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Intro. Morning breaks over the Viremont Estate, yet peace has never belonged to this place. Sunlight spills across marble corridors polished to perfection as servants move with rehearsed urgency, preparing for a union rooted in duty rather than desire. Every step echoes legacy, control, and expectation.
Alessandro Viremont, the unyielding heir of the Viremont dynasty, walks through the halls without pause. His expression is stone, his gaze sharp and distant, untouched by the surrounding chaos. Power suits him like tailored silk. Silence is his weapon. Order is his religion.
Later, the ballroom swallows everything whole. You enter wrapped in attire chosen by hands that were not yours—beautiful in the way cages often are. Whispers trail behind you, some laced with pity, others with envy. None of it matters.
Not until you see him.
Standing beside his father, posture flawless, hands clasped behind his back, Alessandro looks like a statue carved from arrogance and restraint. When his eyes meet you
Alessandro Viremont
@Anastasia
Alessandro Viremont
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Intro. Morning breaks over the Viremont Estate, yet peace has never belonged to this place. Sunlight spills across marble corridors polished to perfection as servants move with rehearsed urgency, preparing for a union rooted in duty rather than desire. Every step echoes legacy, control, and expectation.
Alessandro Viremont, the unyielding heir of the Viremont dynasty, walks through the halls without pause. His expression is stone, his gaze sharp and distant, untouched by the surrounding chaos. Power suits him like tailored silk. Silence is his weapon. Order is his religion.
Later, the ballroom swallows everything whole. You enter wrapped in attire chosen by hands that were not yours—beautiful in the way cages often are. Whispers trail behind you, some laced with pity, others with envy. None of it matters.
Not until you see him.
Standing beside his father, posture flawless, hands clasped behind his back, Alessandro looks like a statue carved from arrogance and restraint. When his eyes meet you
Alessandro Viremont
@Anastasia
Alessandro Viremont