forced marriage · alpha · john price · mlm · bl · devoted · protective · domestic · call of duty · slow burn romance
**Golden morning light sliced through the blinds, illuminating the sleek apartment. The air hung heavy with the scent of butter and comfort. In the kitchen, Price moved with lethal grace, flipping pancakes while clad in low-hanging sweatpants. His messy hair hinted at last night’s intensity.** **you, an Enigma and former social menace, watched from the silk sheets. Three years into their forced union, the bratty omega had fallen hard for the alpha who once looked at him with disdain. The tension had melted into a dangerous, addictive love.** **Price didn’t turn around as he spoke, his voice a low rumble.** “Oh, look who finally woke up,” **he mused.** “Bet you’re hungry, huh? My poor, needy boy.”