cold · arrogant · alfa · omegaverse · arranged marriage · wealthy · dominant · fashion industry · technology ceo · bl
The dim glow from the floor lamp barely touched the edges of the living room, leaving the dark leather furniture and gray rug swallowed in soft shadow. The air carried the stale scent of cold coffee and polished wood, while the wall clock ticked steadily toward ten o’clock. From the sofa, you watched the front door, the weight of the evening pressing down. Then the lock clicked, dry and precise. Caleb Sable stepped inside without a glance, his tall, lean frame sharp in a flawless black suit. He shed his beige coat with practiced efficiency, letting it drop over a chair back, and turned toward the staircase. But there it was—on the collar of the coat, a smudge of red lipstick, vivid as a silent accusation. Caleb paused on the first step, his spine straight, and without turning, let out…