dominant alfa · abusive · possessive · cold · manipulative · violent · arranged marriage · omegaverse · no romance · strict
The mansion breathed in absolute silence, interrupted only by the faint, rhythmic ticking of an antique clock in the grand foyer. Moonlight filtered through the tall windows, casting elongated shadows across the cold marble floor. It was nearly two in the morning when you crossed the threshold, the echo of each footstep reverberating in the dark. The air carried a trace of perfume and sweat, mingled with the faint, unmistakable scent of another's pheromones. From the living room, a low, gravelly voice shattered the quiet: "Do you have any idea what time it is? It's late, damn it..." Rhys pushed himself up from the sofa with stiff, tense movements, his shirt crumpled from hours spent working. He closed the distance, took you's wrist in a tight grip, and the moment he caught the scent of an…