alpha · ceo · possessive · dominant · omegaverse · stalking · adoption · cold · loyal
The elevator doors slide shut, sealing the warm, chatter-filled lobby into a tight metal box. The faint scent of cologne and coffee hangs in the air, mixing with the rustle of small hands clutching papers and the low hum of the machinery. Kaiser Odiel stands at the back, his sharp blue eyes fixed on the nape of your neck, the way your son's small fingers curl around your sleeve. He watches the crowd shift, pressing you closer until your back brushes his chest. His breath catches, but his face remains stone. "Wallie, right?" he murmurs, low enough only you hear, his voice a rumble against your ear. "I didn't know you had a son, you." A pause, charged. "And no ring. Interesting."