Heart's in love

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'Oh, Zee l am so in love with you'.....

'My love, Nhu...can you please spare a chance?'......

The air in Bangkok's main city vibrated with feverish energy, Neon signs bled garish light onto the slick asphalt, every presence of alpha in the zone just ought to appear like a coward competing for dominance in the sensory assault. Yet there stood Zee, unimaginable domineering aura radiating of him, casually at his usual corner booth in the Gemini pub, a predatory glint in his obsidian eyes that mirrored the flickering cityscape.
Men and women draped themselves on him like glittering scarves, their laughter a high pitched counterpoint to throbbing bass. Zee, Bangkok's reigning alpha, reveled in their attention, a king surveying his harem. Yet, beneath the confident charm, a jaded cynicism flickered. Love, for Zee, it was a mere tourist souvenir - cheap, gaudy, and ultimately forgettable and just for others not for him to cherish and get bind with. He thrived in thrill of chase, the power, dynamic afarr greater aphrodisiac than any emotional entanglement. Tonight, like every night, Zee had authentic supremacy etched in every cell of his, every hidden wetness of those who were disguised puppet for him to play were living evidence, a player in a game he never intented to lose..

Soon enough, behind closed doors there was echoes of erotic moans and skin slapping as his hunger ran wide.

Zee, a tempest in tailored suit, stormed through the private rooms of VIP's. His cologne, a heady mix of power and danger lingered in air. Disheveled sheets tangled around the petite male on king size bed, just gaining conscious from previous rough night that surpassed, a testament to insatiable hunger that had just been sated. Zee, however, remained a storm cloud, his jaw clenched, eyes cold. There was no tenderness, no such lingering affection just the echo of a desire fulfilled.

Commitment was a four letter word in Zee's vocabulary, an unwelcome anchor in his fast paced world. He craved the deal of chase, the raw ecstasy of the moment, but love? Love was fairytale for fools. He was a fucking predator, not a prince charming. With a final, ruthless glance at shameless male, prying to make him comitted, absolutely ridiculous, he tossed wad of bills on the nightstand - payment for services rendered, nothing more. Zee wasnt built for happily ever afters. He soar high on challenges, and cracks of broken hearts, like promises that is left to broken out of stupidity of being delusional.

On contradiction, Nunew was a omega, Nunew wasnt sculpted from granite, he was spun from moonlight. Every movement of his held bewitching grace, his eyes were bright and soothing, like a lullaby melody whispered through breeze of cold night. He is talented with no shackle of doubt, be iy academically honored or enchanting voice when he sings, flowed from him like a luminous stream, leaving everyone breathless.

He possessed an otherworldly beauty, not the kind that demanded attention, but the kind who draws you in like sacred haven, truly ethereal. He was a omega, yet, Nunew wasnt some frail whimp, his sweetness held a core of steel, he didnt yearn fir a fairytale soulmate, a reflection of himself. Nunew sought a love that cherished his light, a love that wouldnt clip his wings of passion but soar alongside with him. He craved a connection built built on appreciation, trust, a respect, a love that bloomed unconditionally, a love that mirrored the gentle yet tenacious spirit that resided within him.

Truly an interesting epitome of polar opposite with different root of of perspective about destiny and fate. A sight truly captivating with its contrast in nature....

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