OMEGA : Don't be naughty, Uncle, you're mine!

"She doesn't deserve to be with me, baby!" Tears streamed down her cheeks as she remembered those words. She had just witnessed her lover, Kendrick, Alpha of the Redvelvet pack, having s*x with another woman. Not just any woman, but the daughter of pack Alpha Firefly. Cassandra, just an Omega werewolf, couldn't help but feel sad. She felt hurt over the betrayal committed by her lover, just because she was an Omega princess. "Why are you doing this, Ken?" she whispered softly, her voice trembling. "Why?" The tears came again. "Am I not good enough? Do I have to be the daughter of an Alpha for me to be worthy of you?" Cassandra wiped away her tears. She had come to surprise her boyfriend. She was going to give her virginity as a one-year anniversary gift, right at 12 p.m. under the moonlight. Because that was the only gift Kendrick wanted, and Cassandra was willing to give it for his love. Cassandra, who felt hurt, decided to go somewhere—a place where she could vent her increasingly explosive anger. As it turned out, Cassandra entered human territory. She headed to one of the nightclubs, believing that a place like that could make her forget her pain. I don't know... Cassandra wasn't so sure a place like this could help her either; however, she would still give it a try. Cassandra went straight to the bar. She was going to order a drink that was said to be very effective for calming stress. "Tequila, one glass," she said to the bartender. The bartender nodded and smiled kindly at Cassandra, who was often called Cassie. "Are you sure, Miss?" he asked hesitantly. Cassandra nodded. "Yes, I'm sure," she said firmly. "Just bring it here." The bartender complied with his new customer's order. At first, it was just one shot, but Cassandra asked for more after she finished it. After a few shots of tequila, Cassandra began to feel the effects of the drink. Her head started spinning, and her vision became blurry. But she didn't care; she just wanted to forget everything, especially Kendrick's betrayal. "You refuse to marry me just because I'm an Omega? Haha... so funny!" whispered Cassandra. Although Cassandra was still relatively young, she and Kendrick were planning to get married in the near future. Again, Cassandra took another sip of tequila. Suddenly, a man sat down next to her. "Hey, beautiful," he said in a flirtatious tone. "Alone?" The man's smile was a smirk. Cassandra looked at him with a sardonic smile. "None of your business, uncle!" she said curtly, and she took another sip of the intoxicating drink. I don't know how many glasses Cassandra had drunk. "You look like you have a lot on your mind, beautiful," he said while observing Cassandra's face, which was indeed very beautiful, and her body very sexy. "If you want, uncle can entertain you," the man whispered. Cassandra shook her head, and again she looked at the man sarcastically. "Sorry, I'm not interested, uncle!" she refused. The man raised an eyebrow. "Why? Take it easy; uncle's very powerful. You must like it." However, Cassandra ignored the man's words. She went back to enjoying her drink. The bartender, who noticed Cassandra drinking too much, approached her. "Miss, you've had too much to drink," he said in a worried tone. However, Cassandra just laughed bitterly. She didn't care; even if the bartender prevented her, she would still drink it until he left to serve the other patrons. Cassandra then felt her head spinning, the intoxicating effect of the drink making it even harder for her to concentrate. "Don't be a hypocrite, baby. Come have some fun with me. I'll pay you whatever you ask," she said with a sly smile, her hands moving closer to Cassandra's shoulders. Even her lips were about to touch Cassandra's. "Don't touch me!" she shouted weakly, but her voice did not sound firm. "You're really stubborn! I only want to please you!" The man grabbed Cassandra's hand. However, suddenly, a strong hand pulled the man back. "She told you not to touch her, didn't she?" she whispered, her hand still gripping the man's. He was Jonathan Edwards, a CEO and the most powerful businessman in Italy. He looked at the man with piercing eyes. Without saying much, Jonathan beat the man mercilessly. The man's body staggered and fell to the ground. "Damn it!" he cursed in pain and shame. Jonathan's punch made the man groan in pain. He quickly got up and walked out of the club. "Are you okay?" he asked, his tone turning softer. Cassandra just stared at Jonathan with half-open eyes. "Who... who are you?" she asked softly, her voice trembling. Jonathan stepped closer, slipping an arm under Cassandra to help her up. "I'll take you home," Jonathan said. "Where's your house?" Cassandra didn't move; she was feeling dizzy in her head. Jonathan lifted Cassandra's body onto his lap and carried her out of the club. When he reached his car, he opened the door and helped Cassandra inside. However, Cassandra suddenly pulled Jonathan close, and before he could react, she crushed her lips against his without permission, making Jonathan's eyes widen. "Uncle, you're mine, and I'm yours!" Cassandra said in a halting voice, her misty eyes staring intensely at him. Jonathan was finally able to break free from the bronze-eyed girl's gaze. He closed the door and sat down next to her. Before that, Jonathan checked the bag the girl was carrying. There was no ID, not even a cell phone. Then, Jonathan immediately drove his car, occasionally glancing at Cassandra, who was sitting next to him. "I don't know where to take you," he muttered to himself. "Without identification, I can't just leave you anywhere." Finally, he decided to take Cassandra to his mansion. Upon arrival, Jonathan carefully lifted Cassandra from the car and carried her inside the mansion. "You're heavy too," Jonathan said softly, half-jokingly, trying to lighten the mood. Cassandra mumbled something incoherent, her voice sounding hoarse. "Ken... Ken..." she called weakly, her eyes still closed. Jonathan took a deep breath, trying to remain calm. "You need to rest," he said as he led her into the guest room. He lowered Cassandra onto the bed carefully. "Get some sleep; you'll feel better tomorrow," he said softly. However, Cassandra suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Jonathan with blurred vision. "Ken, I can satisfy you! He... he's nothing compared to me." Her voice was full of emotion. Her hands quickly grabbed Jonathan by the collar, sending their bodies crashing down on the bed. "Ken... touch me," Cassandra whispered. Cassandra sobbed, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Ken, don't leave me," she said softly, gripping Jonathan's collar tightly. "I can be more passionate... I can, Ken, I can..." Then, Cassandra attacked Jonathan with a kiss so intoxicating that Jonathan couldn't resist. "Don't blame me; you asked for it," Jonathan whispered.