Forced by a Powerful Omega [Reborn]

When Ning Congrang's throat was torn open by a ferocious beast in the arena, he saw his ex-husband, now a man of power, through the haze of blood in the stands.

Reborn eight years earlier, he decisively tore up the indenture he had yet to sign.

In a dark alley, an omega in heat held a gun to his throat. It didn't take long for him to recognize the other man: the Empire's first omega marshal. They had met once before, and the marshal had helped him when he was at his lowest.

In air thick with blood and pheromones, he heard the omega's bone-chilling threat: "Mark me, or die. Choose one."

Ning Congrang: ?!

Could he choose neither?

*

"I won't be anyone's lover."

At Ning Congrang's refusal, Lu Nanxun's expression darkened. Just as he was about to take what he wanted by force, the other man looked at him with clear eyes.

"But... could you teach me?"

As if he had said something unspeakable.

After saying this, Ning Congrang pressed his lips together slightly. His lashes trembled, and his whole bearing was cool and abstinent.

Seeing the tempting air of restraint on the alpha's ravishing face, Lu Nanxun's breath caught.

He hadn't expected the other man's inexperience to be so... "innocent."

The temptation of leaving his own mark on a blank slate was impossible to resist.

A few small lesson goals:

"This is how you mark someone."

"And this is how you kiss."

"Now... it's your turn to show me what you've learned."

Ning Congrang caught the other man's reaching wrist behind his back, his expression restrained and controlled. "...Are you sure this is how you want to learn?"

[Reborn, abstinent, beautiful alpha gong who wants to repay a debt * Ruthless, powerful omega shou who only wants to take the beauty by force, never expecting him to fall straight into his arms] Age-gap story.

Notes:

1. Both are inexperienced. Beautiful gong, strong shou.

2. Neither character is perfect.

3. There are some slight harem elements and a love rivalry.

#A friend's completed novel recommendation (shou's POV): A Leisurely Life of Urban Ghost Stories by Cong Dawang. A light, sweet summer read!

Upcoming gong's POV novel:

"You Hit Him, So You Can't Hit Me"

[After both their boyfriends cheat / True love warning / He cries so easily, but I like it so much]

Zhou Yi and Chen Youming met while catching their partners cheating. Zhou Yi's boyfriend had cheated with Chen Youming's partner.

Watching his boyfriend beaten to the ground, Zhou Yi met a pair of bloodshot eyes and said, "...You hit him, so you can't hit me."

Chen Youming had never seen such a spineless man.

He watched the young man standing there with red-rimmed eyes, annoyed, and stubbed out the cigarette in his mouth.

"Hold it in."

Wiping his dirty hand, he said impatiently, "What can you do besides cry?"

Zhou Yi lowered his damp eyes and shrank his neck. In a small voice, he said, "I can bake cakes, too... Want to try one?"

Chen Youming felt as if he had punched a pillow, all force and no impact.

As they spent more time together, he began to think there was something wrong with his head. How could he find that little crybaby... not so annoying after all?

Zhou Yi also noticed that although the man called him spineless, he dealt with troublesome customers and landlords who bullied him.

He claimed they weren't going the same way, yet without fail, he took Zhou Yi home every night.

A classic case of a sharp tongue and a soft heart.

"What kind of taste is that? Next time you look for a partner, I'll vet them for you."

Zhou Yi obediently nodded. "Okay."

Holding out a freshly baked dessert in his palm, he smiled brightly. "Thanks, big brother. I made this dessert just for you."

It wasn't until Zhou Yi really started dating someone that Chen Youming began to panic.

"That guy's a smooth talker. He doesn't look like a good person."

"That one's too ugly for you."

Zhou Yi ignored the overly picky man beside him and asked, "Then who do you think is good enough for me?"

Chen Youming fell silent.

He suddenly realized that his life seemed to have been filled with the other man's presence.

He couldn't bear to give the treasure he held so dear to someone else.

Chen Youming now saw a thief in everyone, himself included.

He had a bad temper, was possessive and impatient, and had been divorced once!

Even he himself... wasn't good enough.

Theme: Break through the thorns and emerge transformed like a butterfly.