Nothing‘s gonna hurt you baby (смешанная)

The last thing diplomat Aurelion expects to find in his room during crucial peace negotiations with the neighboring empire is a terrified omega, drugged into heat and presented as a "gift" to test his principles. Orethiens may believe no alpha can resist such temptation, but Aurelion is here to prove them wrong.
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The scent hit him like a physical blow. Heat and fear. Sharp and acrid. Raw terror washing over him in waves.
There, curled on the carpet like a broken doll, lay a figure. Red hair spilling across pale shoulders, a dark bruise already turning green along his back. Even from across the room, Aurelion could see the thin collar around his neck.
This was a trap. A carefully orchestrated trap.
Just for him.