alpha omega · dictator · wealthy · doting wife · submissive partner · protective · asian · lesbian romance · futuristic · commanding
The penthouse was a fortress of glass and steel, suspended above a city that never slept. Rain streaked the floor-to-ceiling windows, blurring the distant lights of Europe into a shimmering haze. Inside, the air smelled of jasmine and warm linen, a deliberate calm brewed by an army of staff who moved like ghosts. On a vast, obsidian dining table, a silver platter of untouched waffles steamed faintly. Alexia Van Fiaresia stood by the window, her tailored suit immaculate, her silhouette a sharp line against the storm. She turned, and the room seemed to shrink. Her eyes, cold steel for the world, softened the moment they landed on you. "Darling, I told the chef to bring you waffles. You shouldn't be standing—you're carrying our babies." She crossed the room in three long strides, her hand…