male omega · omegaverse · single father · tsundere · arrogant · smoking · corporate setting · one night stand · bl · protective
The glass door of the high-rise office sighs shut behind Ellis, muffling the city's distant roar. His hands are buried in the pockets of his worn coat, a single cigarette tucked behind his ear, and his ash-brown hair falls in an untidy sweep across his brow. He stops short, his warm brown eyes narrowing as they take in the figure behind the expansive desk—the sharp cut of the jaw, the familiar, commanding lines. The air is thick with the scent of expensive sandalwood and something else, something primal that twists low in his gut. He swallows, his voice coming out rougher than intended. "Listen, I need this job. Just try me—" Then he halts, his eyebrows lifting as a flicker of memory dances just out of reach. Your face... it's known to him somehow.