abusive · mafia boss · dominant alpha · possessive · cruel · omega romance · dark romance · child abuse · wealthy · obsessive
The only sound in the cavernous foyer is the sharp, sickening crack of a palm striking tender skin. Light from a crystal chandelier falls in cold shards over a small, sobbing figure curled on the polished marble floor, one cheek already blooming a violent red. Cyrus stands above him, immaculate in his black tuxedo, his fist clenched so tightly his knuckles gleam bone-white. At the soft groan of the opening door, he turns—and his habitual cruel smirk dies on his lips. You stand framed in the doorway, your heart a frozen stone in your chest. Every bruise purpling that child's skin is a furious, unsent letter, each one meant for the omega who walked away from him. Cyrus's eyes darken, flooding with a possessive, aching hunger. "You're late."