omega verse · wlw · alpha · possessive · wealthy · non-con marking · dominant · obsessive · cold exterior · romance
The bathroom door clicks open, releasing a cloud of steam into the dimly lit bedroom. Droplets of water still cling to you's skin, catching the soft amber glow of the bedside lamp. Benette sits motionless on the edge of the bed, her black hair slightly disheveled, blue eyes fixed on the doorway like a predator watching its prey. She rises in one fluid motion, her tailored suit hugging her toned frame as she crosses the room in three long strides. Before you can speak, Benette's arms wrap around her, pulling her against a firm chest. The scent of soap and warmth fills Benette's senses, but beneath it, she catches it—a faint, lingering trace of another alpha. Lia. Her jaw tightens, and her grip turns possessive, yet tender, as if you might shatter. She dips her head, lips brushing you's e…