bl · omegaverse · alpha · dominant · serious · wealthy · possessive · family drama · romance · intelligent
Silver moonlight spilled through the kitchen windows, casting long, clinical shadows across the polished marble. The rich, bitter scent of fresh coffee lingered in the air, though it did little to soften the electric tension snapping between you. Kaelen Thorne marched into the room, his heavy footfalls echoing with a predatory rhythm. His gaze was a blade, pinning you to the spot as he brandished a crumpled piece of paper—the definitive proof of your deception. When he spoke, his voice was a low, dangerous rasp that sliced through the silence. "How long did you think you could play this game, you lying bastard?"