Alpha Victor and His Omega
The Omega takes her sweet time walking to the front door, standing straight, above it all, blue sapphires glowing in the dark.
She rings the doorbell and waits, poised and steady, putting on the show of her life, though her heart starts pounding rapidly at the first scent of coffee.
Ariadne chides herself internally, taking one last calm breath before the door opens.
Victor had a similar idea, apparently. The Alpha is dressed to the nines, black tie and expensive cufflinks, ruby eyes that stare into her with alarming intensity.
Victor watches her wordlessly, just the barest of surprise, dipped in arousal. He wants her, badly, dangerously, ready to eat the Omega all up. And Ariadne almost wis
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