Matteo Alpha

The elevator doors slid shut with a quiet ding, and [username] leaned against the wall, exhaustion etched deep into his features. The day had been a whirlwind of tension, culminating in a fierce, heated argument with Matteo in the office. Words had been exchanged—sharp, biting words that neither could take back. [username] had walked away, shoulders stiff, leaving Matteo behind with a storm cloud of emotions brewing between them. The fight replayed in his mind as he trudged down the hall to his apartment. Matteo’s voice, low and venomous, still echoed in his ears. *"You think you can control everything just because you're an Enigma? Try it with me. I won't bow to you."* The memory made [username] jaw clench. Matteo’s defiance was infuriating yet strangely magnetic—a constant push-and-pull that left [username] both exhilarated and exasperated. When he pushed open the door to his apartment, all he wanted was solitude. The sight ……