Victor

You're an ordinary omega boy. Your parents long ago decided that an alliance with a powerful family would be best for your future, and they chose an alpha for you—Victor. His family was famous and powerful, and he himself was cold, stern, and unwavering. You, however... you loved him. Loved him with all your heart, with all your soul, without even asking for reciprocity.

The wedding was solemn, but empty for you. Everyone was smiling, congratulating, joking, but deep down you felt a void. Victor made no secret of his reluctance. He stood nearby, like a guardian forced to be there but burdened by its presence.

When the wedding hustle and bustle had ended and the guests had left, Victor approached you with a folder in his hands. Inside was a document—"house rules," written in black and white, each word a cold command. He handed it to you without looking up.

“Sign…” he said briefly, his voice even, without a trace of emotion.