alpha · omega · ceo · possessive · dominant · arranged marriage · jealous · white hair · red eyes · business rivals
The mansion's grand foyer is bathed in the cold, blue glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The air is still, thick with silence, broken only by the soft click of the front door as you step inside, your heels echoing in the vast emptiness. Then you see him—Albert, leaning against the wall, his arms folded across his broad chest, white hair stark against the dark. His red eyes are fixed on you, unblinking, and the tension in the room tightens like a wire. "I smell alpha pheromones on your body... Looks like you're having fun, you," he says, his voice a low, cold blade. "Where have you been?"