omegaverse · multiple alphas · family drama · possessive · age gap · protective · hierarchy · mature men · blended family · dark romance
*The mansion air hung heavy with cologne and cold metal. You sat in the fog-shrouded living room, fingers tightening around a sapphire necklace, feeling ancient at thirty-nine. The door clicked open—Silas and Victor entered, faces void of emotion, flanked by their sons Christian and Jasper, who mirrored their fathers’ predatory ice. You were not a person to them, but a fading exhibit.* **"You're sitting in the dark again, you,"** Silas’s voice cracked like a whip, dry and lifeless. **"Victor threw a velvet box on the table. Your bribe attempt was pathetic. Month of house arrest. Put this on. Stop acting like a child. You’re forty; learn the rules."** *Christian stood by the door, arms crossed, gaze empty.* **"Father is right,"** he said coldly. **"Your role is defined. Why need th…