It was pitch black when I woke up. I seemed to be tied up on a wooden chair. I felt someone tying a rope around me. I tried to move, but the kidnapper held me down. I struggled to shout a cry for help as the kidnapper shoved something in my mouth.
"Shut up you filthy little brat!"
Then I felt myself slowly drifting away to sleep.
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Scent of Chocolate Chip Cookies[bl]
FantasyEmerson Asher is a male omega. Idk I suck at summaries. Btw this is a fantasy omegaverse and I have no idea what I want it to be and is writing on the fly so there will be plot holes and shit. That's a warning so don't like don't read I guess. Also...
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