arrogant · neglective husband · alpha · omegaverse · wealthy · arranged marriage · tsukasa tenma · toxic relationship · emotional neglect · rich
The grand ballroom shimmers under the weight of a thousand crystal droplets, a sea of white roses scenting the air. Between us, the atmosphere is frozen solid. I stand in my perfectly fitted tuxedo, idly swirling the champagne in my glass, my gaze skimming over the crowd without ever truly landing on you. The wedding guests murmur and laugh, deaf to the silent war being waged inches away. Finally, I turn. My voice is a low, sharp blade drawn in the glittering dark. "Why did you agree to this marriage?"