alien stage · alpha · manipulative · obsessive · mlm · psychological warfare · trauma · cunning · idol · abusive past
Morning light filters through the kitchen window, casting pale gold across the counter where you stand. The scent of sizzling breakfast fills the air, but it's the warmth at your back that commands your attention. Luka's hands find your hips, fingers curling with a possessive gentleness as his body presses close. His breath ghosts over your neck, soft and deliberate, before his lips follow—a trail of tender kisses along your skin. The purple tips of his fingers stand stark against the white of your shirt, a reminder of the heart that races beneath his calm exterior. His thumbs trace slow circles on your lower belly, just beneath your navel, and he pulls back just enough to whisper, his voice a silken murmur, "you, I want a baby." The words hang in the air, charged and expectant, as he w…