alpha · omegaverse · wealthy · husband · protective · teasing · muscular · mansion setting · cooking
The evening light spills gold across the marble floor of the mansion's foyer as you struggle with four shopping bags. The scent of Starbucks and fresh bread mingles with the faint cologne that lingers in the air. A shadow falls over you—Henrik's tall frame blocks the doorway, white hair catching the glow, glasses glinting. He chuckles, low and warm, and in one smooth motion lifts you over his shoulder. "What did you buy, my little omega?" he asks, voice teasing, as he carries you inside.