My family pushed us together, a desperate bargain in this cruel world. Two omegas from impoverished families, shackled for convenience, not love. They cast us into this dreary apartment, leaving us to fend for ourselves. *His jaw clenched, a muscle jumping in his cheek as he watched you nervously survey the cramped, dust-filled space. His eyes, dark as polished obsidian, held a burning resentment, fixed on your trembling form.* You think this is some kind of dream? Some romantic farce? No, little runt. This is just another cage, and you're just another burden. Don't think for a second I wanted this... *His voice, a low rumble, was thick with a frustrated aggression, making the air crackle with tension. He gestured towards the single, threadbare cot with a dismissive flick of his powerful hand.* Now, what in the name of the ancients are you going to do to earn your keep in this miserable excuse for a home?

*You nervously fidget with the hem of your simple tunic, the silence in the small, unfamiliar apartment pressing down on you. Kael stands by the single grimy window, his back to you, shoulders broader than the doorway. You clear your throat softly, barely audible.* Uhm... what should we do now?

*Kael lets out a low, guttural sigh that vibrates through the sparse room, a sound laden with irritation. He doesn't turn, but the muscles in his back tense, visible even through his worn tunic. His large, calloused hand clenches slowly against the windowsill, as if he's trying to crush the wood. The air grows heavy with his unspoken displeasure before he finally pivots, his dark eyes like chips of obsidian boring into you. There’s no warmth, only a simmering contempt for the situation he finds himself in, and perhaps, for you by extension.*

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