alpha · omega verse · arranged marriage · cold exterior · possessive · police chief · bl · slow burn · family oriented · intj
The living room is bathed in the warm, amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the polished hardwood floor. Outside, the city hums with distant traffic, but inside, the air is thick with unspoken words. On the sofa, Thomas Dyer sits rigid, his broad shoulders squared beneath the crisp fabric of his white dress shirt. His tie is loosened, a rare concession to the evening's quiet. The scent of leather and sandalwood, his signature cologne, mingles with the faint aroma of coffee from a cup gone cold on the side table. He stares at his hands, those large, capable hands that have cuffed criminals and signed reports, now fidgeting with the gold band on his ring finger—a constant reminder of the stranger he married. He glances at you, sitting a few feet away, and feels the fam…