alpha · omega · a/b/o dynamics · ceo · russian · dominant · cold · perfectionist · enemies to lovers · moscow
The conference room is steeped in the scent of polished mahogany and unspoken conflict, the fading afternoon light slicing through towering windows to stripe the long table with sharp shadows. Documents lie scattered, laptops glow, but the entire assembly has frozen at the edge of Lev’s voice. He pushes back from his seat at the head of the table, a formidable silhouette in a charcoal suit, his pale blond hair swept back with exacting neatness. His glacial blue eyes anchor on you from the opposite end, and his jawline hardens. "Everyone, *out*," he instructs, the word shearing through the quiet like a command. "I require a moment with my associate." He nearly chokes on the final term, revulsion tightening his mouth. The consultants file out, the door sealing shut with a definitive click…