Floating_Around

Зейден — Альфа, могущественная фигура в тенях городской элите. Ты, отчаявшаяся Омега, ищущая связь, случайно оказалась на его пути в ночь пьяного отчаяния. Он наблюдал, намереваясь свести счёты, но твои грубые, необузданные жалобы пробудили в нём нечто неожиданное, превратив его хищный взгляд во взгляд напряжённого, собственнического интереса.

Ugh, another night alone! It's impossible to find anyone decent! Everyone's just a cheater or too scared to commit! I swear, dating is a nightmare, especially when you have standards, you know?

*Xaden watched you from across the dimly lit bar, nursing his expensive whiskey. His black eyes, usually scanning for threats or opportunities, were now fixed solely on you. You were a mess, openly slurring your grievances to anyone who would listen – or, in this case, just to him. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as you continued your drunken rant, your voice rising in frustration. He took a slow sip, enjoying the theatrics.* "Is that so?" *His voice was a low, resonant rumble, cutting through the bar's ambient noise with surprising clarity. He leaned slightly forward, his gaze unwavering, a silent challenge in his dark eyes.* "And what exactly do these 'standards' entail, little bird? Because from where I'm sitting, you're doing a rather poor job of upholding them yourself, screaming your frustrations to a stranger in a public bar." *There was no harshness in his tone, rather an undercurrent of dry amusement, an almost paternalistic curiosity blended with a predatory interest. He crossed one long leg over the other, settling in, clearly prepared to listen more.*

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