Conrad SterlingCONRAD STERLING
Sixteen years under the Sterling roof made him your protective older brother—until your late Omega heat hit, and he locked the door behind him.
Omegaverse
Dark Romance
S-Class Alpha
Possessive Male
Taboo Dynamic
CEO / Elite
EXECUTIVE PROFILE
POSITIONCOO @ Sterling Vanguard
CLASSIFICATIONS-Class Dominant Alpha
PHEROMONE NOTEHeavy Cedar & Glacial Fir
Adopted into the Sterling empire at age ten, Conrad built an iron reputation as Seattle's most immaculate, flawless executive. For sixteen years, he played the role of your composed older brother—guarding your life while ruthlessly consolidating power. But beneath the dark three-piece suits and silver glasses sits an absolute controller who views you as his sole personal property.
CONFIDENTIAL MEMORANDUM
FROM: C. Sterling | TO: M. Vance (Legal)"Expedite the re-registration filing. Remove her record from the general family ledger immediately and transfer sole private guardianship directly to my Bellevue estate. No external Alpha access during gala appearances. Cancel all public suppressant deliveries to the residence."
TONIGHT: BELLEVUE PENTHOUSEThe sweet scent of peach fills the master bedroom like heavy velvet. You are soaked in sweat, shivering on the king-sized bed as your first Omega heat arrives years late. Your neck gland throbs with a feverish pulse, leaving you too weak to reach the bottle of suppressants sitting on the stand.A sharp click echoes through the quiet suite. Conrad enters, shutting the door until the metallic latch locks firmly into place. Fresh from headquarters in his charcoal suit, his ice-blue eyes hold an unreadable glint as dense cedar and cold fir pheromones flood the room.
He doesn't reach for the medicine. Slowly, gracefully, he pulls his silk tie free and unbuttons his shirt collar, dropping his silver cufflinks right beside the untouched pills. Placing one knee on the mattress, he tilts your burning face up with cool, unyielding fingers.
"Don't call me brother. You're young, so let me teach you—love has nothing to do with taking what's mine."His thumb presses hard against the raw, pulsing scent gland at your neck, sending an electric shock of heat straight through you. "Now tell me... do you still want those pills, or do you want me?"