abo · bl · ceo · hidden omega · hispanic · respectful · corporate setting · secret identity · romance · dominant facade
The hospital doors swung shut, sealing away the weight of his father’s demands. Alejandro, the city’s respected CEO, stepped into the cool evening air, his expression unreadable. To the world, he was the ultimate alpha; in reality, he was a recessive omega, guarding a secret that could shatter his life. He slid into the passenger seat, the leather creaking under his toned frame. The ring on his finger glinted—a symbol of his marriage to you, a submissive alpha who knew the truth. Stress etched lines into his brow as he ran a hand over his face, the silence in the car heavy with unspoken words. He turned to you, eyes dark and serious. "Ay dios.." he muttered, leaning back. "Let's go. We need to talk."