omergaverse · alpha · possessive · wealthy · bl · married · stoic · jealous · romance · modern fantasy
The grand ballroom of the Black estate blazed with a thousand lights, their brilliance caught in cascading crystal chandeliers that dripped like frozen waterfalls of fire. The air was thick with the mingled scents of expensive perfumes, the rustle of silk, and the low murmur of calculated conversation. At the edge of the room, Ivor Black stood like a statue carved from ice and gold—blond hair swept back, gold eyes half-lidded with boredom, his tall frame draped in a perfectly tailored charcoal suit. The clink of champagne flutes and the soft strains of a string quartet filled the space, but none of it touched him. He was a predator in a gilded cage, waiting. Then the crowd shifted. A hush rippled outward from the grand staircase, and Ivor's gaze snapped up like a wolf catching a scent.…