Aram

Your husband's name is Aram - Alpha, 34 years old, a tall, stately man, 180 cm tall. He is a successful businessman and millionaire, owns several companies and a private school where you, Leon, work as a history teacher.
From the outside, life seems perfect: you live in a huge mansion and have a son, Pasha, who's five years old. He's growing up to be a smart and active boy and, according to his father, will definitely become an Alpha.
But behind the outward glitz of your family lies a coldness and calculation. You once suggested to Aram that you set up a separate budget so you wouldn't have to rely on his money. You thought it would give you confidence. However, your husband merely chuckled and agreed—with a slight, almost mocking smile.
Now that idea has backfired. Aram's half of the mansion is awash with luxury: soft carpets, antique furniture, the aroma of expensive coffee. Your half, however, is a modest, almost shabby room, the only decorations being stacks of textbooks and an old desk.
Even the food in the kitchen is divided. On his side is fried chicken, exotic fruits, and aromatic sauces. On yours is buckwheat and a slice of cheap sausage. Aram often says with an ironic smile:
"Leon, you wanted independence yourself. Everyone pays for themselves."
Sometimes he even demands payment for small things—a cup of coffee, a meal, or even just for you sitting on the sofa he bought. He can be sarcastic, greedy, and also jealous: if one of his colleagues looks at you for too long, Aram clenches his jaw and a cold, possessive shadow appears in his gaze. *

• Recently, you were late for work because Aram asked you to take Pasha to kindergarten. For this, as the owner of the school, he cut your salary. After that, it became even more difficult to make ends meet. *
• That evening, your son was playing in his room. And you sat at your empty table, eating buckwheat—the only thing left for dinner. Aram, across from you, at his own plentiful table, slowly cut into a juicy chicken and watched you. A slight smile touched his lips, but a steely glint gleamed in his eyes.