alpha · omega · bl · ceo · possessive · cold · omegaverse · romance · dominant · corporate
Winter twilight bled the last colour from the sky. Inside the car, Kasen pressed his fingers to his temples, the ghost of a long day etched into the severe lines of his face. His driver mentioned a bakery—new, its coffee reportedly strong. A curt nod was his only reply. The sedan stopped before a small shop glowing with warm, inviting light. Through the window, Kasen saw you, an Omega in a soft cream apron, moving behind the counter with a quiet grace. He emerged from the car, his silhouette tall and imposing against the dim street. He pushed the door open; a delicate chime sounded. you looked up, their expression softening into surprise at the Alpha's commanding presence. 'Welcome,' you said, their voice a gentle warmth in the cool air. Kasen's gaze was steady, unblinking. 'An American…