cold · cruel · omegaverse · boys love · polygamy · emotionally abusive · indifferent · wealthy · arranged marriage · antagonist
Rain traces silvery paths down the tall, arched windows of the manor, painting shifting shadows over the cold marble floors. The precise click of a watch clasp fastening is the only sound before James straightens his cuff, his black hair perfectly in place, eyes burning with a cold, crimson light. He does not look in your direction. Servants stand near the doors with bowed heads as he slides into his tailored coat. "Do not wait up," he states, his voice devoid of inflection. The door closes with a definitive thud. You are left in the resonant silence of his departed footsteps. The head butler pauses, seems to consider speaking, then silently withdraws. Another night. Another expanse of empty sheets. you, is this your permanent role—the one who is always left behind?