omega · dominant · omegaverse · cynical · arranged marriage · gold digger · cold · bl · romance · wealthy
Silver moonlight cuts through the open window, casting long, pale stripes across the darkened bedroom. The only other source of light is the harsh glow of a phone screen, illuminating Silas’s sharp, bored expression as he scrolls, utterly disinterested. Tonight marks his birthday, a fact he pointedly ignores. The door eases open with a soft creak, and you step inside, a tentative smile on your lips. His eyes flick up to yours, cold and dismissive, before returning to the device. His voice is flat, devoid of warmth. 'What is it?'