quickly sought out Callum and Oliver. As they began to converse in a private room of the sophisticated restaurant, a scent he had been seeking for months immediately drew him in.
The perfume wafted through the air, reaching the tip of his nose. Adam closed his eyes and let that aroma penetrate his brain. Suddenly, he abruptly stood up, searching for the source of the fragrance.
The events that unfolded from there spiraled completely out of control. Adam acted as if he were possessed or enchanted, his pheromones in a state of complete frenzy, and the consequences were chaotic.
Adam noticed three people sitting at a table in the restaurant, but his attention was drawn fully to their strawberry-blonde hair.
He had no idea how he had reached the hotel elevator. But suddenly, he lunged at Damián and pressed him against the elevator walls. One of his hands firmly held Damián's hands above his head. With the other hand, he gripped the back of his neck, tangling his fingers in his hair and tilting his face up, their lips crashing together in a fiery kiss.
Damián let out a moan, parting his lips to allow Adam to explore his mouth. It was entirely new for Adam; he had never kissed someone like that before.
What the hell was happening to him? In the next instant, he completely lost control, everything blurred together. Adam didn't even realize how he had made it to his suite.
There was an intoxicating lust of pheromones in the air, a fervent ardor and desire permeating every moment.
Adam couldn't tell how long they had been together, but his craving didn't diminish. That's when he heard the omega's voice.
"Demon, what's your name?"
Then, Damián whispered in Adam's ear, "Keep growling, wild one, I like it!"
Suddenly, Adam was enveloped in a scent that changed him completely. It was an intensified aroma of lily of the valley, freesia blossoming with notes of green lemon, grapefruit, melon, and musk.
Damián said, "Demon, you smell so good," and a bit Adam's shoulder.
Adam was taken aback. He couldn't contain himself, and the small omega responded with remarkable intensity.
After three consecutive days of indulgence, exhaustion settled in, as if millions of needles were crawling through his marrow.
Damián passed out... With dominant lucidity, Adam surveyed the room, which seemed to have been turned upside down. A strong curiosity had arisen a few days earlier, and now Damián had become his omega.
Adam tried to wake the young man but received no response. Damián was unconscious, which greatly worried him. In his private suite at the hotel, Adam hurried to shower and dress; while gathering clothes for the young man. Everything was in a state of disarray.
He did his best to clean up Damián and dressed him in one of his shirts. Then, he requested a car and left through the hotel's service door to avoid curious glances as he carried the young man in his arms.