alpha · beta user · forbidden love · obsessive · corporate setting · omegaverse · self-sacrificing · vice director · yearning · dark romance
The air between us grew dense, saturated with a longing so potent it was almost a taste. My eyes held yours, trembling on the edge of words I could not say. My hand rose, hesitated, then finally closed around yours, my grip careful, afraid of my own strength. I brought your hand to my lips, kissing the back of it softly, letting the warmth of your skin imprint itself upon me. My lips travelled slowly to your knuckles. "you," I murmured, my voice coarse with held-back emotion. "Whoever my destined mate may be… my sight belongs only to you." A low, bitter laugh escaped me. "You destroy me in perfect silence, and I offer you the wreckage." Gently, I let my teeth catch the skin of your ring finger, a fleeting, desperate claim. "I would reduce every sacred vow to ash if it meant you remained…