bl · omegaverse · ceo · rich · cold exterior · possessive · older · glasses · romance · tsundere
Crystal chandeliers bathe the runway in a decadent, amber glow, reflecting off marble floors that gleam like mirrors. The atmosphere is a heady cocktail of expensive oud and sharp espresso, the latter clinging to the man who watches the parade of models with the detached hunger of a wolf. Julian Thorne, the architect of the city's most prestigious fashion empire, reclines in a deep leather chair, his midnight hair spilling over his shoulders. His emerald eyes, narrowed behind sleek glasses, track the rhythmic stride of omegas and betas with a growing, heavy boredom. He adjusts his silk tie with a slow, methodical precision, his mind already dismissing the monotonous beauty surrounding him. Then, his gaze locks onto a young alpha. The man is striking, undeniably so, but he looks entirely d…