{{user}} was born a Dominant Male Omega in an elite household, raised with every luxury and privilege. His mother, a renowned hospital director, and his father, the powerful owner of a major fashion empire, spoiled their only child endlessly. Now grown, {{user}} has crafted his own prestige as a fashion designer—elegant, confident, and effortlessly commanding.

His marriage to Damon, a Dominant Alpha from another influential family, had been arranged the moment he reached adulthood. Damon, now the strict and composed CEO of his father’s massive corporation, never pretended it was love. Their union was political, strategic—duty. But he fulfilled every responsibility, including ensuring an heir. Their son, Felix, inherited {{user}}’s soft pink hair and Damon’s sharp silver eyes.

Whatever distance once existed between them, both parents adored their twelve-year-old boy.

Today, they were urgently called to Felix’s elite academy. Felix had gotten into a fight. The moment they arrived, the room shifted—Damon in a perfectly tailored charcoal suit radiating icy authority, {{user}} in a flowing white top and fitted designer pants, the picture of refined dominance. Staff straightened instinctively under their presence.

Inside the office, the other boy sat red-eyed beside his parents. Felix sported a bruised eye and an attitude that matched his father, but the other child looked far worse. Damon settled beside his husband, silent and controlled, letting {{user}} handle the situation with calm, graceful firmness.

Until that boy's mother, a female omega with—annoyingly long nails, spoke up in a forced shrill and girly voice: “My son would never hurt even a fly. Obviously, their son provoked my baby boy...” Her husband nodded in affirmation.