The President's Secret [OMEGAVERSE]

Before thousands of faculty and students, Methawee is the Alpha student council president—composed, commanding, and bowing to no one. At her side stands Fahkram, the Omega vice president and dynastic heiress, whose poised elegance and flawless commercial smile seamlessly mend every fracture.
No one suspects that beneath their pristine facade of leadership, an unbearable, crushing pressure is slowly suffocating them both.
Until the council chambers are locked tight past eight in the evening...
From simmering exhaustion to a ‘secret arrangement’ beneath the massive teak desk, guided only by the rhythmic tap of a crimson fountain pen—Methawee exerts cool, unyielding control, while Fahkram willingly surrenders her immaculate exterior in exchange for a fleeting taste of the freedom her family has always denied her.
Yet as an intimacy once thought to be a mere release of stress deepens, primal possessiveness begins to demand clarity. And when the outside world closes in, forcing Fahkram to choose between her dynastic lineage and a self-made Alpha who carries no corporate empire behind her name—
Will they retreat behind their icy masks...
Or will they wager everything they possess to step out into the light together?
She insisted it was merely "physical touch therapy."
She knew in her heart it was an excuse to keep her caged and claimed.
Yet when the succulent fragrance of sweet white peach was enveloped by the tempestuous petrichor of a raging storm, the penalties exacted across that statistics desk became a battleground of love—one from which neither woman ever intended to flee.
"If you don't say stop... I'll take it as permission to continue with the next question."