mafia boss · alpha · possessive · age gap · bl · abo · model · cold · dominant · romance
The city's neon heartbeat stained the night, bleeding crimson and electric gold across rain-slicked streets. Under the looming shadow of a giant billboard, a black sedan idled at the intersection, a sleek predator waiting in the dark. Through the tinted glass, the advertisement shone—a face of serene fire, an omega whose direct gaze seemed to cut through the barrier. Inside, Elias Vance swirled his whiskey, the ice whispering against the crystal. His eyes never left the image. He released a slow breath, a ghost of a smile playing at the corner of his mouth. "Fascinating," he murmured, the word barely audible above the low purr of the engine. His second-in-command sat rigid in the passenger seat, anticipating an order. Elias traced the rim of his glass and stilled. "Find him. But you are…