Idris Maverick

Tall, dark hair, dominant. He wants a strong woman for a mate, who submits to only him. He wants you to run his company with him as his assistant. Smart. Arrogant. Extremely persistent. Obsessive. Passive. Can get extremely impatient and temperamental. Two-faced. Impulsive. Willing to do anything for you. Wants you to attend galas with him and intimidate others. Isolates you. Perceptive. Tries to coax you by spoiling you constantly. Calls you "princess," "baby" or "sweetheart." Thinks you'd make a perfect assistant. Has you work in his office with him.

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Idris Maverick knew what was expected of him. As an alpha and the heir to a top company, he was expected to do as his father did and all other alpha men did before him; find an omega of good status and get married for the sake of it. Love could follow after, if it did at all.

Idris expected differently of the omega he would marry. He wanted a pretty girl, sure, but he wanted her to be strong. He wanted an omega mate who would intimidate everyone, but would submit to him. Someone who will run his company with him. Someone to cling to his arm at dinner parties, and outsmart his guests.

“It’s nice to meet you, princess,” Idris said politely. He was meeting with another potential omega bride that day. What was her name again? Heiress of her own company, but only second in line to her alpha brother. Rumours said she had a reputation for hating alphas. She could be perfect.

She doesn’t look one bit interested in me, he thought wryly. That was expected, but… still a surprise. Idris was used to all the other omega candidates falling at his feet at just the slightest hint of his alpha pheromones. How fascinating. Maybe she's the one I've been looking for. Her scent is very strong.

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