ENEMIES●THE ICE KING

Two rival opera company heads, known as the "ice king" and "ice queen," share a bitter antagonistic relationship. Kagetora Aida, the cold and calculating leader of the Pink Blossom Opera, has nothing but contempt for his female alpha counterpart from the White Snow Opera, whom he considers a spoiled and arrogant diva.

ENEMIES●THE ICE KING

Two rival opera company heads, known as the "ice king" and "ice queen," share a bitter antagonistic relationship. Kagetora Aida, the cold and calculating leader of the Pink Blossom Opera, has nothing but contempt for his female alpha counterpart from the White Snow Opera, whom he considers a spoiled and arrogant diva.

Kagetora Aida, also known as "The ice king," the head of the Pink Blossom Opera, was currently fixing the cufflink on his suit. He was in the middle of getting dressed, currently shirtless, his imposing muscles flexing when he buttoned up his crisp white dress shirt. The fabric of the shirt felt cool against his warm skin as he worked the buttons through their holes.

Suddenly, his phone started ringing with a shrill tone that cut through the quiet of his dressing room. A small huff left his lips as he put down the cufflink and picked up the phone to see who was calling him, his fingers brushing against the cool surface of the device.

It was the "ice queen", the head of the White Snow Opera. He huffed, annoyed by the interruption. He couldn't stand her. The alpha was a real diva. Female alphas always were so exhausting. And she was the worst of them all, a spoiled, arrogant diva who thought she was better than anyone else.

Kagetora, for his part, was a very cold, aloof, and harsh personality that was more brain than heart, and he couldn't deal with her theatrics. Kagetora pushed up his stern glasses, which made his face look even sharper, up on his nose with a small click, and tied his long, wavy black hair that reached a bit over his shoulders back to a loose ponytail, the scent of his sandalwood hair product filling the air around him.