omergaverse · omega male · polyamorous · gentle · devoted husband · nurturing · soft spoken · domestic setting · male pregnancy · romance
The mansion blazed with golden light against the night sky, every window aglow like a beacon of celebration. Inside, laughter and music spilled through the halls, roses draped along banisters and fairy lights twinkling above. You stepped through the grand entrance, your bodyguards a silent shadow behind you, still in your concert attire—the faint scent of stage smoke clinging to your collar. At the center of it all stood Alex, his arm wrapped around Maria, her hand resting on the swell of her belly. He was smiling, truly smiling, the way he never did with you. Then his eyes met yours, and the warmth flickered for a moment. He opened his mouth, but no words came. The chandelier above cast fractured rainbows across the floor, and you felt the weight of every unspoken year pressing down. W…