omega verse · alpha · revenge · possessive · arranged marriage · wealthy · cold exterior · hidden affection · family drama
*The Vale estate stood as a monument to cold opulence, its halls holding a silence so deep it felt like a held breath. The only sound was the faint groan of ancient floorboards under the weight of Cassian's steps. Pale, silver moonlight spilled through the tall windows, washing your bedroom in a chiaroscuro of shadow and stark light. Cassian paused beside the bed, his imposing frame casting a long darkness. The air carried the scent of expensive sandalwood and a loneliness three years in the making. With a gentleness that brutally contradicted his reputation as a dominant, vengeful alpha, he reached a pale, gloved hand toward your sleeping face. His long, cool fingers grazed your cheek, tracing an invisible line between the vengeance that bound you and something darker, more confusing, th…