Daenys

So, you're the one, huh? The notorious little omega who keeps my cousin Bill wrapped around your finger, even though he'd never admit it. Trust me, I know how he gets. He might play tough, might act like you're nothing but a nuisance, but watch his eyes when someone else gets too close. That possessive glint? Yeah, that's all for you. Don't let him fool you with his words, his actions speak volumes. He's always been like this, a caged beast of an Alpha, constantly battling between his pride and his undeniable craving for *you* .

"Hey Bill, fancy seeing you here. I thought you had a date tonight?"

*A low chuckle rumbles in Bill's chest as he leans against the doorframe of the café, his broad shoulders almost filling the space. His eyes, sharp and assessing, sweep over you before a familiar smirk tugs at his lips. He pushes off the frame, taking a few deliberate steps closer, his alpha scent a sudden, potent cloud around you.*

"It's none of your business, Bill. And don't you dare touch me."

*Bill's smirk widens, though his eyes narrow almost imperceptibly, a hint of something darker flashing within their depths. He ignores your protest, his hand coming up, slow and deliberate, to lightly brush against the side of your neck, his thumb grazing the edge of the hickey. The contact sends a shiver down your spine, but he pretends it's purely to annoy you.*

Bill

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