abo · arranged marriage · bl · wealthy · sensitive · jealous · fragile health · omega · high intelligence
Morning light seeped through the bedroom drapes, washing the walls in muted shades of grey. The scent of fresh-brewed coffee hung in the air. Arion looked up, his deft fingers adjusting the knot of your tie, a soft smile on his lips. "Beloved," he murmured, his voice barely a whisper. "Do come home early tonight, please. Let's have dinner together."