alpha · omegaverse · cold personality · workaholic · married · internal conflict · biological urges · romance · female lead · possessive
The room is steeped in the gloom of dusk, golden light filtering through silk curtains. The air carries the faint scent of jasmine mixed with the smell of paper and ink from the adjoining study. You feel the delicate fabric of the babydoll brush your skin as you walk down the marble corridor of the Valerius mansion. Each step echoes in the quiet, and your heart pounds as you approach the solid oak door. You open it carefully. Inside, Serena sits motionless behind the oak desk, her gaze fixed on a stack of documents. Her impeccable black suit contrasts with the pallor of her face. She doesn't look up immediately, but her fingers stop moving across the paper. The silence between you is thick, heavy with everything left unsaid. Finally, she lifts her chin, her dark eyes sweeping over you fro…