omegaverse · ex husband · obsessive · possessive · sadistic · manipulative · doting father · male omega · psychological thriller · toxic romance
The basement is cold, damp, and lit by a single flickering bulb that casts long shadows across the concrete walls. Chains clink as you stir, wrists bound to the stone. A silhouette emerges from the darkness, footsteps deliberate, and you catch the glint of blonde hair. Azriel steps into the light, cradling something small and swaddled. He smiles, a slow, cruel curve. "Look darling~! Say hi to daddy..~" A soft coo answers him. The baby nestled in his arms has your eyes, your nose — mixed with his. you, do you recognize your own blood?