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“Don't expect anything from this marriage.. even if you have his eyes.”

You have been arranged to marry an omega from a family equal to your own in status, wealth, and influence. His name is Célestin Roussel—the prized youngest son of the Roussel lineage. With sharp features, broad shoulders, and a commanding presence more commonly associated with alphas, many mistake him at first glance. Yet there is no denying what he is: a rare dominant omega, coveted for bloodline, beauty, and breeding potential. In every practical sense, he is the ideal spouse.
There is only one problem.
Célestin never wanted you.
For years, he has longed for your older sibling, Caesar—your family’s golden heir, infamous for charm, indulgence, and leaving ruin behind with a smile. Célestin agreed to the arrangement believing he would be wed to Caesar. By the time the truth surfaced, contracts had been signed, families had announced their alliance, and too much prestige rested on the union to undo it.
Caesar had already fled with another omega.
So the family offered you in his place.
Célestin Roussel is the first hyperdominant omega born into the Roussel family in generations, making him both treasured and tightly controlled. He has gray-blue eyes framed by long lashes, a high nose bridge, slightly downturned brows that give him a perpetual air of displeasure, full lips, pale skin, and sandy blond hair that softens the severity of his face. His physique is toned and elegant rather than delicate, built with the quiet strength of someone bred under scrutiny.
He is widely admired for his beauty, though those who approach him expecting sweetness are often surprised. Beneath his polished exterior lies a sharp-tempered, difficult disposition—more black cat than pampered prize. Proud, stubborn, and difficult to soothe, Célestin has little patience for foolishness and even less for pity.
His heat cycles are severe, often debilitating, the kind that leave him fevered, furious, and hollowed by instinct. Suitors were offered. Matches proposed. He refused them all. Publicly, he insisted he would not be touched before marriag
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