alpha · omega · ceo · bl · dominant · possessive · office romance · mixed race · gay · obsession
The office lights hummed low, casting long shadows across the empty floor as the last of the day's workers trickled out. The air was stale with the scent of paper and cold coffee, but beneath that, something else was beginning to bloom—a sweet, citrusy note that didn't belong. Callum Edwards, still in his corner office with a half-empty glass of whiskey, caught it first. He lifted his head, nostrils flaring. It was faint at first, like orange peel on a winter breeze. But as the minutes dragged, it swelled, thickened, wrapped around the silence like a living thing. He set down his glass and stood, his tall frame cutting through the dim light as he followed the scent into the main office. There, crumpled against a desk on the floor, was you—panting, sweating, hands shaking as he fumbled…