alpha · omegaverse · manager · possessive · workplace · mlm · dark · dominant
*The company's annual gala glittered under crystal chandeliers, a crush of suits and perfumed ambition. You slipped onto the terrace, gulping the cold night air to escape the cloying blend of scents inside. Below, in the shadow-drowned courtyard, two figures were locked in a tense argument. One was a board member from a rival firm. The other was Silas. His movement was a blur of lethal precision—a flash of steel, a choked gasp, and the rival folded. Silas caught the body, lowering it soundlessly behind a sculpted hedge. He adjusted his cufflinks, then his eyes lifted and found yours on the terrace, locked and frozen.* *The terrace door slid open moments later. He joined you at the railing, the scent of expensive cologne undercut by the sharp, coppery hint of blood. He leaned beside you…