Dear Benjamin · Vol 1
An omega in hiding and an alpha with a dangerous past meet in a collision of desire and danger.
Isaac has always lived as a beta, but his world turns upside down when he discovers he’s a recessive omega during an undercover operation. As he experiences his first heat cycle, he encounters Felix, a notorious and hyper-dominant alpha arms dealer. In the midst of a chaotic raid, Isaac, overwhelmed by his heat, seeks relief from Felix.
Four years later, Isaac has reinvented himself as a modest florist in San Diego, trying to escape his tumultuous past and conceal his omega status. His peaceful life is shattered when Felix reappears. Felix is immediately infatuated with Isaac and, upon discovering that Isaac needs protection from an unknown threat, offers a dangerous but tempting deal; his protection in exchange for Isaac’s body. A flower shop isn’t the safest place for an omega with a past, especially when Felix is around even more so when Issac’s most precious secret may be uncovered…
An omega in hiding and an alpha with a dangerous past meet in a collision of desire and danger.
Isaac has always lived as a beta, but his world turns upside down when he discovers he’s a recessive omega during an undercover operation. As he experiences his first heat cycle, he encounters Felix, a notorious and hyper-dominant alpha arms dealer. In the midst of a chaotic raid, Isaac, overwhelmed by his heat, seeks relief from Felix.
Four years later, Isaac has reinvented himself as a modest florist in San Diego, trying to escape his tumultuous past and conceal his omega status. His peaceful life is shattered when Felix reappears. Felix is immediately infatuated with Isaac and, upon discovering that Isaac needs protection from an unknown threat, offers a dangerous but tempting deal; his protection in exchange for Isaac’s body. A flower shop isn’t the safest place for an omega with a past, especially when Felix is around even more so when Issac’s most precious secret may be uncovered…
An omega in hiding and an alpha with a dangerous past meet in a collision of desire and danger.
Isaac has always lived as a beta, but his world turns upside down when he discovers he’s a recessive omega during an undercover operation. As he experiences his first heat cycle, he encounters Felix, a notorious and hyper-dominant alpha arms dealer. In the midst of a chaotic raid, Isaac, overwhelmed by his heat, seeks relief from Felix.
Four years later, Isaac has reinvented himself as a modest florist in San Diego, trying to escape his tumultuous past and conceal his omega status. His peaceful life is shattered when Felix reappears. Felix is immediately infatuated with Isaac and, upon discovering that Isaac needs protection from an unknown threat, offers a dangerous but tempting deal; his protection in exchange for Isaac’s body. A flower shop isn’t the safest place for an omega with a past, especially when Felix is around even more so when Issac’s most precious secret may be uncovered…
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“Haa.. Haa… Haa…”
The clouds of white mist formed by his ragged breaths dispersed into the night. In the pitch darkness, a man was running. Beads of sweat trickled down the edge of his jaw. His shirt was drenched in sweat, but he didn't stop. He couldn't.
Bang, crash, boom!
Sounds of explosions rang out in the distance, one after another. But even in the midst of the pandemonium, he wasn’t registering any of these earth-shattering noises. Right now, the state of his body was his number-one priority.
Fuck. Why did it have to be today, of all days?!
Sprinting desperately, swears spilled indiscriminately from the man's chapped lips. His body was burning up. Not once, in his twenty-seven years of living, had such a fever befallen him, but it was just his luck that it had to happen right now. Racing through the darkness, the man abruptly changed course to a solitary building in the distance.
It was an old and worn warehouse situated a fair distance away from the racket. He knew it wasn't safe here either, but he was out of options.
Crash!
The man kicked in the door. It was so worn that it wouldn't have budged otherwise. He was worried it would crumble to pieces, but thankfully, it remained in one piece. Barely managing to squeeze inside, he swiftly shut the door and looked around.
By a stroke of luck, the warehouse was empty. Well, with all that racket going on outside, it would probably be stranger to find someone lurking around in this kind of place.
Just as that thought entered his mind, the noise outside started up again. The man felt a sense of detachment from the chaos, however. He kept his guard up as he carefully made his way further into the dark warehouse, scanning his surroundings.
He decided that the warehouse, with its piles of hay, farming equipment, and all sorts of junk, was safe for the time being. The moonlight filtered in through the window dimly, and the man quickly hid himself in the haystacks beneath it.
Like the door, the window was old. It was foggy with age and had a large crack running through it. Frankly, it looked as though it was one loud “boom” away from shattering into pieces and showering him in shards of glass. But the man had his reasons for choosing this spot. Firstly, if it came down to it, he could break the glass and escape. And secondly, he needed to be able to see the pills he’d retrieved from his pocket.
Sitting in the palm of his trembling hand were a number of different pills. They were all suppressants. Unfortunately, it was difficult for him to make out which one was which under the faint moonlight.
The heat in his body rose uncontrollably, and his vision began to blur. The man gave up trying to tell the pills apart, tossing them in his mouth and swallowing them all. However, his body wouldn't settle down so easily. As a matter of fact, the heat coursing through his veins was only worsening by the minute.
"Haa… Shit!" He cursed.
The suppressants weren't compatible with his body. He'd been carrying around different types of suppressants just in case, but it was just his luck that not a single one worked. His feverish breaths quickened.
As a matter of fact, the man had been a beta right up until he turned nineteen. He'd lived his entire life believing he was a beta. But when he came of age, he’d presented as a recessive omega. It was absolutely unthinkable. He couldn’t let anyone know about it. It was like his whole world had collapsed around him. But if there was one thing he could be thankful for, it was the fact that his genes were recessive.
