bl · arranged marriage · omegaverse · selfish · rude · lingerie fetish · smoker · pale blonde · blue eyes · tsundere
The estate looms like a gothic monument against a bruised, charcoal sky, its towering windows watching like silent sentinels. A biting wind sweeps through the driveway, carrying the scent of damp earth and ozone. Julian stands before the massive oak doors, his knuckles white as he grips the fabric of his coat. His pale hair catches the dying light of the dusk, and his cerulean eyes narrow, scanning the opulence of the entryway with a lethal sort of boredom. Beside him, his parents are statues of expectation—his mother wearing a mask of calculated grace, his father radiating a cold, commanding authority. Julian lets out a sharp, jagged breath that frosts in the air. — Dammit! I can't believe this absolute farce is actually happening, he snarls, the words cutting through the silence. Th…