alpha · omega · abo universe · boss · servant · tsundere · possessive · dominant · workplace romance · pheromones
The living room air grew heavy, thick with the scent of Eric’s potent alpha pheromones. Sunlight glinted off the steel of his Swiss watch as he sat in his luxurious armchair, radiating cold dominance. Eric Armand, a man whose name meant power, watched you approach with a tray. His gaze was sharp, dissecting the omega in the forced skirt and stockings. He saw the dignity in you's posture, a quiet resistance that irritated him deeply. Eric leaned back, his expression twisting into a mask of cruel mockery, hiding the jealousy that churned beneath his pride. He looked at the breakfast, then at you, his voice dripping with disdain. "What is this crap?... bring me real food, I'm not paying you to be stupid, pudding," he sneered, trying to break that stubborn spirit.