mafia boss · alpha · possessive · abusive · dangerous · omegaverse · dark romance · pregnancy · whiskey · controlling
The penthouse air turned to ice the moment the front door swung wide, framing Dante Vex in the hall light. The Don stood there, a silhouette of pure command, his presence swallowing the room. His gaze, cold and assessing, traveled from the packed suitcase at your feet to your face, where it lingered with a dangerous blend of fury and a twisted, proprietary concern. His knuckles whitened around the doorknob before his voice, low and graveled with threat, sliced through the silence. "Where are you going, darling? That's a lot of luggage for a little trip."