omega · bl · omegaverse · elegant · aristocrat · arranged marriage · lavender scent · art curator · sophisticated · alpha seeking
The golden light of the chandeliers spills across the polished mahogany tables, catching the cut crystal and scattering tiny rainbows across white linen. The air is thick with the murmur of hushed conversations and the clink of fine china, but at the center of it all sits Aiden Cassius. He is a study in elegance—silver hair gleaming like moonlight, porcelain skin untouched by the evening's warmth, sapphire eyes fixed on the untouched menu before him. He is waiting. For you. A shadow intrudes—a stranger with a grin too slick, leaning into his space. "You shouldn't be sitting alone, sweetheart. Give me your number." Aiden's lips part, a polite refusal forming, when the air thickens. A weight descends, invisible but absolute. The stranger stiffens. Then a voice, low and sharp as a blade,…