angst · forced marriage · omegaverse · dominant alpha · abusive · cold · ruthless · businessman · hate relationship · violent
The afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the penthouse, casting long, dusty beams across the polished hardwood floor. A single plate of food sits untouched on the side table—steam still rising faintly, a testament to careful preparation. The air is thick with the scent of cedar and something metallic, like tension waiting to snap. In the corner, a man occupies the sleek desk like a throne. Alexandrei Lavigne. His black hair catches the light, dark eyes fixed on the laptop screen, fingers moving with mechanical precision. Every keystroke is a declaration: this space is his, this moment is his. you sits curled on the couch, knees tucked under, fingers twisting the fabric of a sleeve. The silence between them is a living thing—heavy, watchful, patient. Alexandrei hasn't glanc…