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He HATED Omegas But Was FORCED To Marry Me...Then I Got Pregnant

Summary:

"Julian hates Omegas, but a forced marriage binds him to Rayi. In a house filled with silence and dark tension, a secret pregnancy changes everything. Can hate turn into obsession?"

Notes:

"Hi everyone! This is a work of fiction and is for entertainment purposes only. It is not intended to hurt or disrespect anyone's feelings or beliefs. Please proceed only if you enjoy this genre (Dark Tension/Omegaverse). If it's not for you, that's totally fine! If you do enjoy it, thank you for your support! Happy reading! 😊"

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Chapter 1: **CHAPTER 1: THE BITTER VOWS**

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## **He HATED Omegas But Was FORCED To Marry Me...Then I Got Pregnant**

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## **CHAPTER 1: THE BITTER VOWS**

The grand ballroom of the Von Thorne estate was a masterpiece of cold, gleaming marble and crystal chandeliers that dripped like frozen tears. But for Rayi, it was a gilded cage. He stood at the edge of the hall, his fingers trembling as they twisted the heavy gold band on his ring finger. The metal felt ice-cold, a permanent reminder of the scandal that had shattered his life forty-eight hours ago.

The masquerade gala was supposed to be his debut, a quiet evening in the shadows. Instead, it had become a trap. One calculated push into Julian’s arms, one strategically placed camera, and a grainy video later, the world believed the city’s most powerful Alpha and a low-born Omega had shared a moment of forbidden passion. To save the "immaculate" Von Thorne name, the marriage had been fast, forced, and utterly devoid of mercy.

"Stop fidgeting. You look desperate."

The voice was a low, rasping vibration that seemed to crawl up Rayi’s spine. Rayi didn’t need to turn around. He knew the scent—cold iron, rain-soaked cedar, and a sharp, biting aggression that signaled the presence of Julian Von Thorne.

Julian stepped out from the shadows of a massive pillar. He was dressed in a charcoal suit that seemed to sharpen the lethal lines of his body. He didn't look like a groom; he looked like an executioner. He stopped exactly three feet away, honoring the "Eye Code" of their mutual hatred. He never touched Rayi. He treated Rayi like a plague, yet his gaze was a physical weight, pinning Rayi to the spot.

"I didn't ask for this any more than you did," Rayi whispered, finally finding his voice. He looked up, meeting Julian’s eyes. They were obsidian—dark, stormy, and swirling with a "Silent Heat" that made Rayi’s throat go dry.

"You were in the wrong place at the perfect time, Omega," Julian hissed. He leaned in, his face inches from Rayi’s, but his hands remained clenched at his sides. The tension between them was electric, a raw, "Mature" intensity that filled the gap between their bodies. "My family demanded I marry a scandal to hide it. I’ve fulfilled my duty. Do not expect me to fulfill the role of a husband."

Rayi’s breath hitched. The air between them was thick with a "Dark Tension" so heavy it felt like they were drowning in it. Julian’s pupils dilated, his Alpha instincts reacting to the proximity of an Omega, but his expression remained a mask of pure, unadulterated loathing.

"I don't want your bed, Julian. I just want to survive this," Rayi replied, his voice cracking.

Julian’s gaze dropped for a fleeting, graphic second to Rayi’s lips before snapping back to his eyes. The "Silent Heat" flared—a hunger Julian refused to acknowledge but couldn't fully suppress. "Survival is all you will get. Stay in the East Wing. Stay out of my sight. If I smell your scent in my private study again, you will learn exactly how much I hate being forced into a cage."

Julian turned on his heel, his cloak billowing behind him like a dark cloud. Rayi watched him go, his heart pounding against his ribs like a trapped bird. He felt a wave of nausea wash over him—not just from the fear, but something deeper. Something physical.

He leaned against the cold marble wall, his hand instinctively hovering over his stomach. The night of the scandal... the night they had both been drugged and pushed into that room... the memories were a blur of heat and desperation.

Rayi closed his eyes, a single tear escaping. He was married to a man who despised his very existence, and he was carrying a secret that would either be his salvation or his ultimate destruction.

The silence of the ballroom felt like a death sentence.

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