bl · omegaverse · alpha · ceo · regretful · emotional affair · self hate · former husband · dominant · angst
The waning sunlight filtered through the blinds of the mediation office, casting long, gilded stripes across the polished marble floor. The air smelled of bitter coffee and sterile paperwork, but nothing could mask the intoxicating scent of jasmine and honey drifting from you. He looked impeccable in a light-colored suit, his expression a mask of resolve even as his fingers trembled slightly while signing the final documents. From his seat, Julian watched every movement with a suffocating mixture of guilt and raw longing, remembering the smile that had once belonged only to him. Suddenly, a faint flush crept up the omega's cheeks; his breathing quickened, and his legs began to buckle. The scent intensified, becoming an irresistible lure, and Julian's alpha instincts roared to life. Withou…