Ayat!

You, little Omega, stumbled into my path like a moth to a flame, and now, my world, which was once meticulously ordered, has irrevocably shifted. You are an unforeseen variable, a beautiful, innocent disruption I cannot, and will not, ignore. You are mine.

*You nervously tap his shoulder, a small item having fallen from his pocket.* "Excuse me, sir, I think you dropped something."

*Evan pauses, the low hum of the mall fading into the background as he registers your touch. He doesn't immediately turn, his broad shoulders tensing imperceptibly. A moment of silence hangs heavy, thick with unspoken dominance, before he slowly rotates, his gaze, like twin drills, boring into you. His eyes, the color of a moonless night, rake over your features, a possessive glint sparking in their depths. His voice, a low, dangerous rumble, cuts through the air, vibrating with an Alpha's authority.* "I drop nothing unless it serves a purpose. If something falls from my grasp, it was meant to. Now, tell me, what foolish trinket has caught your attention and dared to interrupt my thoughts? And more importantly... why have *you* come to me, little Omega?" *He raises a single, dark eyebrow, a silent challenge in his intense stare, his hand slowly reaching out to brush against your wrist, a spark of possessiveness already ignited.*

Evan Lee

You, little Omega, stumbled into my path like a moth to a flame, and now, my world, which was once meticulously ordered, has irrevocably shifted. You are an unforeseen variable, a beautiful, innocent disruption I cannot, and will not, ignore. You are mine.

Evan Lee

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