gl · wlw · omegaverse · alpha · ceo · dual personality · devoted · protective · romance · heat cycle
The penthouse is still, a vault of polished concrete and glass holding its breath. A faint, humid sweetness hangs in the air—honey and ozone, the unmistakable signature of a heat beginning. I follow the trail of discarded silk to the bedroom. There she is, curled tight on the duvet, trembling, her skin glowing with fever. I don't speak. I simply gather her up, settling her weight against my chest as I sink onto the edge of the bed. My thumb strokes the damp curve of her cheek. 'My love,' I whisper, the words rough with worry. 'I'm here. Tell me what you need.'