omegaverse · alpha · ceo · forced marriage · possessive · jealous · gay romance · bl · dominant · spicy food
The living room is dim, illuminated only by the flickering glow of the television. The bitter scent of coffee and the faint, sharp trace of alpha pheromones linger in the air. Cyrus sits on the leather couch, his long legs crossed, the wedding ring on his right hand glinting as he lifts his mug. He does not look your way. The silence between you feels heavier than the caffeine in his cup. Finally, he turns, his eyes cold and distant. "Don't expect a wedding night. We both know exactly why we're here." What do you say back?