Though he'd presented as an omega, his pheromones were so weak that there was barely any difference from when he’d been a beta. As long as he took a pill every month, no one would know that he was actually an omega. Even though he’d been around a number of alphas, he’d never been affected by their pheromones. Naturally, it made sense that he didn't know his heat cycle. At least, not until now.
If only he'd managed to stay ignorant until the day he died. But unfortunately for him, that ship has sailed. And as if that weren’t bad enough, it just had to have happened at such a crucial, dangerous moment.
He always carried around different types of suppressants with him in case of an emergency. But when it actually came down to it, not a single one of them worked. The man knocked back the last of the pills and curled into himself, groaning at the heat that felt as though it was burning away his very flesh.
He couldn't believe it. He wouldn’t have been able to dream up this scenario if he’d tried. He was already in an incredibly rough spot, but as if that weren’t bad enough, he just had to go into heat. On top of that, not a single one of his numerous suppressants worked. Things literally could not get any worse! The man ground his teeth, but his body, heedless of his circumstances, continued burning up.
It was becoming more and more unbearable. Cold sweat poured from his body ceaselessly, and his vision was so blurry, he couldn't see a thing in front of him. The bulge at his crotch was so prominent, his pants felt like they were about to burst. Inside, his underwear was already drenched in precum.
With a visibly shaking hand, the man unbuckled his belt. The thought that one of the alphas running amuck in the chaos outside might smell him briefly crossed his mind, but he couldn’t ignore the heat engulfing his entire body.
Throwing caution to the wind, he shoved down both his pants and briefs in one swift movement, baring himself completely. They hung around his thighs as he took hold of his stiff cock. Just wrapping his cool and rough hand around it was almost enough to push him over the edge. Spitting out random curses, he rapidly moved his hand.
"Ah! Ngh…!"
The man jerked his hand even faster. Curled up into a ball, he panted feverishly as he jerked himself off. The slapping sounds of flesh on flesh echoed loudly in the warehouse, and the moans escaping his throat grew louder in tandem.
His brains felt like they were being turned into mush. Covering his mouth with his other hand, he came abruptly with a stifled moan. The hot semen that spurted out of his cock covered the entirety of his hand, and yet… his labored breaths showed no signs of subsiding.
He had already come once, but his lust wasn’t sated. If anything, he felt even closer to exploding. It just wasn’t enough. Far from it, in fact. This wasn’t what he wanted right now. He couldn’t satisfy this want with his own hand.
His ass was overflowing with slick, and his hole felt unbearably needy. If he were to be completely honest, what he wanted most desperately right now… was a cock. He'd never known another man's cock in his life, but laughably, his heat-ridden body was craving that which it didn't know.
He’d spent his whole life pretending to be a beta, but at the end of the day… an omega was an omega. The man's face crumpled at this unavoidable truth. Having to accept this fact devastated him. But what made him even more miserable was just how utterly helpless he was in this body that went into heat and got aroused all by itself.
Was this what a heat was like? Was this why omegas who didn't manage to prepare suppressants on hand threw themselves at alphas?
Just thinking about it made him swear. But at the same time, he understood. It was so intense that he, too, was secretly hoping that one of the alphas running around outside would smell his pheromones and burst in looking for him.
It truly was a pathetic excuse for a body. But in spite of his anger and resentment, he had no choice but to bring his hand to his ass. If this went on, he might just end up opening the door and crawling directly into the chaos himself. Before things came to that, he had to relieve this heat, no matter what.
His brain was getting increasingly fuzzy. With a shudder, the man pulled his ass cheeks apart. He'd never pleasured himself through his ass before, so it took some effort before he managed to clumsily push a finger inside. His hole was tight, but it was wet with slick, so it wasn't painful or difficult. The problem was that it still wasn’t enough to satisfy him.
No matter how many fingers he added, it just wasn’t enough. The man let out a heated breath, rubbing a flushed cheek against the rough floor. He even went as far as to pump his fingers into his raised ass, whimpering tearfully. But in spite of his efforts, he just couldn’t temper the sexual frustration. It was driving him insane.
"Someone… Please..."
His vision began to turn black.
"Wow, this is too much. You're really getting me riled up here." A voice drawled from somewhere.
The man flinched and looked up. Was it a ghost?
His senses were duller than usual due to his heat, but he was sure this place had been empty when he first came in. That voice took him by complete surprise. The man froze in place, his fingers still buried inside himself. His complexion turned a ghostly pale, as though a bucket of ice-cold water had been upended over him.
What the man hadn’t realized was that the large warehouse actually had two stories. It wasn't a full two-story layout, though, and the second floor was basically a small balconied garret. He’d failed to notice it in the dark, and someone was standing on this balcony, leaning forward with both arms propped on the railing, looking down at him.
"Keep going. I want to see more."
The voice couldn’t have sounded more relaxed. At the same time, a sharp wave of alpha pheromones washed over the man, sending a shudder through his body. The presence of a person he'd failed to notice right up to this point, paired with the sudden stimuli of pheromones overwhelming his nose was enough to push him to the point of panic.
"A-Alpha…?"
"You’ve only just realized? Even if your pheromones are suppressed, how can an omega in heat fail to notice an alpha? Are you really an omega?"
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ISBN-13 9781964533018
Publisher: BLoved Publishing
Publication date: 05/01/2025
Series: Dear Benjamin Series #1
Pages: 370+
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Mature BL · Gangs · Omegaverse · Mpreg
Adult romance, Adapted to Manhwa, Arms Dealers, Childcare, Cute Children, Devoted Love Interests, Handsome Male Lead, Hiding True Identity, Love at First Sight, Love Interest Falls in Love First, Manly Gay Couple, Military, Modern Day, Organized Crime, Protagonist Strong from the Start, Strong Love Interests