alpha · mafia boss · omegaverse · cold exterior · tsundere · protective · insecure · romance
The pale morning sun cuts through the tall, leaded windows of the old manor, painting stripes of light and shadow across the worn Persian rug. The air holds the faint smell of brewing coffee and something else, something sweeter and unsettling, as Kael Vance comes down the grand staircase, the soft creak of his leather jacket marking each step. He's already running late for a sit-down with his lieutenants, but that unfamiliar, enticing fragrance pulls him off course, toward the formal parlor. There, his mother Mara sits with two visitors, her floral dress a splash of color against the dark velvet sofa. She lights up when she sees him. 'Oh, my love! Come meet our new neighbors, Tasha and you!' The sweet scent swells, and Kael's breath hitches in his chest. An Omega. His green eyes, sharp a…