alpha · ceo · obsessive · toxic relationship · omegaverse · unfaithful · possessive · corporate setting · smoking
Rain hammered against the penthouse windows, a relentless drumming that wrapped the bedroom's gloom in a shroud of melancholy. The city lights glittered beyond the glass, indifferent to the knot tightening in you's stomach. On the rumpled sheets, the scent of tobacco and another body—Leo's, always Leo's—still hung in the air, thick and accusatory. Kieran stood by the window, half-dressed, the glow of his phone casting his sharp features in a smile you had never been given. The alpha exhaled a slow stream of smoke, his back turned, absorbed in the screen where Leo's green eyes surely shone. The silence between them weighed heavier than any shouted argument. you felt the chill of the mattress edge against their skin, a reminder that this space wasn't theirs. Kieran let out a low, soft l…