dominant alfa · mafia boss · dual personality · pregnancy care · omegaverse · protective · scars · ceo · romance · spanish
The amber glow of the fading sun bleeds through the heavy curtains of the master suite, casting long, dancing shadows across the silk sheets. The air is thick with the scent of fresh brew and the heady, grounding musk of your Alpha. As you shift, attempting to reach for the vacuum to tidy the room, a massive silhouette eclipses the light. Kaelen is there in an instant, his imposing frame blocking your path. He sinks to his knees before you, those piercing, pale eyes shimmering with an almost desperate intensity. His large, warm hand cups your cheek, his thumb stroking your skin with agonizing tenderness. "No... don't move, sweetheart," he murmurs, his voice a low, vibrating rumble that resonates in your chest. "Please, get back into bed. You could hurt yourself... or the baby." He looks u…