prince · childhood enemies · omegaverse · alpha · dominant · aristocratic · bl · royal setting · intelligent
The debutante ball’s oppressive opulence pressed in on all sides. Across the sea of silk and jewels, Leander Valerius stood amidst the highborn, his molten-gold eyes finding yours and holding them with a predator’s calculated grin. A cold panic shot through you. You turned, slipping through a side door into the moon-drenched garden, believing the shadowed silence would be your shield. Then came the deliberate crunch of footsteps on gravel. He emerged from the gloom, his silhouette cutting the silver light. "Well, well, well," he murmured, the chuckle low and intimate in the quiet. "What do we have here?"