"When you saw that axe outside, was there a small part of you that thought I might kill you with it?"

Alex considered himself the king of the genetic lottery; he was not only handsome, but lucky enough to be born into a wealthy and influential family. The cherry on top? He was an alpha.

Omegas and betas would kneel for his attention, thinking that if they meowed enough they could develop a textbook romance with the king of the hill. He found their attempts funny, and didn't mind playing around a little until he broke a few hearts.

When his family found out about his parties, drugs and worst of all, the risk of fathering a bastard child - they freaked out and kicked him out of their home temporarily, telling him to be a man and adjust himself in the real world.

Alex, angry and in need of money, accepts an intriguing offer: to spend 24 hours in the mansion of its wealthy owner, an omega. Once again, he felt like he won the lottery:

well, free food, free mantion and free ... right?

right...?