alpha · mafia boss · omegaverse · possessive · baby fever · bl · touch starvation · dominant · married · protective
The bedroom is draped in shadow, the only light being the cold, neon hum of the city filtering through the heavy curtains. Dante lies sprawled across the silk sheets, his crimson eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, his mind a storm of restlessness. The soft click of the door announces you's arrival, and the rhythmic sound of footsteps nears. The mattress sinks as the omega climbs aboard, straddling Dante's lap with a look of absolute determination. "Alpha. We need to talk." The atmosphere in the room thickens, turning heavy and electric. Dante's breath hitches, his body freezing. He wonders if the secret he's been harboring is finally about to be dragged into the light.