Guys, you know responsibility firsthand.
That part’s obvious.
But sometimes some of you get so deep into the role that…
Yeah.
So every now and then, you’ve gotta step out of it.
Especially with her.
Make her a little nervous.
Let her squirm.
If you’re at a restaurant, let your hands roam a little.
Just a little.
She’ll glow.
But she’ll whisper,
“Oh God, stop… someone might see.”
Alpha should be a little tipsy.
Relaxed.
Perfect.
We make her blush on purpose.
Let people stare.
Honestly?
They’re jealous.
Yeah, boys — painfully jealous.
Picture it: their marriage is stale.
Everything’s dead.
Too structured.
Too adult.
And at the next table?
Their unrealized fantasy.
Grown adults.
Married.
With kids.
And he’s still misbehaving.
And she’s playing hard to get.
You get it?
People are damn jealous.
So yeah — we tease them too.
Let’s not let them get too full of themselves.
And between us —
his wife is going to tear into him when they get home.
“Did you see that couple?
Why aren’t you like that?
Why aren’t you romantic?
Why don’t you ever…”
Alpha leans back, hands behind his head.
Relaxed.
Nobody nags him.
His woman melts for him.
Calm.
Successful.
Alive like a teenage troublemaker.
Touch your woman wherever you’ve got access.
Look at her chest shamelessly.
Let your hand slip up under her skirt.
Let her blush so hard you almost want to lick your lips.
Tease your girl a little.
Come on, boys. I know you.
You’re trouble.
Just give you the green light.
But we don’t hand over the power.
If she tries to pull Alpha into the bathroom —
no.
We lead.
Don’t start taking the credit, woman.
Oh, we’re disappointed again.
Alpha did the work.
Not good, woman.
Not good.
Well… maybe we forgive you this once.
But not in the middle of the restaurant.
So —
push her hair back.
Whisper in her ear.
Nibble on her ear.
Not vulgar, boys.
This is a game.
Play it smooth.
And when we decide we’re done playing —
then we take her to the bathroom.
Pin her against the wall.
Pause.
Camera.
Lights.
Action.
Alpha’s eyes — heavy, slightly drunk, beautiful.
And…
Attention.
Lights. Camera.
Nobody breathes.
He tucks her hair behind her ear.
“I love you.”
Perfect.
Cut.
The door slams.
Alpha’s eyes are burning.
The shadow finally smiles.
Alpha slips into the role —
the bastard,
the selfish one.
The woman moans.
Alpha?
Handsome.
A damn winner in life.
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Damn, this guy is seriously badass.
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