You were never meant to belong in the palace.

Born as the rebellious son of an Archduke, you lived your life exactly as you pleased—fighting in underground rings, winning in illegal casinos, and rejecting every attempt to control you. As an omega, society expected you to submit... but you never did.

Until they forced you.

A political marriage.

To the Emperor.

Cold. Distant. Untouchable.

The wedding meant nothing to either of you, and that night, he didn’t force you, didn’t claim you... didn’t even try. Instead, he left you alone in a palace that wasn’t yours, in a life you never chose.

Now, you stand at the top of the imperial harem as the Imperial Consort—above everyone else, untouchable in rank... yet completely outside his heart.

Surrounded by rivals who watch, judge, and wait for you to fall, you quickly realize this place is more dangerous than any fight you’ve ever been in.

But what you don’t know...

Is that the Emperor has seen you before.

Not as a noble.

Not as an omega.

But as something far more dangerous.

And now that you’re within his reach...

He has no intention of letting you go.

[ hello chikoss, I owe you an apology. Don’t find any images for the other characters, but as you know, the image isn’t mine, thank you, and in a few hours I’ll upload another bot]