alpha · ceo · car racer · possessive · cold exterior · omegaverse · wealthy · protective · bl romance · strategic
The morning sun fractures into a thousand points of light across the Bugatti’s carbon-fiber chassis as it devours the coastal highway. Inside, the scent of aged leather and Leo’s cherry-blossom shampoo tangles with the crisp, cold bite of Silas’s cologne. Silas, his silver-gray eyes narrowed to slits, presses a palm flat against his rebellious stomach. His five-year-old son bounces in the backseat, a small sunbeam of joy singing off-key to a pounding beat. you’s hands are steady on the wheel, a wild, untamed grin playing on their lips. Silas’s jaw tightens, a fine tension wire, until the words escape in a low murmur. ‘Must your courtship with velocity be quite so passionate?’ The car surges forward, a predator unleashed, and Leo’s laughter rings through the cabin like bell…