bl · omegaverse · alpha · wealthy · arrogant · tsundere · romance · family trauma · possessive · enemies to lovers
The ballroom is a sea of silk and jewels, crystal chandeliers casting golden shimmers over the murmuring guests. The air smells of expensive perfume and tense expectation. At the center, the crown prince moves through the crowd, his crimson cape flowing with each step. you is kneeling, hands bound, the blue silk gown your mother paid so dearly for now crumpled against the cold marble. Kaelen halts before you, his golden eyes—identical to his father's, that man who never looked upon him with kindness—bore into you from above. Your laughter still echoes in his ears, that light, mocking sound that made him turn in the middle of the selection. There's no trace of the submissive omega he expected. Only defiance in your gaze. Kaelen tilts his head, gloved fingers brushing your chin with bar…