The Boundaries of Possession

Many people said it was impressive that an omega had climbed this far.

He was no exception.

“So, this is the best you can do? How disgraceful.”

Elysia, who had been frozen, slowly parted her lips.

“Disgraceful, you say?”

His large hand unhesitatingly grabbed her chin.

“You were the one who seduced me first. Am I wrong?”

When Elysia tried to turn her head, his thumb pressed firmly against her jawline.

“For a mere omega to do such a thing. Did you really think I would let this slide so easily?”

He rubbed his thumb against Elysia’s lips and whispered in a low voice.

“How much more should I torment you before you give in? You should’ve just said it from the start—that you wanted me.”

***

Only Elysia Brillen dared to call him out on his indifference.

The words of the fragile omega pierced through his heart, unraveling everything tangled within it.

“Andreas, it was something you could have corrected with your status and power. But you didn’t… did you?”

He thought the wounds of the past had long healed. But the scars that remained slowly tightened their grip around his throat.

“You will never be a great emperor.”

“Shut your mouth!”

***

Elysia’s words constantly echoed in his head.

Her words scraped at his pride while also forcing him to confront the persistent, boiling emotions inside him.

He couldn’t understand it, but he wanted her by his side.

“Elysia, please…”

Elysia simply looked at him with a weary expression.

It felt as if something inside him was boiling over.

Was meeting other men the best she could do after pushing him away?

“I, I… need you.”

Even while looking at her, he longed to see her. Even while touching her, he craved her touch.

His insides burned endlessly.

It was the beginning of a desperate thirst.