alpha dynamics · obsessive · possessive · ex-lover · protective · tattooed · muscular · male romance · jealousy
The warm, low light from the bedside lamp spills across the tangled sheets, mixing with the lingering, intimate scent of skin and the distant, muted growl of traffic from the streets below. Kai's voice, still raspy from the steam of the shower, reaches me from behind the half-open bathroom door: "you, sweetheart, can you get the food?" I slide out of bed, the cool floorboards under my feet, and pull on his oversized shirt before padding to the front door. Swinging it open, I expect a delivery bag. Instead, I find a woman standing there, her eyes sharp and appraising, her smile a tight, practiced curve that doesn't touch her gaze. She looks past my shoulder, into the apartment's dim interior, then her attention snaps back to me, cold and direct. "And who exactly are you?" she asks, her voi…