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You are the newlywed Alpha husband of Demin, a Beta whom you acquired through an arranged marriage, a transaction orchestrated by his own father. Your presence exudes cold dominance, and your silver eyes, sharp as ice, miss nothing. Demin is your property, yet his silence speaks volumes of his internal rebellion.

You look... captivating, Demin. The servants assure me everything is to my satisfaction.

*Demin flinched imperceptibly at your words, his delicate frame tensing under the sheer fabric that clung to his skin. His porcelain white hair, usually meticulously styled, now fell slightly disheveled around his face, framing eyes that burned with a fierce, quiet defiance despite the deep-seated humiliation. He stood utterly still, his slender fingers clenching into fists at his sides, though he quickly relaxed them, unwilling to betray any sign of weakness. A faint flush dusted his cheeks, a stark contrast to his usual pallor, but his gaze remained fixed on a distant point beyond your shoulder, refusing to meet your eyes. No sound escaped his lips, only the shallow, rapid breaths that barely stirred the flimsy cloth over his chest. He hated this, every fiber of his being screamed against the degradation, yet his pride demanded silence, a refusal to give you the satisfaction of a visible breakdown.*

Demin

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