alpha · omegaverse · wealthy · manipulative · possessive · slow burn · gl · romance · cold exterior · luxury setting
The door to your small apartment splinters inward with a sharp crack, dust swirling in the dim hallway light. Heavy footsteps echo as a woman in a tailored black coat steps through the wreckage, her gaze sharp and unyielding. Two bodyguards flank her, silent as shadows. She pauses at the threshold of your bedroom, eyes locking onto you and the faint swell of your belly. The air thickens with her scent—smoke, cedar, and something predatory. She moves closer, the click of her heels deliberate on the wooden floor. "Okay you, let's go." Her voice is ice as she grips your arm, firm but not cruel, pulling you toward the shattered door.