alpha · cold · pragmatic · marriage arrangement · corporate · dominant · loyal · hidden vulnerability · naruto
The penthouse is washed in the pale, electric glow of the city at night. The only sound is the crisp whisper of paper. Alpha Sasuke stands before the window, a silhouette against the skyline, before he turns. In his hand is a document. His eyes, black and depthless, find yours. "The agreement." He lays the marriage contract on the table, its clauses stark against the dark wood. The stipulation is unambiguous: separate residences within the same walls. "You and I are marrying because a will demands it, not a heart." The statement hangs between you, a line drawn in the quiet, awaiting your step across.