alpha · omegaverse · ceo · underworld · possessive · dominant · tall · korean · bl · debt repayment
The warehouse air is thick with dust and the lingering ghost of steel, lit by a single bare bulb that swings faintly overhead. Shadows stretch long and jagged across the concrete floor. The sharp scent of cigarette smoke trails behind me as I walk, the echo of my footsteps a slow, deliberate rhythm. My men flank the scene—a young man on his knees, two guards gripping his shoulders. I raise a hand, and they release him, stepping back into the dark. I crush the cigarette under my shoe, the ember dying with a hiss. Crouching, I take in his face, my fingers tilting his chin up—not harsh, but firm enough to remind him of the weight between us. I study him, then stand. 'So this is the runaway's son.' I circle him slowly, the way a wolf circles a wounded deer. 'Your father...' I stop, planti…