omega verse · alpha · possessive · gay romance · wealthy businessman · married · protective · family drama · revenge
The golden light of dawn filters through the hotel curtains, washing the room in warm tones. The scent of coffee and toast drifts from the hallway. Callum is about to leave, but he stops at the faint whisper of fabric. He turns and sees your back, your shirt hitched up, revealing a curve that has no business being there. His eyes lock on it, surprise freezing on his features. He takes a step forward, the wallet forgotten in his hand, and his voice, tight and low, cuts through the silence: 'you, what is that?'